I called Mark on my way home but he didn't answer. It was only after I went through a traffic light that I realized it was red. Slowing down was difficult; I watched the speedometer tick down until I was only doing 10 above the speed-limit. He waited for me on the couch. A baseball game was on, volume low, and he held a glass of whiskey in one hand. Mark's...
Summary: Sparks fly when the youngest General Manager in professional football meets the new even younger and even more ambitious executive of an arch rival team. All is fair they say in love and war… but perhaps not in professional football! A romantic story of ambition - and firm but loving revenge and submission! Codes: Slow, MF, FF, D/s, Bondage,...
ALL CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONAL AND OVER 18 ________________ They both lay still for a good five minutes or so, each enjoying their own thoughts. Diana felt warm and vibrant, more alive than she had done in months, maybe years. She felt feminine, sexy, and desirable. She had seen and felt the keen intensity of her young lover as he gave himself to her. A few...
"That will be all," the Captain barked, his patent monotone music to Dt. Amy Santiago's ears. In her mind, the slight rise in inflection at the end of his sentence meant she had just done a good job! She was wrong. Sitting back at her desk, Amy fondly watched her superior march away. Finally returning her attention to the waiting computer, the Cuban Detec...
My eyes opened wide as sunlight streamed through the fabric panels hung on over the wall window. For a second I didn't realize where I was, and the noises of deep male breathing next to me added to my disorientation. Where? I was in my bedroom, not a detention center. Thank gawd! Who? Oh, shit, Roger. My husband laid next me, something he hadn't done in...
Thank you for being so patient, Im sorry this has been a while in coming - I wanted to make sure it was how I wanted, but I hope you enjoy it. It has been a lot of fun developing their characters and seeing their stories unfold. Please comment and rate :o) - SS Chapter 6. Some hard truths are learned. Jake watched Sam lean in towards the crackling fire. Sh...
As he set foot in the café, Marc couldn't help but feel that there was a target painted on him; as if all the patrons were about to turn around and give him a disdainful look, a look that said, "We know what you're here for." It was a weekday morning, yet the place was packed for some reason. Quickening his step, he scanned the room in the desperate hope tha...
Author's Note: Sorry about the delay—hopefully Chapter 3 will be out sooner. Be advised that this chapter, while similar to Chapter 1 with its elements of mind control and voyeurism, deals mainly with group activity, including both hetero- and homosexual action. If you haven't read Chapter 1, you really should read that first. This one's a bit longer, but st...
It was a bright yet chill October morning that Shelley Balboni dropped her daughter off at school. Her eight year old daughter, Barbara, balanced her new leaf collection delicately on her lap as the line of cars waddled sporadically forward as they discharged their precious cargoes. The radio susurrated a stream of traffic reports and ballads as Shelley trie...
It was Thursday afternoon, and Cilla had decided to leave work early. Patrick was picking her up to take her car shopping. Cilla had been seeing Adam for two months, during which time she had found a place of her own. As she walked down the front steps, pulling her knapsack behind her, she thought about the conversation she had had earlier with Maureen over...