"What the Hell? What is going on with this electricity bill?" I yelled. My wife Sophie just got in the door and handed me the mail and went into the kitchen to start dinner. Jake my eighteen year old son was playing video games in the living room. They were both ignoring me. A couple of years ago an electric bill wouldn't even register as a topic worth discu...
Author's note: While writing my new sequel 'Housecat', I read through one of my oldest stories 'Splashdown' in order to refresh my memory concerning the events and characters. In doing so, I realized that I had learned enough to make some significant improvements to the grammar and punctuation, and so I decided to re-edit the story to bring it up to speed. T...
I wanted to take this opportunity to thank the many people who have read my stories and have commented on them. Most of the comments were very positive and a few weren't so positive. All I can say is that it's hard to satisfy everybody. I have received consistently high rankings and for that I'm grateful. This story is the sixth of the Jane and Tony storie...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. The story, all names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in this story are completely fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, services, or products is intended or should be inferred. Any similarity with real names is only coincidental. This story is inten...
It began over the years, I have had a few close friends and my wife ask how I got involved in BDSM. Since I was a small boy, age 4 or so, I had fantasies of women bound, with their bare asses revealed to me. I think it might have been from some classic art book I had been exposed to that I don't remember, but that vision has remained clear to this day. The w...
Chapter 1 Some days are better than others. Today was NOT one of those days. Today, Friday, was so far, one of the worst I had had for a long time. A cunt of a day to be precise! I had had a fight with my new friend Bob (over nothing - my fault, not his, and I longed to talk to him to apologize), and I now found myself in a terrible traffic-jam, over an h...
This fantasy story is based very loosely on the comic "Sophie's Curious Perversions" by Von Gotha. That story took place in 1958 London. This one takes place in 2002, in Portland, Oregon. Chapter 1: Sophie's 18th Birthday Hi. I'm Sophie Anderson. I live in Portland, Oregon and I am a senior at Pacific Academy. It's a private school. One of those where we a...
The following material is sexually explicit erotica. If you are offended by hard-core pornography close this file. Part 4 Once back in Brussels we continued, in a much more seriously detailed manner, the conversation we had started during our week-end away - whether to combine our lives in a more practical fashion, and if so in which of our two separate...
Wednesdays were always boring for Holly, and this one was worse than most. Her usual trade didn't hit the streets until the end of the week when they got paid, or until the welfare checks came. This wasn't the week for the welfare checks. It was cold, and there was a light mist falling that promised to turn into snow very soon. She could move up a few blocks...
Chapter 1 Bill Phillips leaned back against the headboard of the bed as he looked at the item that had led to the painful situation he now found himself in. It was so simple, and still very common, although not as common as they had once been. Not quite 3 inches wide by 2 inches high, and if you looked at it from the side it appeared to be in the shape of a...