Chapter 2 (When the boys met the girls....fun and games!) 7pm - Gala Dinner Upstairs Suite Well, it was nearly 7pm. All the girls had returned about half an hour ago – suitably 'dressed', for a glass of wine or two (to boost our courage)...I sat there just looking around. We'd excelled ourselves I think! I loved my own outfit – Loved the feeling of silk...
Kate and Anne stood looking at the poster and waiting for the stewardess to call their section. As art students taking a month to tour Europe the poster fascinated them. It was a collage of several of the countries they would visit, but it was such a tasteless collection of clichés that they couldn't help but disparage it. "Who did you say this guy is?" Kat...
(C) 2007 Rachel Gumm. You may freely distribute this story digitally, but only in full, crediting me as the author. Please send feedback to me through the link below - it makes writing these worthwhile. Kelly pressed a button on the remote control. The carousel slide projector clicked and whirred as it spun around, dropping the next slide into position. H...
At 6:15 I woke up to my alarm blaring the tone I had become conditioned to hate. My aggravation towards the sound that disrupts my sleep every morning was soon pushed to the back of my mind as I came to my senses. I had only stayed the night in my cock cage a handful of times before, so my skin was painfully tender from being pushed against the steel all nig...
Michelle called me about six, letting me know they were in Las Vegas on their way to the hotel. She said Shaun's reservations were at the Paris Las Vegas. An hour later she sent me some pictures of their room: big, round oversized bed with a canopy cover and frills everywhere. It had a two person raised spa, set where they could enjoy the outdoor scenery, wh...
He'd left it too late. His muscles burned like they'd melt the skin from his bones. Ash braced his palm against the rough brick of the shop front. That would teach him to push his body to resist its instincts. Sweat beaded his face; he gave a swift glance to check that nobody was around to witness his weakness. The street was deserted; it was the wrong end o...
Even the next day, Rachael could not get over the fact that she had been strapped and strapped, most vigorousy on her tender, bare buns. More surprising, she found she enjoyed the naughty experience both in the weilding and the receiving of that narrow, leather strap. She had never known such excitement and exuded so much moisture in her loins as when The Go...
Author's Notes: Gang Aft Agley is a work of fiction, no characters or situations have any basis in known persons. The story continues the theme I generally use, that of a happily married couple wherein the wife attempts to add a lover to the family mix. In this story the couple has a girl child. Let me be very clear, the child is not involved in any way in a...
The rhythmic creaking of the chilled leather saddle nearly wooed me into a trance. The never-ending night of the 'Wild West' was so unlike the great cities of the East. New York and Boston and Chicago were so congested with the ebb and flow of humanity. Here one could be alone with one's thoughts and not be distracted with the lights that lit those great cos...
Allison Walker arrived in Boston from San Francisco with her parents for her great grandfather's funeral. Her family was the old man's only living relatives. After the funeral, Allison's father flew back home. An attorney, he had an important case scheduled to begin the next day. Allison insisted on staying with her mother to help go through her great grand...