A novel by Christopher Scott Wagoner - "Damn you," Steve said, squinting his eyes to slits "you don't belong here. I'm going to to get rid of you, no matter how much it hurts." His fingers closed on the strand of wet, slippery gray hair. He yanked his arm downward but the pale invader's coat of moisture proved too much for his grip. Cursing, he tried seve...
Copyright 2020, All Rights Reserved Prologue In the forty-second year after the second Fall of Man, the first of the great contests was held. Born of necessity to a world only a fragment of its former self, it was a desperate ploy to stop the continuing unnamed conflicts by the man who would become the first new king. Despite being born after the fall, Ger...
THE LAST THING I NEED IS ANOTHER INTERN "You've gotta be kidding me. No! I put up with that for four months last year." My voice was somewhat stern, almost belligerent as the words spilled out of my mouth. Without even realizing it, I had slammed my hand down on the top of the desk. It's not the way most people would talk to their direct report on the job s...
PROLOGUE I was 18 when I had my first real taste of what it was like to be a submissive. Before then, I had experimented, mostly on my own, trying out little things here and there and experimenting some when I masturbated. I'd get my boyfriend to tie my wrists to the bedpost and spank me, but I could tell his heart was never really into it and I wanted more...
A Somewhat Less Than Divine Comedy Driftwood: A Prelude to the Evening 'Let me to take you down -- 'Cause I'm going to strawberry fields' Lennon/McCartney Rogues Bay, Tortola, BVI Today There were a few low clouds scudding over the far horizon, yet all-in-all the day's weather was looking good -- better than good, really, especially for the time of...
Murder on the Mainline, another Mike Claymore Mystery: Florence A novel by: Dave Horton Copywrite: 2000 CHAPTER ONE 1st TUESDAY It's a cold grind as Mike pulls away through the stoplights in Revelstoke and starts the climb towards Golden. He isn't in the best of moods this trip. He misses a gear and curses, glaring at a tan Cadillac with Oregon plates...
Chapter 1 Vaseline-Baby Fresh Scent. For jerking off, this stuff was like American Express to me. "DON'T LEAVE HOME WITHOUT IT!" I was sitting in front of my computer reading some adult stories on the web, and just as I opened the jar in front of me to start polishing up my knob, the phone rang. "Hello." "Hey Jeff, I need you to do me a favor this weekend...
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Copyright 2018 by Zeta All rights reserved This story may be freely distributed in electronic form but must include this copyright. Sissy School is a work for pure fiction and all locales, names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or living persons is entirely coincide...
Note: This is NOT a new story. I have broken up the story previously published as "My Niece and I Go on Vacation" into two parts. This is the first part, prior to the vacation actually starting. * As I left my brother's place, pressed on the accelerator and headed back towards my own place, I pulled out my cell phone and called Tanya's number. She answered...