The seven bums sat around the blazing garbage can of fire across the street from Heather and LeAnn in the alley that was the world and life. Their dirty, beaten and depressed faces were illuminated in the glow of the fire. The bums attention laid heavily on the shining stars high above, their heads were cocked up and their eyes gleamed at the stars glued to...
With one last tug, I finish tying the knot in the rope which binds your hands behind your back. I then pull the black velvet hood over your head and tighten the drawstring around your neck. As the material is thick, no light comes in, leaving you totally in the dark. "Master I am afraid." "Yes, as well you should be my little girl. But be quiet now. I wi...
I sat on my haunches beside her favorite chair. The room was quite dark, except for the sliver of light streaming through the almost closed curtain. I have been waiting like this for over an hour. Sitting. Waiting. Anticipating her arrival. She promised me a gift if I did everything to her satisfaction. Like a child in a candy store, my mind filled with a th...
Have you figured it out yet? Have you figured out which of your little insecurities is the one that drives you to submit? You've spent hours on the internet reading stories about dominating women bending weak men to their will. You should surely have some idea about submission and why you want it. Have you noticed the way the men give themselves to their Mi...
Heidi called the police before she went to work the next morning. "It happened again," she told the same officer she'd talked to the day before. "He...he called again." "OK, ma'am," the officer said. "Look, here's what you do. Call the phone company and ask them to put a trap on your line. It will probably cost you a few bucks, but it will allow us to catch...
Noel Fatale sat in her office, waiting patiently like a spider within a beautifully crafted web. She reclined in her plush chair, sinking comfortably into the soft leather, reveling in the scent of the leather mixed with her intoxicating perfume. Noel knew she had all the time in the world, and that her traps and clues would lead her prey right to her. She d...
Fire and Ice 4. The Final Act. Scott Graham, codenamed Mythril, escaped Generation 6.1, prodigy in cryogenic telepathic manipulation, beloved of Ember and rather muscular lord of ice frowned at Kendra Jackson-Graham, codenamed Ember, renegade Generation 6.1, extremely powerful and volatile pyrokinetic, beloved of Mythril and rather sensually mindblowing mis...
Josie made her way up the stony drive, the birds sang and the sun slanted through the trees. As she approached, her eyes were drawn to the top floor of the house. Its blinds were drawn for privacy, she felt a thrill deep in her stomach at the thought of the domination, punishment and pleasure she could experience there. What went on in that room filled her w...
"I have a surprise for you tonight," he says, while crunching the lettuce in his salad, a dot of ranch dressing clinging to the edge of his bottom lip. We're sitting across from one another at the dinner table and I watch the little white blob as it dances up and down as he speaks, wondering if I should tell him it's there, or just lean over and kiss it off...
Dear Shoeblossom: Miguel awaits me, as he and his assistants prepare the cocaine with baking soda. Mig gives orders mostly, and the fellows chop and mix the drugs, and suddenly, there I am in my snug little Hello Kitty top and cargo pants. I've been out shopping with Miguel's Platinum Visa, and I grin at him loopily. "Remy, honey how are you?" Mig smil...