Brennan Mulwray was out there on the prowl. He was a tall young man with black hair and pale brown eyes. A very handsome man. He looked regal in his black silk shirt, black jeans and boots. He looked like an ordinary man but he was not. He was a mutant. One of those genetically altered human beings with special abilities. In the case of Brennan, the mutant a...
Work clothes I look around the room in amazement. It is very well appointed, beautiful, feminine. Lovely colorful antique furniture, flowers in vases everywhere, velvet draperies, marble statues... it's gorgeous, elegant. The scent of lilac wafts through the room. Love songs play on a stereo softly in the background. I expected dark mahogany or dreary gray...
Note to the reader: As with all of my stories, Sandra is a real person. I wrote this at her request, and for her fantasy. If you like her story, please post a comment. She just might contact you. -- My Little Slut Sandra. Submissive slut slave craves abuse. Sandra is a slut. To be more accurate, Sandra is my slut. She is not your normal slut. She is a...
I remember that the elevator was playing Christmas Music as I rode the ten floors to the lobby. Everyone seemed to be in a festive mood except me. I was thinking that I probably should have taken the window to the ground. It would have been more scenic and solved each and every one of my problems. Being unemployed at Christmas is a bitch, but being self emp...
I realized as I slammed the door that that if she was really a ghost that wasn’t going to slow her down a lot. “Damn!” I swore as she came through it. I turned and began hoofing it down the corridor. I really wasn’t sure what I could do but keeping away from her seemed like a good idea. Let me tell you how it all started. I was going to school at I.T.T....
I put the finishing touches on my costume for the evening, and glanced at myself in the mirror. Arg! This was possibly the scariest Halloween costume anyone had ever dreamed of! I was dressed all in black; leather mini-skirt, lace-trimmed bra, fishnet stockings (complete with garters), and leather biker's jacket. Braided pig-tails tied high on my head, heavy...
My life was a mess. I am a flight attendant for "Conus Airlines", an airline that flies within the continental United States. I had a rigorous schedule and I was overly tired and very stressed. I needed time off to rest and gather my thoughts. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of three years and needed to start a new life for myself without Jack. I dec...
I was sitting at my desk, staring at the photo of Nicole Scherzinger on the cover wearing that black leather skirt, and remembering what happened after I got that photo, when my phone rang. "John Libby." "Hi John, this is Cynthia Williams at the Assignment Editor's desk. How are you?" At the sound of that husky yet smooth ebony voice, I shifted in my seat...
I watched you casually make your way up the porch steps, my eyes feasting on each ripple of muscle that I could make out as you moved closer to the front door. Taking a deep breath, I waited for the bell to ring and when it did my stomach lurched. I rolled my eyes at my reaction. My hands smoothed down the red silk blouse I wore. My fingers brushed over my b...
I waited until I was sure my Mistress had gone before cautiously raising my head from the ground to look about me. As I knelt upright, I winced. My left buttock ached sharply where she had sunk her teeth. The afternoon was starting to turn towards night. The air was cooler on my bare skin. I shivered and stood. Entering my Mistress's hut, I had first to wai...