My dearest, my soul mate and lover: I am as proud of your professional accomplishments as I have been in mine. Through increased responsibilities at the office you have demonstrated repeatedly that you are an honorable, skilled man who thoughtfully works through each decision and challenge. The promotion you have been offered is a testament to your reliabi...
Ok people here we go again! This is a work of fiction forgive any basic errors. Constructive criticism is appreciated, feel free to leave any comment it doesn't mean I have to read it though. This space is where I usually make a funny comment that will only make me giggle to myself about either things that my imaginary readers can do or etc. I've elected to...
Jonas stared at the window, the rain hammering against the panes. It had been raining almost constantly for two weeks. At least it wasn't as bad as last week. The rain had been so heavy the week before that the dirt-track back down into Seven Lakes - a rustic town so stuck-in-the-past that they were still using horse and cart to get around - had been washed...
For my sleeping lover: Good morning, my love. When you wake and find this letter, my side of the bed will be cool to the touch. There will still be a dent on the pillow were this letter lays from where I have lain in bed at the early hours of the morning staring at your sleeping face and enjoying the feel of my thigh over yours. The mornings when I w...
Chapter 6: Mail Call Almost two weeks passed before any mail arrived at the work camp. The announcement came after supper when Arthur and his two students were in the middle of a lesson. This was both a pleasant surprise and a cause for apprehension. Even though he had written several letters to friends and family not one of them was mailed. It was somehow...
Kat read the letter yet again: "Kat, Here is your plane ticket. I know it is a long trip and I didn't want you to get bored so I thought it would be a good idea to send along some commands and some stories. The clothes that I sent along with the plane ticket are the ONLY things you will wear. Every hour I want you to read a story and masturbate to it. Do not...
I am sifting through my mail that I got today. I am lonely because I haven't had a date in weeks. Suddenly, a decorative envelope catches my eye. I notice a red border all around the envelope and the addresses are typed in bold. Funny, I have never heard of anyplace called Dreamland Dating Service. I have been a little desperate for a date lately, but do I w...
Thank you for the feedback and votes. :) ***** Tashka sat still on her horse staring across at the long line of red-clad Sietter soldiers ranged on the opposite hillside against the grey morning sky. A cold breeze riffled over her cropped hair and flapped in her banner beside her. She blinked. Her mind flipped quickly through her strategies. Yes, they ha...
Author's note: Though much of my work is completely fiction, based on fantasies of mine and/or friends of mine, some of it is partly non-fiction. That's the case with this story. While several details have been changed, I actually did fall deeply in love and lust with a bisexual minority BBW who was serving a 15-year prison sentence several hundred miles awa...
It had been days since Charles departed from our first encounter. Madame Wolfe, the proprietor of Company House, to which all we courtesans reside, entered my room. She was a curvy woman probably always has been and that's what made her a very successful courtesan. Success for a courtesan means how in demand you are. Myself, I had just finished bathing and...