Chapter 9 (her) What was wrong with me? I thought to myself. Plopping down hard on the bed, I ate the breakfast, because I was starving but disinterested. I couldn't believe that I let this guy practically fuck me! I was angry. Yet, I was still very much energized because of the passion, the attraction, the amount of heat that rose so quickly. As I pushe...
I awake to the smell of fresh coffee, and bacon and eggs. I slowly open my eyes and for the first time I can see the beautiful hotel room and a breakfast that is all laid out on a table. The table is draped with an exquisite tablecloth the shade of roses with golden ribbed trim and on top of that is a feast of eggs, bacon, croissants, and fresh fruit; even a...
Dark Damsel will continue shortly, but for now, here's a new thread I hope you enjoy. Please note that this story is written not to glorify the acts presented within, but to place them in a context by which you may understand the actions of its characters. It contains graphic violence that may offend some readers. As always, I appreciate your feedback. - BD...
I have never been a great sleeper. I sleep lightly, waking up often unless I've been screwed into exhaustion. I was wide-awake at six a.m. As I came out of the bathroom, Carrie was still sleeping soundly. She looked so young and innocent. I had a passing thought. I could see myself being exposed on the evening news as the neighborhood dirty old man, lusting...
Absently, Nate traced the rim of his plastic punch cup, his fingers moving in tedious, endless circles. He glanced out onto the floor with not a little annoyance at the flashing strobe light and hip-hop beat that had sent the gymnasium into a gyrating frenzy. His senior prom was not living up to his expectations. A lot of the problem was timing. The school...
Connor unlocked the door to the basement and walked down the stairs, his way illuminated only by the flickering orange candle he held. As he got close to the bottom, the glow of his candle was joined by the glow of another. He stepped off the bottom step onto the floor, casting his gaze to the center of the room. Samantha kneeled there, nude, her long golde...
A Life Changing Experience, or, The Day I Met Vivian From the moment I met Vivian, I knew my life would never be the same. At 23, I was happy with my life. I owned, and ran a large, very popular fitness center and was making plans to open a second one in a nearby town. The center, along with a few well placed investments, gave me an annual income in the si...
Antalya raced to keep up with the baronessa with a much more confident step. She understood now how to hold her head up and straight, throwing her shoulders back with a regal air. Strutting naked through the corridor reminded her of the summer of her freshman college year. Her boyfriend at the time had driven them to secluded beach along Lake Michigan. After...
"Woman, the clothing. Remove it." Her shudder at his growl was the response Trel sought. A little apprehension would provided emotional distance and protect her in ways he couldn't. It wasn't much of a plan. Pray the Goddesses it would be enough. His gaze returned to the report-pad in his hand, maintaining the aloof attitude. Acutely nonhuman senses monito...
My mobile phone rang off and I glanced at the text message. I called my assistant and told her to clear off the rest of my afternoon. This is not an original story; I guess in most ways this kind never is. It started simply enough. My wife Yvonne and I had met another couple of similar age, temperament, interests, and we all hit it off really well. Jack an...