Ok, here it is folks. I finally finished this saga. Hopefully I have filled in some of the holes from the first story. This is a work of fiction. A lot of things in life happen for no apparent reason. Was it really our choice or mere happenstance? The definitive question I must ask is 'Will it matter a hundred years from now when we are dead?' Usually the an...
1590 Very few things in the world had the power to frighten Electra. Her master's wrath happened to be one of them. And even that was usually only enough to make her take a step back and bow her head. Right now she shrunk down to the floor, positively cowering. Dracula's shadow aura was practically causing the whole keep to tremble with his rage. "Dost thou...
Authors note:- This is the next chapter in the Poor Becca series. I strongly suggest you read all previous chapters before reading this, or you will not understand the plot or characters. * My pussy tingled as I stood in front of my victim as my first time as a dominatrix. I was dressed up and ready for action. I thought back over the day's events that had...
All characters are 18 years or older. BANG! BANG! BANG! John made his way downstairs to open the front door for his roommate, Phil, who was weighed down with a large beer keg, and a number of Halloween decorations he had picked up while he was out. The plastic skulls with twisty straws were a nice touch, but they didn't compare to the set-up John had been...
Chapter 4 Calm Before the Storm The slave was in serious pain by now. Hours had gone by and her muscles were aching. Her legs were no longer able to stand her on her toes; resulting in her shoulders being pulled mercilessly by the suspension. Time had little meaning beyond her having been bound like this for longer than she could ever remember before. Part...
WELCOME TO DETROIT There are fifty shades of gray in the Motor City. And all their names are Death. It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. OK, forget about the "best" part. That was when the Huron, Ojibway and the Chippewa still roamed the Lakes, long before Whitey came and the frogs renamed the Indians' Tsychsarondia River "Detroit," which e...
~~Jack~~ "Guys, guys! We need to stick around and figure out all we can." He tried to get out of their grip, but it wasn't going to happen. Fiona had a good grip for a small girl, and Damien had fifty years of his second life in seniority. Struggling was pointless, but he wasn't about to throw this opportunity away. Sandbagging was the best option he had, s...
Author's Note: This one is D/s and Mf/f. While some of my other stories were more about sadism, this one is more for the domination aspect. It's also a romance. Morgan My wife and I almost had the perfect relationship. To give you the idea, I first met Trish when we were in high school together and we were both already balls deep into the fringe edges of t...
Freebird! Eddie Nesbit could not carry a tune under the best of circumstances but with only the uncaring wind to hear him bellow, emulating Ronnie Van Zant was not the hardest task. Above the hearty drone of the 351 Ford motor pushing him up the mighty Mississippi in an old Ski Nautique, Eddie and the late Van Zant sang their hearts out in praise of the als...
This is the final chapter of this story and it should bring the tale of James, Myra, John and Joel to an end. It might have felt wordy to some but I didn't rush it and let it tell its tale at its own speed. It is not for everyone, and that's ok. Some people like Vanilla, others Chocolate, and still others prefer New York Super Fudge Chunk. The resolution o...