Chapter 7: The Early Stages of a Power Exchange ~~~~~~~~ Alexandra and Jamison have more than survived their time together. They actually enjoyed the majority of it and their relationship appears to be flourishing. Their twenty-four hour agreement has come to an end. Over that short period of time Alexandra has experienced and learned things she never ev...
I was a little surprised by a few things other than Mitchell showing up at Adam's place, and they looked to be good things. Abaddon, my moody and serious Master at Arms, was openly playful and showing affection for Meghan, who was like a niece to me. They couldn't go more than a few seconds without being in contact with each other. Now that they had confesse...
Jamie watched her from the far side of the vegetable aisle, risking the occasional glance from behind the safety of the beefsteak tomatoes. Long, skinny fingers – devoid of rings of any kind - handled ripe cantaloupes, squeezing them and testing them for ripeness. Her eyes were hidden behind oversized sunglasses, the kind one would only see on supermodels an...
Chapter 27—Media Circus II Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: I said earlier, Aunt Jo used to be punk/goth/grunge, or whatever you call it. Considering what she wears now, it is a bit hard to believe, but I've seen pictures and handled the Army boots. The gown she wore to the wedding ball seems to draw the line between before and after. Mom wanted Aunt Jo...
This is the third part of a trilogy by three different authors. If you haven't read Torn by patricia51 and A Typical Day by Chagrined this won't mean much to you. They are both worth the read. Consider these two stories as the prolog. * While we attend church regularly, I'll admit to not being a praying man, but I prayed laying in bed that night. "God, he...
Author's note: This story is based on a report my wife claims to have seen on one of those "weird news" websites. I don't know if it really happened, since I didn't see it myself, but I'll take her word for it that it did happen. ------ Nancy DiMarco lay back on the bed naked, trying to regain her wits, trying without success to push their hands and faces...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. I do my best with spell an...
I stood outside the house, trying to keep my eyes on it and not all the people looking at me. I was shivering all over, numb in parts of my body, more from anxiety than the cold. All this and I was wearing a sweater, jeans, socks, boots, a heavy black coat, and a scarf. I could only guess how much colder I was about to get. Ever since agreeing to play the...
Another tale of the "wild west" and the characters that lived in that exciting time. Life was simpler then; a time of stark contrast, a world of black and white. But there were a few gray areas. This is a story of one of the men who lived in that world between black and white, between good and bad, and between the law and the outlaw. Constructive comments...
Candy spent a long day at the office after returning from a much-needed vacation with her best friend and neighbor Tina. The hectic pace of dealing with the backlog of work that built up for her, managed to distract her from reliving the best vacation of her life. She had been in her office for 10 hours and was planning at least two more hours before calling...