There's a lot I simply can't remember that happened in the following few days we were stranded in Rock Hill. My attention was almost entirely focused on my overwhelming sense of grief. I was completely disconnected from the many events swirling around me. I guess I was hoping that Crystal might still be alive and would magically appear from somewhere. And wh...
Stitches awoke to find herself surrounded by darkness, with her arms fastened at the wrists to the wall behind her. As she became aware, she realised that the cuffs attaching her to the wall were all that held her up. That, and she was completely naked. So, she was here again. She thought back, trying to figure out how she had got here. The last thing she...
1986 -Descending Into Darkness The year began well enough. I became a full partner in the practice. In May, Leah and I went down to the city (Manhattan). A Museum of Sex was opening in midtown. To help launch it, the Guggenheim had a special exhibit of feminine undergarments from medieval times to the present. It was a mind-blowing exhibit. I was most fasci...
Author's Note: No sex in this part either. Kate, after all, is still a very proper lady and she is not 'easy.'. The plot at this point is still about seduction. As the saying goes, "patience is a virtue." And "all things come to he who waits" for the rest of the story. Day 2 A Drive Through the Mountains I went to sleep with a boner and woke up with a wood...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Also, if male bisexuality offends you, hit your backspace key now. ***** Murphy Margot received the phone call from Glen, his step-father, a drunken, angry and sobbing phone call. Numbly he heard that his mother had been killed at work. His mother and...
VOYAGER UNCENSORED # 6: "24/Seven", Part II My name is toilet. The girl named Sabine d'Aucourt is no more. This is the story of how I came to be the ultimate human toilet for my Mistress, Seven of Nine... ***** Diary of a toilet Month 1 "My New Identity" ***** Despite Seven's instructions, I found that I could not suddenly give up eating real food and...
Steven Ennis unwrapped the present and looked dubiously at a small rock tablet about the size of his hand. "What is it?" he asked. The tablet was a roughly square piece of obsidian stone. Carved into one side was a crude depiction of a ferocious female demon. Bat wings sprouted from her back and a tail was coiled around her right leg. She was naked and had...
I rolled over in bed and groaned. My head throbbed, and pounded. Hangovers are the worst, I need to stop drinking with my friends. I rolled onto my back and rubbed my eyes. I lay there staring at the ceiling trying to remember what happened last night. My head hurt something terrible. I blinked and sat up a bit. I looked around and couldn't recognize my su...
'Now, he's cute,' murmured Fiona as a tight-assed twenty-something guy sauntered past them to join the crowd at the bar. 'Far too young,' admonished Lizzie, shaking her head in despair at her best friend. 'Well, I wouldn't kick him out of bed for farting,' sighed Fiona, momentarily lost in a pleasurable daydream. 'Yeah, but then you're a desperate thirt...
Chapter 8 The Second Storyteller Seven days later I arrived in Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania. The next morning I made three phone calls before confirming that a gentleman by the name of Burr actually did reside at the Middlebury Home of the Aged and that afternoon, just a few minutes before five, I found myself at the reception desk stating my case; a few shor...