This is not a stand alone story. In order for it to make sense you have to read Dilemma. It ends at exactly the same place that Dilemma ends. If you don't like unresolved stories you might want to pass on this one. It contains no sex. * Because I glanced at the clock, I know that I'd lived 12,656,620 minutes when it happened. Don't you think it should tak...
Wife and Homemaker Several days passed as Julia continued reordering her marriage, furthering the domination and control over her submissive, his old life fading into the past as she shaped and redefined him to her liking. For Julia, it had become surprisingly easy and natural to treat him with increasing disdain and cruelty with everything she did to him....
The alarm went off only briefly as Lisa's hand swung quickly to silence it. She took a deep breath and, on the exhale, lifted herself to a sitting position. Next to her in the bed was her husband, Craig. She looked at him in the dark for a moment. They had sex just a few hours ago and she was still angry. As usual, it ended quickly with him pulling out and...
Well guys here is chapter 7. I'm working on making longer chapters but still posting in a timely manner. I know I hate waiting for the new chapters to be released because the wait is agony. I hope you like it there is a lot of action that I hope will keep you engaged. Please vote and comment I read them all sometimes more than once (wink). They fuel me to wr...
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The tremendous fucking that Tyree had given Bridget fundamentally changed her outlook on her life and beliefs. As she sat at her desk a few days after her tryst at Tyree's home, she reminisced that her family had always taught her to fear and degrade black people, black men in particular. She had blindly accepted their proclamations as truth and had spent he...
Sleep was also the only place George could have any peace—with the help of several martinis. And even though Donna still appeared in his dreams, at least in this version, she was being faithful to him. She came to him in the darkness of his bedroom, silhouetted by light from somewhere down the hall, in total naked splendor. Slowly, she walked toward the bed...
My name is Rosalind, "Roz." Tears are slowly rolling down my cheek as I stand on the tarmac at the airfield. A big military transport has just landed and it is bringing my husband, Jeff, and his unit home from a year long deployment in an overseas combat zone. This should be a moment of happiness and the tears should be those of joy. But that's not the cas...
Monday started off like every other Monday with the weekly staff meeting that everyone dreaded. Although it was intended provide an update to the director and the action officers, it ended up being a major bore-fest. Most of the briefers were not great public speakers and had no sense of humor, speaking in monotones and droning on for way too long, trying to...
Chapter 7 – Recovery {AUTHOR'S NOTE: - Apologies to my few ardent fans about the delay in publishing Chapter 7 of Emma's Saga. Blame holidays, pressure of work, lack of time for research, and writer's block – in no particular order. Emma doesn't get fucked a lot in the next few chapters, but I'm still developing some important characters. Chapters 8 to 11 f...