Thanks again for the likes, ratings and comments. Next chapter is pulling on me pretty hard, so barring RL disasters, should be soon. Things are going to get a bit less fluffy, looking forward to seeing what these two are made of. The next day wagons were packed, supplies distributed, and before noon a quarter of the town was on the West road headed for t...
Was it rape? Copyright JohnnyMax 2012 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I think she's cheating. Odd signs, but regular ones. She put my favorite satin sheets on the bed one Friday morning with a promise that we'd enjoy them over the weekend but when I got home they were in the dryer as "she'd spilt something on them". Silly little things that made me wo...
Just as Cadee came back from the bathroom, she saw the end of the fight, in the most dramatic way. The big shot from the first fight had an arm-bar on the grappler and the grappler refused to give. Just as Cadee got back to her seat, the grappler's trapped arm broke with an audible POP. The entire audience winced in sympathy, then some of the sadists in the...
"Jackman, you're in X-ray thirty-one tonight," Sergeant Dawson said at roll call. "We're short-handed again, so you'll have to do guard duty in front of the Tate place on Johnson by yourself. Dumont, you'll be alone in Lincoln twenty-five. Think you can handle the sector by yourself, Lex?" "I'm not sure I'll be able to stay awake if I'm riding alone, Sarge,...
This story is based on reality with a few twists to add spice and juice it up. It contains bondage, Domination, submission, spanking, oral and penetrative sex, mind games, abuse, non-consensual sex, redemption and healing. Nothing loath, my dear readers, but some elements may be beyond what some consider BDSM, and if you do feel this exceeds the boundaries,...
Author's Note: Sorry guys my time off took a little longer than planned, honestly I spent a lot of my time drinking and having a good ole time until I took off from Houston and wrecked my bike. Hence the inspiration of the title to this next series. Nothing serious, not a lot of damage done to the bike thankfully; however I did spend a few days in the hospit...
Joseph Moretti stood in the lunch line, taking one of the hard plastic trays. He looked at the meal the lunch ladies had served. "Damn," he muttered under his breath, as he took a spoonful of corn and putting it on the tray. He finished getting his lunch, and sat his tray down at the round table where he sat with his friends. He went to the vending machin...
Author's Note: Here is the last installment into this part of the story, this one took a little long to come out as I had to make some corrections and take some details out to better accommodate the publishing standards of the website. Like I stated in the previous chapters, a lot of what I write about did in fact happen, save for a few name changes and a fe...
In just a little over two years in the US Air Force, I was heading to war. We had been waiting in the mobility center for 5 hours listening to dry boring briefings, awaiting our transportation. Finally, our bus arrived and we grabbed our 'bail out bags' and got onto the bus that would take us to the flight line. Ten minutes later we rolled up under the win...
CHAPTER 2 I had been driving for about 3 days when the weather really turned nasty with a lot of thunder and many close lightning strikes. Thank God I was almost home. I had just turned north out of Hill City toward the old ghost town of Silver City on Highway 385 when a particularly bright flash lit up the front of my truck, causing me to swerve off the ro...