Dr. Thomas Pincher had everything a man could ever want. Independently wealthy, his family had made millions in the stock market back in the 80s, and it was upon this considerable trust fund that he lived quite comfortably. With no interest in the family business, he had pursued academics as a career as that was truly his passion. His father had the business...
Thanks to you all for your kind words, but especially to my friends in: Anonymous, Arizona, Galway, Glasgow, the Hebrides, and Ontario. In strict alphabetical order. For new readers, you might find it would help if you read Chapter 1 first. All comments, public or private, most welcome. I've a thick enough skin to take criticism. * She didn't call that af...
In Places on the Run II We left Munich on the E45 towards Rosenheim, bound for Salzburg – and though Austria wasn't all that far away this short ride would give Sam and I time to get used to European roadways – not to mention the riding habits of the fifteen other riders in our group. Most were Brits as it turned out, though there were a handful of America...
This story is based on "The Vampire Lestat" (1985). the second book in Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles series, and it is a retelling of the relationship between Lestat and his mother, Gabrielle de Lioncourt, delving further into themes of femdom, incest, vampire domination and submission, foot worship, cunnilingus, erotic blood drinking as well as mind contro...
Miss Kerry Jensen had been teaching history at Ashville Senior High for well over a year. Well loved, respected and renown throughout school, the whole issue about her being an out-of-towner had long been forgotten. She was no longer considered an outsider among the locals. She was now one of them, a true blue resident of their lovely and somewhat peaceful s...
"Here she is mistress," announced the white rabbit. "What's the meaning of this? You're ten minutes late." "I'm sorry mistress." "Do you think I've got time to wait around for my slaves?" "No, of course not, I'm really sorry mistress." "Sorry is not good enough. You know what happens to slaves who are late, don't you?" "Yes mistress." "Well, what?" "...
I was lying in bed, wide awake. I had tossed and turned all night. Finally, I went downstairs to get a glass of water. Maybe if I quenched my thirst I could sleep better. I downed two glasses of water and left the empty glass by the sink for the morning. Then, I went back upstairs and curled up underneath the covers. I closed my eyes to go to sleep. There...
Sarah had never left the walled city. She had just turned 18 years of age. But now was no time to leave the city. Invaders had arrived once again. They were outside the fort, a thousand or so. They had failed to breach the city several times before. But this time they were angry and more in number. The city had a well and food stocks as well as sheep, goat...
California... Anaheim... Disneyland And suddenly, the loudspeakers all over the park announced, "Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the Dayton Hillbilly Marching Band from Dayton Ridge, Texas." A momentary hush fell over the crowds, until from beyond the Matterhorn came the sound of drums and then the sound of horns, cymbals and washboards as the band pla...
It was a comment from a stranger in a BDSM chatroom that started the whole thing. She'd been lurking in chatrooms for months now, drawn to the lurid discussions of acts straight out of her fantasies. She never spoke up herself, though, still not really believing that there were so many others "like" her. With each passing day she became more impatient wit...