The deadline was next week. Alex needed a reasonably good first draft into the committee by then or his tenure would definitely be in jeopardy. His academic career depended upon pulling this off and he wasn't sure it was possible. The scholarly work is solid. I'm sure of that, he thought. What is missing is proof that the ancient cults have relevance in tod...
Author's Note: This is a sequel series to Amy, Captured. For the full experience, please read through that one first. Hello, readers! Sorry it's been so long between drinks, here! I've been working on my Halloween story... among other things. The release schedule will be much tighter from this point onward, I promise. Anyway, many thanks to LogicalDreamer a...
*Wakefulness is a race we cannot not win; Sleep is remorseless as all salvation should be* (Once more, to Frontma for coming through for me) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) I woke up to every heterosexual teenage boy's second favorite dr...
Preface This is the final instalment in this series. It brings me almost up to date and free to let my imagination run wild by writing the fiction of my other series! I will update if I experience any more real life sub occurrences worthy of sharing, I hope I do! Since my latest encounter with Kirsty and the builders, things went a little quiet and I did...
PART 1: A New Hope *** Pen in hand, I sat down again. I wanted to keep moving. My cheeks itched just a bit where the tears had dried. The rumpled napkin was still sitting on the table just where I'd left it. "That's all right. Happens to everyone. Just two more. Right here, and right here." Quickly, I scribbled where the man told me. Then with a sigh, I...
(This, dear reader, is Jack, a man become bitter, cynical, broken by disappointment, hurts, and disillusionment, about to be disposed of by life. A man in need of repair. Can a toy workshop on a street of repair shops repair even broken hearts, broken dreams, broken people?) * Jack sat in his pickup truck in the factory parking lot staring vacantly out th...
PROLOGUE The following series of events follows directly on from my 'Staid Wife' and 'Corporate Fuck Toy' series and can be read in conjunction with them or as standalone tale, the choice is entirely yours. A very brief synopsis is that my husband Paul and I have tired of our vanilla marriage and have decided to explore a Dom/Sub relationship where he is...
Homage homage (noun) — a expression of honor, respect or reverence for a person; an artistic or literary work imitating or in tribute to another "She felt the way you do at night, deep in a dream you have dreamt before and is beginning again; certain that the dream exists, and certain that it will end; wanting it to end because you're afraid you will not b...
This is a Summer Lovin' contest story. Please vote. * Stephen's love of his life is his sister's best friend, Summer, a woman eight years older than him. Summer, I'm in love with Summer, my sister Christine's best friend and I don't know what to do about it. Love at first sight, it all started the first time I saw Summer in the summer of 1968. She was in...
My name is Kahlan and I have just finished my 2nd year of University. Just one year to go now. I am on the Art and Design course with my four friends Wren, Allison, Jesse, and Megan. To celebrate us all passing this year and moving onto our final year we decided we needed to have a little holiday. We planned this trip months ahead of time, mostly to procra...