"Fucking tree hugger! Get out of the way!" I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the gruff voices of the loggers, wondering whether maybe I was in too deep this time. Here I was in the middle of a national forest, bound with rope to an ancient redwood, faced with a horde of pissed-off, chainsaw-wielding lumberjacks, and abandoned by my fellow chickenshit env...
It was a sad couple visiting Dr.Malchamus at the Neuropsychiatric Penile Institute. "It's just no fun making love to him" Anastasia said. "I am so sick of his premature ejaculations." Moby looked pained. How could this doctor cure what had been a lifelong problem? He was a wealthy sculptor from a famous literary family (he'd been named for a character in...
Author's Note: The story below is 100% real. This series is intended to document my journey into submission at the direction of Miss Gia. All participants and activities described below are real. Much of the writing involves the psychological aspects of submission from the perspective of the sub, not just the physical interaction. If you are looking for an u...
It seemed impossible, so I had to do some research to see if a 28 inch cock really existed. And how on earth would Chris ever manage to suck it all the way down to the base? If he could do this, on stage in front of a live audience, he would have succeeded in giving the greatest blowjob in history! And his fame among horny pervy women the world over would be...
He is near me. I know this as well as I know my own name. He may not be in the room with me, but I know that He is near. He can hear everything that I say and knows everything I do, even something as insignificant as taking a breath, He hears me. How long have I been here? I don't know. Hours? Days? Minutes? I don't know...it seems like it has been fore...
He knew the best place to find them was in the dark music clubs. The coffee houses that stayed open all night. In every city there were at least two. It was their weakness, the loneliness. They need to congregate & gather. In every case he had found a dozen, cutting them out of their crowd of followers and copycats. Following them in the breaking dawn to th...
Lucia clutched her vintage plaid-print Thermos. She wanted desperately to take a swig of the peppermint-schnapps-laced hot chocolate within it to fortify herself against the cold outside the truck, but instead she watched the scenery pass by the window as her fiancé, Dean, drove down the rural highway. Hell, she needed to fortify herself against the guy sit...
The Preparation Friday, the 8th When I got home, I immediately went to bed. After a most memorable night, I was tired and needed some rest. Sleeping till noon, I got up, grabbed my golf clubs and headed for the club. Maybe a little exercise would take out some of the soreness. When I got to the club, I grabbed a quick sandwich and a beer then went out an...
Although it will be a lengthy read by now I really do recommend you start this saga from the beginning. My dearest Chantal was up and about nice and early on Friday, her now hectic life was not tiring her at all. Just a couple of months ago she was an innocent housewife back in England who had only had vanilla sex with her husband. In this short time she h...
Lying in Robbie's arms after a marathon sex session Gemma wondered whether to ask her lover if he would help do the gardening she needed. Though it was her garage under assault, the plant actually was here next door here on Mr Matthews property and she wanted it sorted. Creepers had already invaded inside, so this morning she'd taken a saw and 'pruned' the s...