It doesn't really get going in Pattaya until quite late in the evening. The wilder party goers usually spend their days at the beach relaxing and recuperating from the previous night's excesses. Then after eating a late dinner, with their batteries recharged they filter into the honky tonks and girlie bars around ten or eleven to begin the excitement again....
It all started out innocently. My wife, Alyssa, was fulfilling a fantasy of mine by becoming dominant over me. I'd shared with her my "fantasy" of her withholding sex, becoming dominant, and making me so sexually frustrated that I'd beg for sex, but I never imagined where I'd find myself a few months later. As I mentioned in my previous story, Alyssa had go...
Author's Note: I've tried to create a sandbox for some characters to act out a few ideas I had. Rather than create whole new worlds for each story, I've tried to create an environment where a whole bunch of stuff can happen. The rules of this sandbox borrow quite a bit from contemporary pop-science ideas, such as the Many Worlds ideas in cosmology. These s...
Helen clutched her chest in pain like she did for the past few hours. The pills and the drinks helped a bit to numb her senses, but whatever that 'customer' was doing to her breasts was driving her nuts. The night had been a disaster already, and the morning didn't fare much better. The most horrible experience had been when suddenly her hidden-away pillows...
Edited by Michael-Leonard * Prolog It was a beautiful warm sunny day in the Valley of the Sun, just perfect for a Sunday drive with the family. Mike Stevens sat behind the wheel of his vintage Mustang convertible. Beside him, his beautiful, eight month pregnant wife Jennifer, leaned back in the bucket seat; eyes closed absorbing the warmth from the late O...
Only here could you see the Abominable Snowman walking hand-in-hand with a Wood Nymph. Steve Batson, on the other hand, wore khaki pants, a button-down shirt, and a navy sport coat. As he strolled down the convention center hallway occasionally weaving through the clustered crowds that were milling about on the dark and geometrically-patterned hotel-grade ca...
Hi readers Here is the next chapter in the story. Sorry it has taken so long to be posted but I do this in my spare time and my hobbies and grandchildren take up a good deal of my time. This chapter is once again from Kurt's point of view Mygypsy ***** The rich coppery aroma of blood does nothing to hide the smell of rage, pain and fear as I straig...
A bearded man sat atop a desert dune staring out at the pure blue, cloudless horizon. The bright sun baked all in sight. Its blinding light was held at bay with his hood pulled down over his eyes. The far stretching desert sands blew in the wind. He watched as if time had no meaning. Simply breathing in fresh air as the sun slowly boiled his blood. He had g...
Saddleworth, England, Earth -- 52 years ago: The ancient Emperor lay sprawled on the bed, wrinkled and feeble, staring up through rapidly-weakening eyes at his killers, the life quickly ebbing from him, but still desperate to speak. His poisoners, his wife Agrippinilla, and her son and his stepson Nero, crowded him, Nero frowning in frustration. "What's he...
With innovation came success. Success led to public attention, and attention brought scrutiny. With scrutiny came the worst blight of all: lawyers. On a Tuesday I walked into the office to find two police detectives who wanted to speak with Dolly and me. It drove home the fact that we weren't running a small show us your naked selfies site anymore. "We nee...