Jonas was a quiet guy. He wasn't outstanding nor had any great friends, not that he was bullied or antisocial, just that he didn't feel connected to the people around him. He talk with some guys of his class about common interests but that was the stand of it, he wouldn't miss them in case of one of them going away. Jonas have blond that fell to the side of...
Authors note: This is not my usual type of story. But the idea came to me and I couldn't resist. Carol Brady unlocked the door to her husbands office building. Mike Brady is one of the city's most prosperous architects along with his partner Jonas Wilson. Ah, Jonas Wilson, what a hunk. 6'6" inches tall about 240 lbs. of muscle. Blonde hair and blue eyes an...
"Andrea..." Turning around at the sound of the all too familiar voice, Andrea Lew wasn't sure if she should smile or frown, because the voice belonged to Jonas Henderson. As he slowly closed in the distance between them, a half-smile crossing his face, she felt her heart thundering in her chest. Still so handsome after all these years, she thought, handsome...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Fourth Tale: Degrees of Slavery Part One. Miser's Misery. Not all women's slaves experience the same submission. A man who is enslaved by a woman's sexual trap has to obey her. If he genuinely loves her he will enjoy doing what she wants him to do. The a...
Chapter 7: Wounds Present day Mariah held the crook of Master Gabriel's arm. She tried not to lean on it too heavily. She could feel his warmth radiating through his shirtsleeve. He smelled good. Clean, like rain. She had never particularly noticed the smell of a master before, except their breath when it was hot and rancid on her face. The old memory of...
Part 1 "Jonas?" He knows who says it before he even turns around. He would recognize that voice anywhere, despite not having seen each other for a while. Jonas and Kim have been friends for as long as he can remember. They went to school together, but have seen less and less of each other since high school graduation. He doesn't realize how much he misses...
Jonas Agonistes Chapter 1: Like a Novel by Robbe-Grillet I avoided bourbon but not scotch. Scotch. I found it helped me sleep, but upon further discrimination and many scientific trials I decided it helped me do something like sleep. I pushed it aside. I even poured out one of the half-full bottles in my drawer. Not the other one, though. Just one. Two we...
Author's Note: I've been itching to write this story ever since I heard a certain song. Everyone interprets things in different ways. This is how I pictured this song. You're probably wondering what song I'm talking about. It's called "Hoppipolla" by the Icelandic band Sigur Ros. If you haven't heard it before, check it out. It will change your life. Happy R...
Andrea Lew sat alone at the table in their favorite restaurant, impatiently tapping her fingernails. She noticed the quizzical looks the server gave her, so smiled demurely and shrugged her shoulders, but inside she simmered. Had Jonas forgotten their Valentine date? During the past forty-five minutes, she had tried calling him on his cell, his office and hi...
Chapter 6: The kindness mindgame Present day When Mariah awoke, she was grateful that Master Jonas had covered her with a blanket while she slept. That seemed an unusual kindness in him. But then she remembered. Master Jonas was years ago. This was the new mindgame. Animal was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall, a pad of paper on his knees....