This my third submission. The first two stories were written under the user name of Spiderman1 They say love is blind. I can testify that at least for me it was. What nobody ever said was that the betrayal by the only thing you cherish in the world will cause more pain than any whip and cut deeper than the sharpest blade. That's where my st...
As part of the ground-crew team that checked in passengers for the airline she worked for, she met a variety of people, both passengers and colleagues. She was already 39, married, two teenage kids. Since her husband got out of prison, he had turned over a new leaf, and she decided to give him yet another chance. This time it seemed everything was working ou...
Her heart was racing. She could feel a small bead of sweat running down the back of her neck. Suddenly she was very aware of the stillness of the world around her. A warm early-afternoon light was filtering into the room. The shadows it cast as it ran across the rooms furniture caused odd angled and thin projections along the wall beside her. The screen flas...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Twelve : Is He Protected? My boyfriend/servant's guide to sexual traps, now deleted, [Note: It isn't. It is Tale 09] was his pathetic attempt at providing advice to men. This guide is for newly adult women, particularly those who want to become sexually fe...
The next morning he started a plan for the near future. He wanted to stay very close to his boys and not be in an apartment away from them. He contacted a realtor after outlining his housing goal with Thomas Wilkes. His intention was to purchase property near where his former residence was located but outside the 1000 foot barrier outlined in the protection...
Author's notes, First off, this is not the most original story, as a matter of fact I got the idea from all places, Facebook. In the blurb it is set up as a joke of payback for a newlywed man who refused to help doing some honey-do's around the house. In my mind the full story goes something like this. Please remember this is a copyrighted work, blah, blah...
Mirage was in a bad shape when we rescued her. There was literally no spot on her that hadn't been whipped, flogged or cropped savagely. And the beatings had only been one facet of the mistreatment the feverish ponygirl had been forced to endure at the hands of her former stable master. Her shoulders were sprained and inflamed from the reverse prayer bondage...
He kissed her on the cheek, very properly, almost coldly as he greeted her at Heathrow airport. "Welcome to London, my slut," he whispered into her ear as his face brushed against hers. "My car is just out front, let's get your things." The word "slut," which he seemed so determined to use when speaking to her had not yet found a place in her heart, she was...
In Which Dodie rediscovers Innocence; and Innocence acquires a new fame from past endeavours. Dodie had been away from Wonderground for so long on her travels which had taken her as far as her stamina and savings allowed her. She had seen so many different countries and districts, and had met so many different people. And frequently made love to them. She'...
It was a balmy day. The dew was thick on the lawn and visibility was almost null through the thick fog. Rachel sipped her hot cup of coffee and looked out her window waiting for her cat to come home from his morning hunt. He meowed at the door and she let him in. Purring, he was a happy kitty today. He rubbed his long fur against her sculpted legs as she sto...