The light clicked on and Rex woke as Jackie came down into the basement. She quickly checked the bowl in her dog's cage and saw it was unused then unlocked the thick heavy padlock on the door. Rex crawled out, stretching. Without a word Jackie attached her lead to the white slave and he was led upstairs. As crawling up was far safer than crawling down, Rex d...
THE SLAVE, PART 4 I sit naked in our chrome-plated dungeon, waiting. I can't hear anything outside the soundproof walls. I swing my legs and examine my nails. The mauve paint is starting to chip. My wife opens the door. Ethan is blindfolded and Holly drags him by his shiny new collar. I smile at her and touch myself. We play with Ethan every couple of mo...
Sadie was Holden's friend. His very cute, bubbly friend who'd been sleeping around since her breakup. Not sure if you're serious or not , he texts back. The conversation he's in, along with the fact he just had his evening coffee, has his hands trembling more than normal. He huffs to himself and closes the piano. So much for early practice. He rests his...
Pickens escorted Tiegan into the hallway. It was blustery outside, and both were happy to be home. "I am pleased the De Kooning exhibit is still in town." Pickens said to his former sister-in-law. "I worried you wouldn't come in time to see it." Tiegan smiled at Pickens. She loved the way he was so old world, helping her off with her coat. Tiegan sat down...
"Another Valentine's Day," mumbled Millie as she slowly walked toward the diner to start her shift, "now I can spend the next six hours smiling, wishing everyone a happy Valentine's Day." There wasn't much to be happy about in Millie's life when at age fifty two, she worked two jobs to make ends meet and save for retirement. She did grin for an instant wh...
My wife and I had been sharing our fantasies with each other for a few years now. We never really expected anything to come of it, because fantasy is far less complicated than reality, but it always made us really hot when we were together in the bedroom. So one night we were headed out to dinner at a restaurant that we liked but didn't get to indulge in v...
Strong sun, that bleach The curtains of my room, can you not render Colourless this dress I wear?- This violent plaid Of purple angers and red shames; the yellow stripe Of thin but valid treacheries; the flashy green of kind deeds done Through indolence high judgments given here in haste; The recurring checker of the serious breach of taste? No more...
I sat in my favorite easy chair, watching but not really seeing the program playing on the TV, the sound muted. The better to hear the sounds of lovemaking emanating from the upstairs bedroom. The bedsprings creaked more urgently, the barely audible moans becoming louder and in synch with the rhythm of the bed. A muffled "Oh God," a female voice, came throug...
Prologue: Spring 1962 The room was quiet except for the occasional whimpering of the baby in his mother's arms. She continued to rock gently, all the while kissing him and whispering sweet things in his ear. Although the nurses tried every night to rock him to sleep, it was she who had the touch he wanted and needed. Exhausted and fighting sleep herself, s...
If you came here looking for one of my typical sweet romances, you will not be pleased. This is a story about a man who loses his first true love in a violent and tragic criminal act and becomes addicted to sex. Vowing never to fall in love again, he uses women to satisfy his almost insatiable sexual need. As is my style, there is a romance but it takes some...