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...
Dr. Smith struggled to wakefulness against the lingering remnants of the drug that had knocked him out. It was like his entire body was being weighed down by something that wanted him to sleep. Bit by bit he was able to pull himself out of dead sleep and into more of a druggy haze. Dr. Smith took inventory of his surroundings. He was naked, except for a l...
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...
This novella is set in the near-future (2025-2036) of the same fictional universe as my "Life With Nano", and serves as a sequel of sorts, although you don't need to have read the former to understand this story. I have left myself plenty of room for stories filling in the years between, at some point. Disclaimer: All sexual activity in this story occurs be...