"What in the world is going on with you? Don't you have the decency to at least show up to a funeral of someone the queen holds dear?" Muriel spoke loudly as she barged into his office, highly upset that Benedict had not been there. "Keep your voice down woman, you are speaking to the chancellor." He rose as he spoke, immediately going to the door and shutt...
Disclaimer: I don't own Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Angst, Slash, Slave fic, BDSM, Non-con/reluctance Rating: FRAO He didn't know what time it was, the dark sky outside his cell window gave no clue to time. The nightmare had been so vivid, so real. It was a nightmare, wasn't it? For the first time he realized th...
Edited by angel love Turning onto Highway 6317 Lindelle Gerhart, code name Auburn Angel shifted her Jaguar and accelerated quickly to a safe speed for the four lane road. The car handled the turns easily and with certainty. To her, there was nothing like owning and driving a Jag, in fact she really experienced pleasure each time she sat in the plush, leathe...
I began dressing myself for the masquerade ball. I donned a black button up shirt and an iridescent silver vest. I finished the outfit with a pair of polished black dress shoes. I grabbed the black cape with a white Phantom Of The Opera mask for design that the outfit came with, and tied it under the collar of my button up. As a finishing touch, I added my P...
One would think that upon waking up on one's birthday, they would feel joy, elation, or any other number of positive emotions. There would be presents, celebrations, friends, and family. After all, it was finally here, his twentieth birthday. It would be the greatest excess of a young man's life as he came of age. And yet Aleksander felt none of these thing...
It was finally the big day. For months, they had talked and dreamed about living together, about sharing the same home, and at last it was coming true. It was a cozy little place in the suburbs, traditional and yet modern. The house, along with the neighborhood, had a sense of class and comfort, but also somehow managed to evoke humility and modesty. He had...
"On behalf of your flight crew, I'd like to welcome you to Las Vegas' McCarran International Airport, where the local time is approximately 2:50. We will be taxiing for a few moments, and we ask that you please remain in your seats with your seatbelts fastened until we arrive at the gate and the captain has turned off the 'fasten seatbelts' sign." I gazed o...
A fictional tale written at the urgings of a fan who thought he would like to see his ideas for me come to print. ********* The neighborhood was scary, with half of the buildings abandoned and most of the rest of them looking as if they should have been. Luckily, it was dark so when I parked the car so one saw me as I took a deep breath and looked up at...
Curiosity overwhelmed me about a local bookstore that was known for having a rowdy adult theater inside. I joined their forum and began to understand the ins and outs, even becoming online pals with some members. It inspired me to write this story... * Leaning back, I rested my head on the head rest as I took a long, calming breath. I was attempting to soo...
"So, according to my doctor, I'm suffering from vaginismus." "I'm familiar with that," I said. "It's a not uncommon condition. Your vaginal muscles contract whenever a penis approaches your genitals." "Exactly!" Debbie seemed to relax some; up until then she had seemed, appropriately, very tense during the preliminary discussion leading up to her descripti...