Editor: Techsan * I kissed Harry, my four year old son, goodbye, said "Cheerio," to my parents and walked out to my car. It was only forty minutes from home where Sarah, my wife of five years, was waiting for me but half-way there I pulled into a lay-by on a deserted country road and switched off the engine. From the boot of the car I removed a claw hammer...
Mindi woke up in her own bed, disappointed by that fact and vaguely ashamed. Since Katrina had accepted her as a slave, Mindi had awakened in a variety of locations, including Katrina's doghouse, Katrina's dungeon, and on a few glorious occasions, Katrina's bed. To wake in her own bed seemed like she'd been found wanting somehow. Last night, Katrina had not...
Introduction: Clarissa, ex-boarding school friend and model, had been taken in by Jessica Harmondon-Smithers her long lost friend who was now a successful businesswoman in an apparently sexless marriage with Jonathan (Johnnie). Clarissa Stocks-Johnson had told her a fantastic tale of abduction of herself and another down-at-heel tramp called Maggie, by a sha...
Judy's First Step! **************************************************** If you don't like the idea of cheating wives click on another story. **************************************************** I felt kind of silly waving like some school girl through the windshield of my minivan at the man on the porch. I didn't even know him two hours earlier and now I...
Caitlin's log: Sunday, 10 a.m. I'm lying in bed with a terrible, nagging ache. You'd be forgiven for thinking I'd gone ten rounds with a Cabernet Sauvignon, but you'd be wrong. The ache was spiritual rather than physical, the apocalyptic realisation that for the third night running I'd lain awake for hour before falling asleep, contemplating all manner of th...
Anne and I had had an almighty row. I had finally broached the subject of swinging and it had not gone down well. She hadn't spoken to me for a couple of days and there was no sign of a thaw in the chill atmosphere. I had been into sexual deviancy all my life but had never shared it with anyone keeping it strictly between my wanking hand and myself. I dec...
Author's Note: This is my Valentine's contest entry. If you could vote and comment, the gay werewolves will be eternally grateful. This story was inspired by the Team America "Montage" song; if you're not familiar with it, you might want to look it up on YouTube (not essential, but will definitely enhance the experience). **** It's been four days, three h...
"Hang in there" he said as he walked away. I had to smile a bit when he said that. The story of my life in three little words. That's pretty much all I've done in life is hang in there. When I was dead and gone that is what it would say on my tombstone. Frank Dalton 1962 -20?? He hung in there When I started school I was a chubby kid and all the kids wou...
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"You really need to relax." I started, sitting ill at ease in the chair across from my boss. I hadn't noticed that it was so obvious, my being apprehensive. I hadn't expected my new job to be a breeze, but the constant uphill battle was putting me on edge. I didn't want to be that guy who couldn't get with the program, but it seemed that obstacle after obst...