Author's note: This is my first story, so please let me know what you think, if you have not read Dale's Fate Ch. 00 please do so, and if you don't like pain or torture or rape please do not read any more, thanks. * Dale Dale couldn't believe what had happened, three days ago he was so happy, he had the courage at last to kiss princess Elizabeth and wante...
Chapter Two When Betty stepped lively down the corridor to her office early the next morning, she was surprised to observe Renée already waiting for her standing by her office door. Renée was well known for not liking to arise early. ‘Oh ho! What do we have here?’ Betty wondered. “Good morning, Renée,” Betty maliciously grinned at her. “How good to see yo...
It was Andy Wings fifty-third birthday, and he had gone down to his son's home for a party. His son's family lived fifty miles south of where Andy lived, and he had planned to go down for dinner, and then return home afterwards. Just before everyone sat down to cake and ice cream. Andy sat down hard in a chair and grabbed his head. "What's the matter dad?"...
Author's note: Again thanks for the constructive comments about my last submission. And thanks to Literotica for a chance to practice my writing for so many readers amongst the LW viewers. Below is yet another story about people who DO NOT live next door. It includes a mismatched husband and wife who get a divorce and a bit of pain. The dance instruc...
Clip clops heralded the arrival of the carriage. A massive clydesdale drew it along and it was driven by a hunched man whose features were enshrouded by a hooded cloak. The cart was compact, inky, and illuminated only by a pair of swinging lamps that had been filled with light-bugs from the previous dawn. Silver lines of enchanted runes outlined the bottom...
I keep a small office on the South side. I invest in businesses and watch those I help closely, one Hardware wholesaler in particular. He had run out of traditional finance when he came to me. I helped, then, putting things in place I watched. Sure enough he was playing the same game with me as he had with the banks. Shutting him down was an option but I dec...
"No more games." He said flatly as he looked down at me. I glanced up at him, his face was stern. I wasn't entirely sure what he was talking about. "I am not going to tolerate you not following my rules. You will be good." I looked down at the floor, embarrassed for the childish way I had acted. At the time it had just seemed like the easiest thing to do....
The grey stone building stood before Cassandra rather uninterestingly, the mock Tudor fronting grayed to some extent by years of pollution. The black paint on the door was pealing slightly. Irony had taken its turn, placing it at 23 Acacia Avenue, next to the mythical whore of Iron maiden fame. The numbers were faintly unaligned, leaning away from each other...
Dan's mind was whirring in sexual turmoil as he replayed his wife's description of her afternoon at the beach. Dan would often comment that he thought it was unwise of his young wife to go to the beach alone and this encounter simply solidified his warning. Granted, the stranger did nothing but sit near his wife, but he knew how men think. Once he was satisf...
Author's Note: For those of you who have followed the exploits of Beth, I hope you'll enjoy this new addition--Chapter Twelve. As a bonus, I've rewritten Chapters One through Eleven adding new content and grooming them to improve the story, the characters, and the readability. If this is your first acquaintance with Rick and Beth and their circle of frie...