My dear readers, I couldn't leave the story with just the first chapter. It wasn't the complete story. I'm not sure the second chapter will complete it either. Life still goes on... I kept up my running. It was something I needed to do. It was more out of habit than anything now. I kept watching the house to see if it would sell. I hadn't seen any movin...
Alison and I made it back to the dressing room to find that it was empty. All the other girls had changed and were gone. It was the end of the work day, and it was likely that most of them had night jobs. Alison's clothes were sitting on a pile in front of a locker where she had left them. "Thank you very much for your audition," I said quite honestly. "We'...
There was a king who had twelve beautiful daughters. They lived in a tower in the castle, in a room occupied entirely by one gigantic beautiful bed, which the king had commissioned a great sorceress to construct. When they went to bed, the doors were shut and locked up, and they were all placed securely in their chastity belts, but still, each time the king...
NOTE - This is another collaborative effort from Heather and I. This was the first story we wrote together and it was written shortly before our 30th anniversary. I wrote my memories first then had the idea to share it with Heather. When she started reading, her memories kicked in. When she started telling me her memories, I told her to add them into the s...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Sonia and I were back to the daily grind of the office. We were in different departments, but, due to the fact that I handled sales and her department handled the co-ordination of despatches and invoicing, we used to see each other a lot and often memories of the great time we had came back to us. When no one was looking, Sonia would give me mischevious smil...
I dare you. I take you to the station; the train is waiting. “Ok” I say, “ it’s a turn around commuter train. It goes to Manchester then comes back, only two stops. On the way there it will possibly be too full for you to carry out the dare, but coming back, at 11pm, it should be empty enough for you to fulfil the dare. Are you still up for it?” “Yes,” Y...
"It's funny how clothes set the mood," my Owner has mused, and he's right: When I am dressed according to his specifications, I feel more like my true self, his property, his "living fuck doll," as he once said to fluster me. He always instructs me in how to dress for him, but this time I was given a choice. I was to meet him wearing either fishnet pantyhose...
This is my first submission to Lit. I was convinced by Sandy, my friend, lover and inspiration, whom I met in one of the forum rooms three years ago, to finally send in a story. So this is one of the stories I have written for her, about her. I hope you enjoy. ***** Sandy surveyed the carnage. The entire downstairs was strewn with the remnants from the par...
This story takes place beginning immediately where Milo and Eloise Have Margaritas ends. This one is from Milo's perspective. I've never tried to write from the guys perspective, so any male comments on how to improve this would be greatly appreciated. *********************************************************** Breathing heavily, I settle onto the bed behi...