This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...
Chapter 23, A Medical Touch The Mistress told her bodyguards to move Ross to the infirmary where they could clean him and ‘treat’ him for his injuries. The night was young and the Mistress was more than aroused at having seen Ross perform. She was now going to take her turn with him. And hopefully he would be able to successfully perform to her satisfaction...
My apologies up front. This story may seem more horror than sci-fi/fantasy, but sometimes reality refuses to fit neatly into arbitrarily delimited categories. The following is one of those examples. Related by Mary-Jane Tillman, Class of 2005 Valedictorian, Jefferson High School. * I'm amazed I had no clue that something about my parent's home had spun out...
I'm not sure this is much of a story, but I felt better by writing this all down. (It feels almost like I'm telling someone about this situation now.) My wife is a very active mom to our two young kids (both in school.) I work from our country home and she goes into town every morning to take the kids to school, workout and help her friend with her babysitti...
Chapter 5 Arrest and Hydromel "Captain, how long until you make the transition for Havint?" Brusjin asked. "Our engines aren't as well tuned as a military grade engine; so I'm thinking three hours." "Good, that should work just fine. Can you send a message on this particular frequency?" Brusjin showed the Captain something on his datapad. "That's an unu...
"Uh…eh…you…um…heeeeey, baby?" Thomas couldn't believe his eyes when he came home from work the next day. "Take the foot out of your mouth and speak, stupid," Lexy glared at him from the kitchen as she stirred something in a pot atop the stove. "Uh…beh…you know…wow, Lexy! That outfit!" Thomas mindlessly gus...
I was out in the working in the garden, when I heard someone whistle behind me. I looked around to see my neighbor’s son, Tom, leering at me. I always did my gardening in old worn-out Jean shorts that have been cut of so short that my ass hangs out of them. I am an exhibitionist at heart. I really like to be the center of attention, especially with young men...
The last three months had been hell. Eighteen hour days, seven days a week for almost three months. It was crazy. But let me start at the beginning. This project had blindsided me. I had expected to plod along, picking up this and that. Most of the group had been together for years. I had bounced from team to team before landing with this one. They were all...
At the French border, it was discovered that we had no passports. We were taken from the train and into a room for questioning. All four of us, Josh, Olly, Harry and myself, were terrified. Sure, we'd been in a sticky situation before on this trip, sticky particularly for me rather than the others, when we'd found we had no money in the Amsterdam brothel, bu...
It was now the middle of June, and May had been a lousy month. It just had not stopped raining, most unusual for this part of the world. Normally the sun comes out at the beginning of May and apart from a very few showers now and again it does not rain again until the end of September. Every one, including me, was fed up and could not wait for summer to fina...