The date-rape drugs described here—GHB, MDMA and Meth—are real, just, to my knowledge, never compounded for effects quite like those described. The carrier DMSO acts exactly as described and has been used as a substance-drug carrier across the skin for years. I have personal experience with the hypnotic state described here - In the hands of an unethical a...
"Well, I must say, Mike, your entry is going to be a difficult one to beat. Unfortunately, as it states in the PMS official rule book, those who have entered the contest are ineligible to cast their vote for their story or for anyone else's story. Otherwise, I think that I'd be voting for your story rather than my own," said Stan with a chuckle. "Also, as wi...
From the bath of SemperAmare AUTHOR'S NOTE Yes, folks, you read right; from the bath of SemperAmare, 'cause that is where we concocted the plot for this bit of fiction, and it is fiction, not a docudrama. So, sit back, relax, maybe have a drink, and enjoy a little escapism with us. Damned sight better for you than getting high or drunk; cheaper too. Oh, an...
Jimmy Blake. I heard the back door slam and looked up. Crystal was storming across the room towards me, a look of pure hate on her face. She stopped in front of Diane and I. "I want you two out!" she screamed, "You filthy fucking perverts have five minutes to get away from here and away from these children or I'm calling the police!" Charlie was scream...
Cindy was a college freshman. Blonde hair, freckles, blue eyes and a good body with extra large breasts, she was a looker all right. But still so innocent and inexperienced. A Catholic girls high school education helped ensure that. She'd dated some, kissed a few boys, but always stopped the action before it got too hot. Cindy was what you'd call a "good g...
Tessie pulled the scarf from around her neck and shrugged the coat off her shoulders. I sipped my cognac. So far the show was nothing more than I had seen over dinner. Then her top came off; underneath she wore a black demi-bra, scalloped-edged in lace. She moved around, did a twirl to flaunt herself in bra, short, short miniskirt and stockings. Lovely. She...
It has always been hard to get my daughter to wear certain things; shoes and socks chief among them. She will also complain if her pants are too tight or about tags in shirts. But until recently I thought that she was just making a mountain out of a mole hill as my grandmother would have said. Then I learned about a neurological problem called Sensory Proces...
"'People live on their delusions,' she said. 'Why not?' I suggested. 'What else is there?' 'The end of them,' she said." ― Pulp The carnal cabin was aphotic. So dim, our hero's eyes played more tricks on him than the president does an ignorant populace. Was what he was seeing possible?! Had he discovered Bigfoot?! A tenth of his existence had been spen...
In the manner of Gregory Maguire, who provided us with a version of the childhood standard The Wizard of Oz through the eyes of the "wicked" witch, I have re-written my favorite BDSM story, Both Master and Slave, written by Martin Sharpe (published in 2001 by Silver Moon Books in Great Britain), from the point of view of the submissive, rather than the Maste...
The weekly Bar-B-Q and Toga party at the hotel was tonight. Allen and Sam had repeatedly said not to miss it for any reason because it great fun and the highlight of their vacation. Toga dress was mandatory for admittance with costumes available in reception. I went to the hotel lobby and was handed two toga costumes, scissors, needle and thread and was told...