It was another Halloween night in the sleepy port town of Hennessey somewhere on the coastline of Maine. On the Old Woodsmen bridge stood an imposing figure of a man as the sun set; he was a tall slender man and black as pure ebony. A black cloak billowed out from his body forced away by the retreating autumn breeze to revel that he wore a small axe strapp...
*** Ah well, I missed Hallowe'en once again. :( This chapter predates some of the last one by a few days at one point, but the rest is pretty much concurrent. I doubt that you'd notice, so it's no big deal, really. There is a character in it which I've always found to be a little laughable, no doubt the imaginings of some "wise men" someplace. It began as...
One of my favorite things in this world is to wake up on a warm stall on a Saturday when there's a cool breeze coming down from the aisle of our barn and hearing my masters footsteps. I stretch and shake, ready to have my blanket off me, my oat breakfast which he usually put bits of strawberry and honey into and lets me eat while he sees to me. I always try...
Summary: Wife's discovery of husband's anal toys changes everything. Note 1: This is a Halloween 2015 Contest Story. Note 2: This is one of two different versions of this story; you can read the husband's much shorter version called Kinky Tales: I'm Pegged By My Wife. Note 3: This is dedicated to: The real Chris and Dani who this fantasy is written abo...
Chapter 5 Running up the stairs in excitement, Zandeendil blasted through the door dropping several water lilies along the way. "Mother! Mother! Come look! My favorite! Water lilies!" Elunis, Zandeendil's mother, was lying in the living room on a comfortable yet worn daybed. She lifted herself up to see what all the commotion was. With her failing eyesight...
Chapter 1 "Horrible place." I muttered, though it was really half a yell to be sure I'd be heard. I fanned myself, the sun making it too warm on the mountainside in all my decorative, winter finery. Next week we would switch to my Spring wardrobe, at which point I would be far too cold in the mornings and evenings until we moved into Summer. "Well then go...
Women love to be massaged, and I love to massage women. Being blind, I tend to have an easier time building a rapport with shy customers, so they'll become repeat customers. Sometimes I will get the occasional customer who will ask me out after getting one of my massages. I'll tell her, it is always a woman who asks me out, that I can't date them because the...
Author's Notes: Well this was a doozy. By the end of it, this chapter is 119 pages. This seems excessive, but every time I tried to end the chapter, more material crept up. For the most part, I'm happy with the results. I won't spoil anything, but I will say that I moved the story along in a way that I feel keeps things interesting while still delivering...
Author's Note: For those that have read the original stories when they were first uploaded years ago, it's worth noting that the previous chapter is an all-new version uploaded late 2017 to replace the original second chapter. This of course follows on directly from that, so if you missed it please give it a read. Sorry this one has taken so long, but I st...
Some submissives appear not to know when the road to understanding their needs began or when their lives began to change. Obviously I must have had these feelings inside me for a long, long time and even remember enjoying being tied up by the cowboys as a little girl, I know exactly when it began as an adult, even though it began in small stages. I spent th...