Another week rolled by, and Liz had been true to her word. She had passed up fooling around with her other regulars for a full week so she could really enjoy Jim when he decided to swing by. Fortunately enough, she had been told to lock up a few hours on a slow night so she could get some cleaning done. She was just hoping that Jim would stop by on such a ni...
"You know it was my Leopold who showed Hatter how to make tea." Eritha had sat Alice, Celia, Doreen and the two Sheds-men at a large oval table in her kitchen already set with a wonderfully rustic brown earthenware tea service. "Poor Hatter had still been trying to brew dandelion leaves. When dear Leopold successfully cultivated the first cutting of Camell...
The Owner knew why he wanted those wrought iron bedposts in all luxurious exec suites in all of his hotels. Those bedpost had many interesting functions. And he was utilizing one of those right now. He lay naked, wearing favorite collar, spread-eagled on his bed, shiny steel leg spreader holding his legs apart. Then he tied his legs to bed posts for good m...
I had a serious problem. I wasn't getting laid and my addiction to online porn was not only starting to take over my life, it was also triggering the hell out of me, causing endless sexual frustration, and a rising sense of desperation to find someone, hell anyone, to have sex with. Now I'm no prize catch. I've always been awkward and tongue tied around wom...
The three parts of this story have been written for (and at the request of!) a great friend and confidant, who can challenge and surprise me like no-one else I know. The scene they describe follows on from a conversation that we weren't able to complete a few weeks ago. At the time She asked me to write something for Her and suggested that I post it here for...
I began to get a little aroused as soon as I found myself outside her office. I knew it had been a while since any sort of sex, and that this had been coming (why should I lie? I had on a few occasions, when finding myself with a quiet moment, when thoughts that were leading me on, stopped, not without doing anything, not without undressing, say, not without...
Anna screamed. She pushed against the arm around her waist in vain. Her feet slipped and slid on the wet floor. She could see her attacker's other arm, holding a knife merely inches from her throat. She screamed again, shrilly. She heard footsteps coming around the corner. A group of colorfully dressed children trooped into view. "Help me! Help me, please!...
"Clean up, aisle 7," the loudspeaker buzzed. "Your turn, Jason," My cousin Riley said. "Yeah, I hope it's not in the frozen food department again, ice cream and lasagna really suck to clean up." I glanced at the aisle and saw that somehow peanut butter, jelly, and several sticks of butter had some how been collaborated into a symphony of mess on the floor...
When Abigail Morgan was younger her family had a pet mongrel which needed to be taken to the vet's. The dog was so desperate to escape from its carrying cage that by the time they had reached the vet's its paws were all bloody from scrabbling at the bars. Abi knows how that dog felt. She is afraid her own fingers will suffer in much the same way. For Abi ha...
Taylor laid in bed wide awake. It was a Thursday morning. Thursday, her favorite day of the week. She looked around the small room that she shared with her roommate, Chelsea. As her eyes looked over at Chelsea, who was applying her makeup in front of her mirror, her mind was focused on two main things. First was Taylor's urge to urinate. She had been lying...