The drive through West Texas can be long and straight and boring. I've traveled these roads all my life and rarely found them anything but long, boring and straight until one such trip a couple months ago. I had been at a meeting on a Friday afternoon and was driving back to my place when I saw a cute, young thing hitching on the highway. As I was half-way b...
The party was huge. A hundred or more costumed people drinking and dancing their way around the city's most exclusive hotel's ballroom, an invitation only affair put together by Merlin Oberon, the famous billionaire turned philanthropist. The night's gala had already raised, according the thermometer-like gauge on the wall, nearly fifty thousand dollars to s...
My real name is Aisha Khan. I used Aisha as my first name. I am a British born Pakistani. I have decided to write a series of writings taken from my personal Memoirs. I am now 28. I have experienced and live through what many consider only happens in the movies. This is my life that I want to share with you all. My story is based on true event,s only the nam...
When Megan Peters opened her mailbox that morning she found a single letter; a plain white envelope with her name typed on the front, a central city postmark and no return address. Walking inside to her kitchen she sat down with a cup of coffee and opened the letter. Once she began reading she forgot all about the coffee. 'Dear Mrs. Peters,' it began. 'This...
He had already decided it was going to be a weekend she would not forget. She had offered to drive 600 miles to see him and to be his love slave. What was he supposed to do, say no? They made each other actually feel really good and always had fun. Besides, she was kind of a pain in the ass sometimes, but mostly she was a really cool, dirty girl who loved to...
It was Darren who noticed it first. Mr. Benett's mobile phone on the floor of the Hostel common room. After giving me a nudge and pointing in its direction he casually bent down, picked it up and slipped it into his trouser pocket, the same as if it were a coin he had just dropped. "Give it 20 minutes", he said. "If he notices it's gone before he goes to s...
[Author's Note: All characters in this story are OVER 18.] * Andy hadn't slept well. The timpani of rain on the skylight wasn't entirely to blame. When he had dozed fitfully, he dreamed of the girl downstairs, on his sofa. Every time a particularly heavy flurry of rain woke him, he found his hand full of hard dick. Hadn't slept well? Make that hadn't slept...
I fucked up one time too many, and they threw the book at me. Four months in the slammer. I suppose you could say I had it coming. The judge went on an on about some county work program. Rehabilitation through honest labor, or some damn thing. But when the paperwork came through, it had me going to Logan rather than Potter. Logan is the Women's Facility. Th...
I'd been paying for domination sessions with Mistress Allison for nearly 2 years. Paying heard earned cash to be humiliated, to be beaten, slapped, spat on, degraded and generally treated like shit. And I loved it. I had even had a double Domme session with her friend Mistress Gillian. I had really enjoyed that and had hoped she could arrange another or even...
Alex breathed heavily, sighing for the thousandth time as his eyes stared into the screen. His eyes burned as they began to water, as they surveyed everything on the screen again. After one more long breath and sigh he turned away as he ran his fingers through his thick hair. He rustled his own hair as he began to rethink his career choices like did every da...