Into the Depths of Depravity Warning: This story contains graphic scenes depicting humiliation and pain. It also depicts male submission. PLEASE, do not read this story if you are offended by any of these topics. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the aut...
Bam and Rick were looking at Silke. "You ok?" Bam asked concerned and a little bit scared. "NO!" Silke replied short. Bam wrapped himself around Silke "Poor sweet Monster." "Bam don't!" "Silke don't let it get to you, you have Ville, and he really loves you. And you have all your friends." "I know but I waited so freaking long to hear her say those wor...
'Fuck, it's weird being back here.' The man turned and looked at his wife, eyes searching for signs of comprehension in her face. She furrowed her brow and scrunched up her face before her brain solved the conundrum. 'Oh,' she said. Then grinned and playfully slapped him. Right there in middle of the fruit and vegetable section of the supermarket. No s...
Four All Hallows Eve's had come and gone since Rustin Peace had began the experiments. It began with a thought, a desire really, to be someone he was not. He wanted to be seen as having daring bravado, the quick complement, the inviting smile, exuding humility and confidence, and passionate. He envisioned having this charm so intense that almost every woman...
The light breeze made the September leaves give off soft rustling sounds and sent a small shiver down my back as it cooled the sweat between my shoulder blades. I pulled more closely against Tom and he responded by cupping his hands more tightly around my bottom. The air wasn't really cold, in fact it was fairly warm for this time of year. The soft cotton bl...
Thank you to my editor, drbob80, leftylooo and lancerinLA. This is the continuing story of Chris as he gets together with Teddi. Thanks for taking the time to look in on Chris. ------------------------------------------- I thought we might go to a little Italian family restaurant near the mall, Ricci's. (I think it closed years ago) It was a little like...
AUTHOR'S LAMENT I have been disappointed at the response, or should I say the lack thereof, to the first two chapters of my story. I am sure there are thousands of men and probably a number of women who have had an experience similar to mine. If you ever longed for someone but didn't pursue it because you were not attractive enough, or not personable enough...
Saturday morning. No classes today. The sky was blue, the sun was shining and I had nothing to do. I grabbed my guitar and figured I would head to the park, play for a few hours, maybe make enough in tips to buy myself some dinner and have a drink or two. I found a quiet corner of the park where no one else was playing. When you play classical guitar, it...
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The reception was held in the grand ballroom of the finest hotel in Reston. Judging by the immaculate decorating, Brodie's parents obviously spared no expense. Lit only by what must've been hundreds of candles, only added an element of awe. What wasn't dripping with silk, and accented with crystal and gold was covered with white flowers ranging from roses, o...