I am having so much fun these days, it ought to be illegal. My name is Francesca Magloire Beau. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, big-bottomed and delightfully curvy black woman of Haitian descent living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. By day, I am a police officer. By night, I am a BDSM fanatic. I like to dominate other people. I rent an apartment...
Chapter 13: Two Futures It was only a two-hour drive from the work camp to Rika Chorna but the trip seemed longer because of the company. Arthur's two days in the hospital had been followed by three days in the camp's infirmary. When the medics decided the swelling in his leg had gone down enough they sent him back to the city. Arthur sensed that the two g...
There weren't many places to hide in Fort Pratt. A little town of thirty thousand out in the east Colorado prairie, Fort Pratt didn't have the teeming crowds you could lose yourself in. There weren't subways and buses you could use to disappear. There weren't any mazes of back allies where nobody looked. If you wanted to get away for a tryst, you went to t...
I couldn’t believe I was doing this, as I stood by her front door I struggle to find breath on a surprisingly clear day. It had started some months ago, and internet chatroom, boy those things can be dangerous. I had spoke to Mary almost every night, soon chats turned to sex then to fantasies. The difference was she only lived in the next town so when she as...
[Note: This is an alternative timeline different from our own. Modern and the anachronistic mix.] Arsène Lupin III, grandson of the famous, the greatest, "Gentleman Burglar" who was even a match for Sherlock Holmes, was with, for the lack of a better term, his 'best friend', Daisuke Jigen. The best world's best marksman and former hitman for hire,...
One of my favorite rap songs of all time says Bitches Ain't Shit. I couldn't agree more. Truer words were never spoken, folks. Lots of good men hook up with what appears to be decent women and eventually these men discover that there's no such thing as a decent woman. All women are bitches. All of them without exception. Your mother. Your daughter. Your wife...
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Chapter 14 -- New Dixie The next morning Eve had another surprise for her servant. They would not hike back to Paradise Pass, but instead hike directly west. They would spend the entire morning descending a back trail and emerge on the western side of the Island to visit Eve's hometown of New Dixie. As she followed her Mistress down the trail, Trish could...
I got one hell of a surprise when I pulled into my driveway and saw a moving van in the driveway next door and some men moving furniture out of it and into the house. The house next door to me has been empty for nearly three months, before than I had an elderly couple living next door who were total nightmares. They always interfered in my business, thought...
The false whore finally saw the black van. The one she was waiting for. The one they were looking for. She adjusted her halter top and stepped off the curve to greet it. It stopped as though she were a long lost friend. Just as she had known it would. The passenger side window rolled down with the soft susurration of an electric motor, its whine the perfec...