Chapter 12: Tasi and Marge returned on New Year's Eve; in plenty of time to organise their traditional extended family celebrations. The rallies would be coming from Porirua and some even from Auckland. Marge was an influential matriarch within the Islander community and her New Year parties were famous. Mark had spent a delightful few days with Katy, go...
Hello again! I realize it has been a while, but I did warn you it would be. I think this should actually get me back on the normal schedule for posting this story. And I am not done with Bliss, I assure you, but Malcolm and Melody haven't been as open with me lately as they used to be, so it is taking a bit longer. (And to the anonymous emailer with the bond...
Steve was surprised only by how quickly Gwen's detractors had managed to set things in motion. He had expected the 'dance' to begin during the summer recess. He was already feeling quite irritated when he was stopped by a TV reporter as he made his way through the airport. "Can you shed any light on these ethics violation accusations? What exactly is Gwen A...
The sound of a bell jingled as Melissa stepped into the diner. She smirked, taking in the white floor, counter tops, wall and retro furnishings. "Leave it to Sally," she muttered, before making a scan of the room. Several booths and tables were already full of local gentry, as were the bar stools that lined the chrome accented bar. "Mel!" Melissa Blackbu...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the fifth in a continuing series of stories about what is essentially a very high-class prostitution business in Asia, with the headquarters in Manila. 'Rocky' is the chief -- you could call him a pimp in other circumstances -- of the very large consortium which includes operations in many Asian countries. Although each section can st...
The next week Jen met with the senior partners to give them an update on Memphis. Her team's hard work was paying off. Jen happily announced to the partners she thought they had a really good chance to win the Memphis account. She was surprised when the senior partners met her good news with frowns instead of smiles. "Jen, you're saying we'll be one of the...
Day Sixteen PRINCE MATTHEW DREUS I surveyed the coastline, marking highpoints on my map where we could erect towers for the mirror relay. It was how my father communicated with Queen Tiadoa and Ambassador Wentz in the Highlands; a series of mirrors aimed at each other over great distances from great heights. There used to be a relay from Ardeni to Alkandr...
This story contains elements of humiliation, body shaming, size comparison, size worship, and also slight reluctance. It is entirely fantasy, and as such, has little to do with reality and very little to do with the way that most people actually think, feel, or behave. Part 1 Eight months had passed since the night I'd been introduced to Karen, and no mess...
**SATO** Ms. Sato had an unmistakable knock: three loud, sharp, evenly-spaced raps. Dr. Tanaka Kazuo, sat at his broad walnut desk, set his pen in its inkwell and gathered his papers with great aplomb, rustling them somewhat louder than was necessary and setting them to one side of his blotter. "Come in," he called. The door opened briskly - Ms. Sato tend...
"Tell me; are you submissive?" Selene Mancini froze amid sorting the papers she was working on. Javier Montez, the CIO of the small but very successful wealth management firm, had asked it in such a nonchalant manner she wondered if she heard the question correctly. He was still perusing the document in his hand as she glanced at him briefly. "It's a simple...