A lazy sunny Sunday in July, out in the beyond, the middle of nowhere, the middle of Iowa actually. Peggy Sanford and I saw a tumbled down house, a wood frame ruin flaunting its lack of paint, filled with shattered windows and fronted by a seriously sagging, broken down porch. Abandoned, surrounded by out of control weeds, large bald spots of ground surround...
This part doesn't contain any sex, though future chapters may eventually have some. Many thanks to Emmeran and Ningyou Macher for helping me edit this. Contains: some voyeurism. I sat in my car, staring at the front door of my house. The trip to the grocery store had given me a chance to clear my head, and now I was feeling increasingly sure I was crazy....
It all starts so innocently (doesn't it always?). I'm at work, again procrastinating and actually nodding off a bit. I have piles of paper scattered across my desk and a list of clients to call to set up appointments. If you looked at the client list from a certain angle you saw a pile of money. If you looked past that you saw more. You saw a bigger house. T...
How could I put it? "See, Mrs. Dungham, if you could be so kind to free me of this, I will definitely raise your wage for cleaning the house." Or "Is it possible that this whole thing remain between me and you? And could you please hand me those panties?" Or perhaps "Ok, let's make a deal, close your eyes and make everything I tell you. Just close your...
Emile looked at Jack, who watched his Alpha run into the woods. "That... could have gone better," he said wryly. Emile sighed and wrapped her arms around Jack, resting her head on his shoulder. It felt strange to be alone in the Alpha's home, but it didn't seem to bother Jack at all. "So what do we do now?" Jack pulled Emile tight, content to just breathe...
His hands weren't shaking anymore. His breathing steady but deep and hypnotic. He wasn't scared anymore; he was something else. James felt himself consumed with an almost white hot desire burning from deep within his being. It had almost complete control of him now and James didn't care anymore. When James was a teenager, after graduating high school, he m...
Chapter 1 Hell on earth is a crowded subway train at 6:00 a.m. in the morning, Adele thought, looking at the bent heads and blank faces of her fellow straphangers. She rode the number two train downtown to 23rd Street, where she played executive assistant to her psychotic boss: Mindy Corentini. Mindy was a trust fund baby. The only child of Apollo Corenti...
It was a moment of truth. I took a deep breath and walked purposefully down the hallway to the bathroom. Shirtless and focused, I came up on Ray, who was still talking through the door to Jimmy. All the evidence available told me Jimmy was still crying and babbling. He was apparently convinced he was gay. This had somehow been brought on by his belief that h...
So, you're big and strong Black Muslim man, eh? You're used to little White chicks throwing themselves at you because you're the African stud with the big dick? Well, I've got news for you, Mister Black Man. Tonight, you're going to be my bitch. That's right! My own personal bitch. I'm going to fuck you in the ass with my strap-on dildo until you cry. I won'...
The next day Taitan's boobs were only dressed by a much too small mesh top that didn't even cover Chloe's delicious nipples. The students were still intrigued by the display and many dared to touch the oddly large, tightly wrapped balls of flesh bulging through the net. Clara was back as well but she intentionally seemed to ignore Taitan this time. First vo...