Nov. 8 Sometimes I feel like a vampire. I make women my victims; willing victims grant you. It is the same whether I am photographing them or fucking them. I feed my appetites with them, my need to make them give in to that part of themselves that they have to keep hidden, to admit the animal part of themselves, to treat them as purely female, fucked, domin...
Alexa's office Alexa listened carefully to her patient while weighing available mechanism's that might help the woman to cope with the overbearing husband in question. There was little doubt in the therapist's mind that corrective action's existed with the challenge being how to help her patient select the right one to effectively alter her behavior that co...
I guess everyone has heard that it is best to write about things that you know about or things you have done. I tend to write about those things that I dream about or desire to know more about and sometimes I just sit and let the words flow not knowing where the rushing rivers of words will take me until I get there. That is the way that I write and in my ea...
This is the final chapter of this story and it should bring the story of Rick, Elle, and Amber to the end. I didn't rush it and let it tell its tale at its own speed. It is not for everyone, and that's ok – because I wrote it and I liked it. I'll admit the 1st 2 chapters are a bit clunky and don't flow as nice as I'd like, but that's ok – I felt the rust blo...
When Elaine started college she always knew she wanted to be a psychologist. In fact she loved sex so much she thought she could major in adult sexual psychology. She thought everyone deserved good healthy sex. Throughout her time in college she practiced and interned with a prominent psychologist in the city who taught her many different techniques for help...
For one week in October, the government declares pornography awareness week. Oh, wait, wait, I take that back. The Bush Administration renamed it "Protection Against Pornography Week" a few years ago. I know, puts a whole new spin on it, doesn't it? Because when I first saw, "Pornography Awareness Week," I thought, hey, cool! We're gonna have open debates...
I am a rather conservative looking, middle-aged woman of average appearance and demeanor. I work as a school psychologist in Los Angeles. My boyfriend Frank is a studio musician who plays bass with many of the up and coming bands in the area. He's also in his late thirties, with sandy brown hair and of no particular physical distinction. He wears glasses and...
The answers that you get always depend on who you ask. The neurologist said that I suffered TBI, traumatic brain injury. The psychologist said that it was merely traumatized and held back by my fears and insecurities, that I was afraid to live or think or even act. My older brother said I was retarded. Oddly enough, it turns out that he was the one who was r...
Spencer was an unassuming young man, reserved and seemingly shy. He worked for Ethan, keeping track of inventory and shipments for the eastern seaboard. He was only 20, but Ethan trusted him. He lived alone, and lived to work. He loved working for Ethan, and he was well rewarded. He traveled with him often, providing support and product information to potent...
Ch 3: PARTINGS: The Art of The Deal I took a deep breath standing in front of our—Jerry's and mine -- house. It would become hard to accept or think of this as mine alone. The next steps would be the toughest. Yes, I was home, but I felt so alone. A full week away at a National Service Induction Center had one plus. I lost a few pounds and toned my muscles...