There is no sex in this story. It's a simple tale about family loyalties strained to the breaking point. It might seem a bit silly to some, and some will say it was nobody's business, but not as silly as what I first intended. Besides, loving families stick together. Sometimes that means that love hurts and sometimes it means confronting someone you love bef...
We returned to the Hotel Castello without any of the reporters ever realizing that I had ever left. Gretchen's ruse had worked perfectly. I walked past several security guards on my way to my room. I even passed by one who had handcuffed me and made me helpless, but she didn't even give me a second glance. She didn't recognize me at all. I was feeling so...
DISCLAIMER: This novel will be MESSY. STILL This is purely an experiment to get writing. I do not know where this story will evolve. It is something of a break from the massive series which I am also working on... but more of a forgivable weekly sprint to see where a story will take me. My goal is to publish every week. It's my challenge. This is not rea...
Part 03: Indoctrination of the Slave This is a work of fiction, the names used are fictional. Any relation to any person, real or imagined, living or dead, is purely unintentional and accidental. Answering the bell, Robert opened the door, and was not surprised by what she had dressed in. He had assumed she would rebel, and show her independence. Good, he...
Thanks to oldnakeddad for his editing expertise helping to make this story a better read. A story of a love connection, an old nemesis from high school and the troubles associated with a hatred that was directed for the wrong reasons and the final and ultimate revenge of the wrong wronged person. I hope you enjoy. Please do not forget to vote and feel fr...
This story has already been posted elsewhere with the pen-name texrep. Kezza67 and texrep are the pen-names I use for my stories. This is a story of fiction. Any resemblance to people alive or dead, or institutions are coincidental. Please be aware that the ending is somewhat poignant. Life isn't always fair and happy. * CHAPTER ONE How do we define life...
Tottie grinned, plainly delighted. "Oh yes, please master. I can wag my tail like anything when I am pleased." She took it as permission to stay, and I couldn't bear to say otherwise... Slaveholder. Part two, Slaveowner. Jim McMurty: As I was going to learn. It is one thing to be a slaveholder, and another to be a slaveowner. During the evening I dresse...
I awoke that morning on the floor, naked, my wrists and ankles bound with rope and my exposed sex wet and swollen. I wanted a nice, hot bath to sooth my aching muscles. I wanted to rub the sleepy dirt out of my eyes. I wanted to masturbate furiously so I could get rid of the urgent, throbbing, insistent need between my legs. Of course I was denied all of t...
NOTE: This is the continuing tale of Jack and Bethany, two single parents who met when their sons joined the same traveling baseball team. Their back story unfolds in the previous chapters but any chapter can be enjoyed on its own. All content is fictional and all those engaging in adult activities are meant to be of legal age. ***** Chapter 15 -- Late Ra...
Garrison Dhorne woke up to the scent of eggs and bacon. A new day would begin after a hearty breakfast. It had been awhile since he had had a home cooked meal. Even the aroma of freshly squeezed orange juice tempted his fight to sleep another hour. He heard the door to his room open as he gently fluttered his eyelids. Ignoring the breakfast trays light jin...