What do you do when you suspect the man with whom you are sleeping with performing a nefarious crime? That is the dilemma faced by Rachel, the tragic heroine of Jenny Diski's first novel, Nothing Natural, originally published in 1986. In this very British take on the dark underside of BDSM, Jenny Diski introduces us to the average divorcee, Rachel. The mot...
It wasn't easy to find a place where I could watch all three dealers at more or less the same time, but I managed it, after informing my client that none of my three prime suspects seemed to be ripe for pinning the crime on to just yet. This was going to take some long term surveillance I suspected before one of my suspects made a telling mistake. I had nea...
I stumble for balance a my mistress shoves me into the room. I'm normally much better at walking in heels, but I've not been allowed to walk, let alone stand for quite some time, and my arms are tied tightly in a box tie. I drop to a knee, slowly looking up through the mess of my hair. When I first see my audience I'm looking up at them and they're looking d...
After our insane, reality altering weekend in that hotel, everything was different. We met two more times, each more insane than the last, until I finally couldn't help myself and asked her to move in with me. She said that she needed to see me on camera, and that she had something to tell me. That Friday I dreaded coming home, and clicking the Skype icon a...
Chapter 3 Although I did think that it might be an interesting experience to actually sit for an artist, it was a couple of weeks before I saw an opening coming up, on a Sunday. Of course not knowing whether she worked on such days, I was a little hesitant to make the call she'd suggested, but in the end did so, and Annabel immediately allayed my concern by...
I waited by the garage entrance with a measured calm and saw her come out of the building. She saw me and walked my way. She greeted me coolly and walked into the garage. I followed her and enjoyed the show before me as her ass swayed. She looked back at me and asked, "Where is your car Papi? " I walked her to the far end pointed to it and she saw my truck...
Author's note 1: I do not have an editor, and while I did go through and catch most spelling errors those I could not find the correct spelling for I marked with a **double asterisk**. Any others was missed or on purpose (As in an ascent). Author's note 2: This is a first draft stile submission. Where Fire and Ice Mix 2 ~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~ Note: I'd like to...
Prologue A thousand years ago the Galactic Empire ruled over the whole Milky Way Galaxy. Its citizens enjoyed the highest standard of living and everyone was treated fairly and with respect. Then came the Terrins, a terrible war loving race, whose own lack of foresight lead to the destruction of their own home. They had journeyed for hundreds of years to fi...
He watched as the juice ran from her lips, down her chin and dripped on to the table below. Her lips, redder than the flesh she devoured, sank into the fruit as if she could tear through its skin without the aid of teeth. She made no move to wipe away the sticky glaze that started to coat her face. Adam wiped his fingers and glanced down at the ham and sala...
"Jamal Tramell Bradley." I couldn't speak. "Jamal Tramell Bradley III." Chantel's entire tone had changed. I couldn't believe the words that I had let escape my mouth. I mean I had known I liked her since the fight on the bus but I never told a soul. I watched her grow from a young girl to a grown woman. A beautiful black queen. My feelings for her only grew...