** This is Part 2 of a longer story. ** As if on cue, a big redneck looking guy walked over to our table. He was wearing a baseball cap with a confederate flag on the front and, no kidding, overalls. "Red" (we never actually learned his name) told us that he had overheard our conversation with J.T. He put two and two together when the three of us went int...
The posting read, "Dominant looking for submissive". You have seen it before, many times. You have seen it once or twice a year, for many years now. It is up for just a day or two and then is gone. The posting reads "Dominant white gentleman looking for submissive single white woman to serve. Age between 40 to 55. Experience not necessary. Willing to train...
Chapter 1: Her 1st experience w/ Gloryholes The darkness of the night was settling in as she parked her car, exited it, and began walking across the parking lot. The black macadam was empty, all but two cars and one was her second shift employee Dave. The night lamp lights began to flicker on and off then popped on fully as she reached out and curled her fi...
Way back in 2002 I penned a novel in which James Farrell told his version of his friend Sully's activities following college. Suffice it to say, Sully had a proclivity for impregnating young ladies that led to him having to leave town in a hurry. 'Nuff said on that. What follows has Sully telling his story of a party his Freshman year at St. Joe's, a Jesuit...
Mike Sighed. He rolled over to make sure his wife was asleep. She was out like a light. He didn't know what it was, but she didn't feel like having sex as much as she used to. So, Mike snuck out of their bedroom and down to the office to turn on the computer. As he waited for the computer to boot up, his thoughts drifted to an instance of sex that amazed him...
Kim was overwhelmed with a mixture of emotions. Part of her was still confused. The bizarre nature of her story would be entirely unbelievable if she had not gone through this strange rite of passage which made her trust the Red Queen so implicitly. Exotic temples, kidnapping, strange rituals and ceremonies, Knights Templar chapels, aborted pregnancies, adve...
Her eyes seemed to burn as they stared into my soul. I lay in my bed. She had awoken me without making a sound or giving me the slightest motion. Her deepened gaze was enough to stir me from my sleep. She wore a long black dress and had long black hair. Her eyes though, her eyes were blue as the pale spring ice. It was those eyes that I looked into that n...
My name's Kyle. I'm 5'10", 160 lbs. , red hair, hazel eyes. I'm only 24, a recent college grad holding down my first "real" job. I'm a teacher. I love my job. Working with kids is really molding the future. I help to make the world the kind of place I want to be when I'm old and they're in charge. December found me this year with lots of free time. School...
1: Entrance-The ballroom As I enter the room, I am first struck by its immense size. The broad stares lead down on to a expansive floor which stretches Hundreds of yards. The open areas are broken only by the symmetrically placed pillars which stretch up into arches across the vaulted ceiling. Broad plate glass doors and windows form the outside wall on tw...
He had not expected her standing there when he answered the knock on the door. He had already stripped himself of the formal regalia he had worn at the banquet. All that was left was a white shirt, unbuttoned roughly halfway down his torso and he black trousers that were part of his rented tuxedo. He was momentarily frozen there, standing at the door that le...