I awoke the next morning at first light refreshed and relaxed. I was determined everything was going to go my way. I ate a light breakfast, dressed and headed to work stopping to get a latté on the way. I got to work and checked my schedule and found it was light and had the receptionist set up the appointment for Wayne and his cousins for just before the cl...
I knew John Branagan was wealthy but I did not realise just how wealthy until the afternoon we drove up the long drive to his parent's house. A couple of days earlier John had asked me to marry him and I had jumped at the chance. Now we were here to visit his parents. We pulled up in front of the large house and as John turned off the engine, he turned to m...
They say romance is dead in today's world. The sunlit picnic has been replaced shady motels and decrepit beds. In the time, before now, a marriage was not considered legal until it was consummated in a night of sweat, passion, and, depending on the era, twisted sheets. Does that mean that most of us are married thrice over? That those nights of intimate pass...
The sun was in half stride to the top of the sky, And Xulatiki stood proudly, his purple cloak billowing around his perfect body in his first year of full manhood. His eyes, and, indeed, the eyes of all those about him, all of the woman of the empire who were able to walk or find someone to carry them to this place, were focused at the top of the smoking sac...
In a world not too unlike our own, in a town you could almost recognise, a young woman sits alone in her apartment. Sitting cross-legged in her apartment in front of three different computer screens, lit only by their soft glow, she harbours a look of intense concentration. All manner of windows are open, from official-looking documents to particularly kinky...
These are the instructions for a new type of sexual goddess worship which was created by a married couple who happen to be massage therapists and Yoga practitioners. To facilitate this ritual you will need three adults – either a male and two females or three females. One of the females is to be the goddess and she will receive the pleasure. This ritual alt...
The gallery above the altar area was filled with robed and hooded figures, silent and intently watching the scene below them. The altar was carved from a solid block of ancient stone, by hands that were not human. Hundreds of black candles provided flickering light, that reflected off the small pool near the altar and the three brass gongs spaced equally aro...
She comes home from work expectant, rushes to the computer and dials in. To retrieve his message, the one she knows he will write. She knows he will describe it to her, how he will punish her, what it will be like. It has been in her mind all day, her discipline, her punishment, the words circling round and round in her mind. She has imagined his voice, whi...
Underneath a pregnant moon, three robed ladies dabbled in witchcraft, alcohol, and other mischief. Skeletal trees branches filtered silvery light onto them. In their prepared forest clearing, a fired burned and crackled in a stone pit, protecting from December's frigid breath. Left of the flames, sat Laurie, a six foot black girl of gigantic proportions, b...
"I've... never had an audience... for that," Will said, really not sure what was going on. "You'll love it. We'll have you up on stage in no time," Bella winked. "No, I really doubt that," Will shook his head. "So what are we doing?" "Well, I need to tap directly into your aura. We're going to do a kind of metaphysical blending of our personal energies,"...