Darien signed up for the experiment, when he arrived he was guided to an empty room and told to touch the computer screen, read the instructions and agree to conditions of the test. He touched the screen. It lit up and after asking for his personal identification number and gender, it scrolled along with a description that he was going to be testing the ef...
I am Jack Z, the infamous bounty hunter based on the lunar colony, and I had found myself in a large, dirty spot of problem. To say it plainly, I was in a suitcase and some enhanced hoodlum had chopped of my legs and my arms with a brutal, unregistered chainsaw whip. It wasn't the first time for me and years ago I replaced my limbs with insensitive plastic...
"You free for the next hour or so?" you ask in a text. "Sure," is my reply. "What's up?" "I have a little surprise I think you might like. See you in 30." I'm curious and a tad excited. You and I have talked all sorts of fantasies, but tried to keep things on the level. Is this a social call? Is this a flirt session in person? I only have to wait 30 minut...
Janet took her seat in the lecture hall calmly, pulling out her notepad and pen. The lecture today was on the newly discovered phenomenon of hysteria in women. The lecturer, Dr. John Hall, argued that any woman, no matter how sober and logical normally, could be driven to hysteria by simple manipulation of biological attributes. This had intrigued her, so sh...
This is a true story, though the names have been changed to protect the innocent (and guilty). Back in my college days I lived in a house(NOT a frat house) that had anywhere from seven to ten coed students living there every semester. In an effort to get caught up on credits I decided to go to a session of summer school, and the house only had five people s...
Another late night driving down the motorway, the lights illuminating the road, lights blurring one into another. As he moved into the fast lane, his speed creeps up to 90, speeding him home. It had been another long week at work, a mix of meetings with officials, managing projects and running various disciplines to try and separate the weak links from the b...
The day I met Stephen Lemieux is the day my life changed forever. My name is Afaf Al-Rahman and I’m a woman with a story to share with you. I was born in the harsh environs of metropolitan Najran, Southwestern Saudi Arabia, and moved to the City of Makkah in the Al Madinah region during the eleventh summer of my life. My parents, Aref and Mona Al-Rahman work...
Chapter I: Veer Once again, I didn't notice when the bruising happened. I was caught up in the moment and was acting on impulses. She didn't say anything about it either. At least I don't think she did, I honestly couldn't tell you if she did. But she is used to it, she'll blame her abusive boyfriend if anyone asks. In reality she doesn't even have a boyfr...
I work at a pretty casual company. We all wear comfortable clothes, we call each other by first names, no one really has a title, and generally, everyone knows everyone else’s business. This casual atmosphere, and some mutual attraction, has contributed to a fairly close relationship between me and my supervisor. We started out with mild flirting, mostly...
It is late one evening and your cell phone rings. When you look at the caller ID, you see that it is me. I can hear the smile in your voice as you answer which is such a turn on. “Come over, come around to the back yard, to the pool deck”. Is all I say. You laugh at my directions since domination is not generally my role. “Do you understand the directions?”...