My whole body hurt, everything, both inside and out, the pain had brought me agonisingly awake. I could feel the bars of the cold cage I had been thrown into, it had been my home for several months but the beating was new. The other sissies had turned on me, they might be 'girly' but they were cruel, Mistress Kayne had warned me that to disobey one last ord...
Chapter 4: Destination Nowhere © Sadie Rose 1999 (Gore Warning: The culmination of this story is 'still' [apologies to Laurel and Manu] a tad violent, so anyone with a nervous disposition and/or weak stomach should cut away before the last page. Sorry :I ) SIMON "Why didn't you fucking wake me?" Simon yelled at his boyfriend, and not for the first time,...
"Awwwww fuck... cum already Jam. I still gotta go meet Deano yet." That's me, Francis Jamanski, better known as Jam. 50% polish and 50% Italian and 100% fucked up. When I'm getting ready to fuck a new girl for the 1st time, I jokingly ask them if they want an Italian sausage or a kielbasa. Some, just don't get the analogy. I'm one week post high school grad...
Jess woke up alone in the big bed. She looked over at the en suite, the door was open, the light off. She flipped on to her back and stretched for a minute before flopping back down with a lusty sigh. She closed her eyes and smiled. Other than the little scene in the washroom the previous night had been amazing. It had left her with several fabulous memories...
"Kellerman Studios ... How may I direct your call?" As soon as Eric opened the outer door into the studio, Jennifer looked up at him and held up her index finger so he would wait for her to complete her call. He sauntered to the reception counter and leaned toward her with his trademark smile plastered across her face. When she hit the transfer button on t...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five parts Part 5: Changes copy write 2014 Chapter 66 Sunday 23 June, 1985 When Mike parks by the gate and snoozes Ken Daniels wakes him. "Sorry, I didn't know anyone was out here. I'm going off shift but Ferman's down there. Toot your air horn." Mike looks at his watch and sees it's nearly seven thirty. He toots his air h...
Some of the ideas for this story, and certainly the inspiration, were adapted from a Japanese hentai cartoon, Express Train (there are, of course, quite a few bus and train versions of this theme in Japanese idol movies). I placed the story in the fetish section, as its primary theme is frotteurism. However, it does clearly shade into exhibitionism and voyeu...
Another MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY: Marcel A novel by David Horton Copyright 2020 Chapter 1 It's Friday, January 2nd,1998 and the Claymore household is quite still after the panic of the New Years Eve party of Wednesday last. Guests at their home included Trudy and all her kids. It was not the ideal way to settle into a new home but all in all, it had g...
"So you want to be a cop?" The middle-aged women in the police captain's uniform asked. "Yes, very much," I answered with as much conviction as I could muster. I studied the Captain as she paused to decide on her next statement. She was a heavy set woman with a too large nose. It was red and covered with broken veins. The nose made her look as though she mi...
Sam Nichols had a comfortable, reasonably well paid job in a computing firm called Stewart Computing. He was twenty two and had recently graduated college and had been lucky to find such a good job in the firm on the edge of San Diego, just a couple of hours drive away from where his parents still lived with his younger sister Lizzie in the small town of Riv...