So, you want to be a writer? Maybe not, but keep reading, you might be entertained. The first rule that many people tell you in creative writing is "Write what you know." I'm going to tell you that this is the last thing you should do. No one wants to read about your family drama. Do you think that Vince Flynn is actually a terrorist hunter? Or that Bob...
They used to fight so goddamn much. It was why he finally bought earplugs. Living on the main floor of that old rented brownstone a few streets up from the lake was a pretty sweet deal. He could bike to his job - his first real one since graduation - along Lakeshore Boulevard, there were all those charming patios to try out along Queen Street in the summer...
Carol was an employee with a travel agency and she is into lot of traveling due to the nature of her job. Once on such a trip she experienced a pain sort of thing near her tummy area and thus she decided to consult a doctor to express he problem. An appointment was fixed with Dr.Rodriguez to meet at 6'o clock in the evening. Dr.Rodriguez was a famous doctor...
"It's very nice here," Katie said, admiring the cabin her husband rented. He unpacked their play bag, laying the coiled rope aside to retrieve a leather strap and a wicked dragon's tongue. "Undress and go outside. Wait for me next to the car." "Yes, sir." She undressed and obeyed, moisture trickling between her thighs. The sun warmed her body. Was anyone...
I stood in front of my upstairs bathroom’s full-length mirror, turning this way and that trying to get a clear view of the dozens of red marks and welts that covered my asscheeks, upper thighs and shoulders. This was an entirely new experience for me. There were in fact a string of entirely new experiences in my sex life lately. But how I, who had always be...
Pain... Pleasure Trust... Control Control... Dominance Dominance... Submission Scottie's knees were beginning to ache from how long he'd been kneeling, but he didn't dare move. Scottie's master had told him to kneel, and he wasn't one to break orders. Especially not orders from his master. His master, Damien Ricci controlled his every move, and Scottie...
As John sat on the couch watching the news, Penny came in with the mail and sat next to him, leaning back against the arm rest, and settling her legs on John's thighs. John used her legs as a drink holder, setting his beer bottle between her knees, and she dutifully shifted her legs a bit closer together to hold it. As she did so, John reached over and rubbe...
I didn't see Katie for a week. Part of me was hoping she had decided to move on and not pursue things with me but the other half of me dearly wanted our tryst to continue. I thought about her a lot, almost obsessively at first. I wondered how far she wanted me to take things, how much she really wanted to learn. Young people frequently say they want to know...
All afternoon, the desire had been welling up deep within Me. My eyes had been practically glued to anything which would give My the time: the bottom-right corner of My laptop, the watch on My left wrist, the old analog clock on the wall of the break room, My cell phone... I left the office ten minutes early, but it had been preplanned so that I could drop...
This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...