Striding down the dimly lit corridor, i glance over at her. she can't be more than...20? 25? Yet she seems to think she has a submissive side...well, perhaps she does. Where was i when i was 20? i had no clue about that "other" woman who was living inside me all those years. i feel a pang of jealousy toward her, only because she may be discovering something...
Preface: I want feedback, as I want this first chapter to make you beg for the second chapter, or else I'm not doing my job. Warning, it is the first chapter of a novel. So it reads like one also. Not much "action", but I feel like it makes up for it in psychological awareness. *** Chapter 1: On my way to work The walk from my apartment to the hospital...
Part 1, A Jeff and Emma Story Jet sat on a bench in the mall, mid afternoon on a lazy Tuesday in June, and idled the time away watching the young clerk in Les Bon Temps, a lingerie store embodying something of both Frederick's of Hollywood and Victoria's Secret. The woman, early to mid twenties perhaps and a little mousy with her clunky glasses, didn't appe...
This is the second installment of the series. The Road Trip should be read for context prior to reading this segment. However, with a little imagination one may make the leap well enough to suffice. None of them knew how long they had been waiting. Their eyes glanced toward the building and were fastened upon the door that stared toward them. The door was...
Drew pulled his collar up closer to his ears. "What the fuck am I doing here? Its fucking cold, the snow is blowing, and I want to go fucking home" he thought. His angst was not North East, Maryland, the little town he had rented an apartment in. It was his desire for home in California. It's not rebuilding a prison and doubling its size, all while its 110%...
Jesse was alone, and the restaurant not at all crowded. The couple arrived just as the waitress finished taking his order. They entered from behind him, almost brushed his arm enroute to their table some 20 feet away. The restaurant was laid out oddly: the new couple's table was oriented at about 45 degrees to Jesse's line of sight, making her fully visibl...
Mistress Susan invites Glenn to her dungeon for discipline, punishment, and humiliation. Glenn knew enough about bondage, discipline, punishment, and humiliation to know what he liked and didn't like. Glad that he had put a safe word in place, 'Meow', when things got too rough and he wanted to stop that particular action, Glenn didn't like pain. He never un...
I had met my new stepsister once. She helped her father move in with my mother and first impressions of them both were fine. Ezra was about three inches taller than my 5'6 self and had bra-strap-length black hair, olive skin, brown eyes always seemed to wear jeans, sandals and graphic tees. I was much more of a skirt and blouse girl. She was easily a C-cup t...
The water was warm, beading on her flesh as the shower head sprayed her body. She had gotten home ten minutes earlier. The house empty she decided to have a shower before getting tea. The water feeling like a gentle caress after the long day she had just had. As she lathered her body he watched. She did not know he was there. Her hands rubbing, massaging th...
Wolf stood 7'2" in his stocking feet. He had long, raven black hair that he wore pulled back into a tail. Cool gray eyes looked out of a handsome face. His well muscled body moved with silent grace. Men either challenged him or fawned on him. Women were fascinated and a little frightened. And none went with him more than once, for his size included his genit...