Luke Whittingham is an artist. He was born in 1967. He was prominent in the 90s on the London Art scene. His most famous work to date is "Committed to Death" (2004), an installation which can be seen in The Royal Academy, London. He currently lives in SoHo with his two cats. Lucy and Mary. The shop window is full of televisions sets. Each one shows a differ...
Copyright first edition 2013, 2015 Chapter 3 I'm strapped in tight that my chest could barely lift to take in air. My eyes drew to horizon transforming from blue to a lush spread of green as the hovercraft descended to travel down the street of a mossy treelined town. It looked so like the life in the pictures in my mother's childhood photo album: more hum...
The heel of my boot clacked against the porcelain tiles of the outdoor bar as I stepped off of the small stage. I had just butchered a karaoke version of Friends in Low Places and was on my way back to my beer. My friends jeered as they signed up for their turn to do the same to some other unsuspecting classic of a tune. We were lit and having a blast. It wa...
"There's some wet on me," Elise said softly. Perhaps it was Miguel's splashing earlier. Sigrid paid no attention to what she said; she continued with her nostalgic reverie about the time when pleasure for her was more pure, less corrupted by inhibition and less tainted by paranoia. She was talking of Zizi, Sigrid's great mistress and teacher in the ways of p...
"Pleeeeease! I don't want to die! You don't have to do this! Please let me go, I swear I won't tell anyone!" The girl tied to the chair pleaded, as tears streamed down her face, to her hooded captor, as she struggled in vain to free herself from the ropes that bound her arms to the chair. She watched in horror as he sharpened a meat cleaver on a stone. The...
"Heathyr." The haunting, melodic tones of the Countess' voice rang out through the cold, silent house. Even after months in her service, I still couldn't get over the way the exquisite marble floors and twelve-foot arched ceilings managed to create seemingly impossible acoustics. It was as if the entire house was built to obey her beck and call -- which prob...
Earlier this month, Chris had to approach his Statistics Professor, Dr. Paul Black and promise, he'd "do anything" for a passing grade. If you close your eyes, you'll imagine Chris as a petite blonde with a hard co-ed body and tight heart-shaped ass. Unfortunately, he's six-foot and an athletic guy. Chris is a senior in college and is ready to graduate at t...
© 2012 by Ldy_Sea. All Rights Reserved. Authors Note: Shannon is a real person I met and almost had an affair with. We both had sons in scouts and ran into each other at several scout events and went on a few dates. We never did get to consummate our relationship. This story contains cheating spouses, exhibitionism, fellatio, cunnilingus, truth or dare, a...
"You doing alright?" Flint asked with a harsh laugh. He ashed off the cigarette and walked over to me. I was still laying on in the dirt and leaves, playing absentmindedly with the cum pooling on my body. "Yeah..." I managed, still basking in the afterglow. I was trying to remain there. Remain in the moment. I knew that when it faded, when I returned to...
Hi guys, I'm back, still alive. I'd somehow managed to fall asleep in my husband's arms, cuddled next to him, in his ICU bed. After a comfortable few hours of much needed rest, I awoke to the sound of rattling, knocking, only it wasn't coming from the locked door. "Knock, bang, clank, bang," the noise was coming from the opposite wall. "Screech." The large...