Episode Six I lay Relaxing in the bath I lay relaxing in a warm bath. My whole body felt totally satisfied. The pain on my bottom was now a hot sensation, the red stripes glowing with a sense of pride and defiance. I sat comfortably on a small half deflated rubber tube as I soaked in the bath salts and bubbles. Carol and Heidi were wonderful. They had bough...
This story is based on a fantasy of my partner. Maybe one day it will come true for him or the two of us. * I crossed off the last job on the list. I was finished. I looked at the clock, still only 10.30 in the morning. Everything was done and I was ahead of time. The house was clean, the bedding had been changed, food was prepared, and I had time for a q...
Dramatis Personae: Sunshine: Large breasted woman. Lingerie model. Desmond: Geeky-looking guy. Scriptwriter. Herbert Chin: Overweight, balding, middle-aged man. Porn Movie Producer. Misty: Porn Starlet Tracy: Porn Starlet Buster Beaver: Male porn star. Johnny Rubber: Male porn star Act I Pan across a bedroom in which there is a large double...
Part one. Fair to look upon My name is Abram and I'm credited with founding three religions. And if you find that hard to believe, I can tell you that I find it harder. It felt to me like I was spending all my time here on earth just trying to feed my family. We were doing this trek down to Egypt, for instance, because a drought had descended on Canaan wher...
Unfortunately there is no gratification in submission (although there might be some themes suitable for a good imagination). If you happen to like this and haven't read the first chapter, I'd suggest you read the first. (Thank you to Lit for story tags, I always go blank when I submit.) Also I hope everyone had a great new year! -- "Why?!" Lexa squared he...
I don't know how readers feel about it, but for me there is nothing more erotic than a true story. And the writing process certainly has its benefits -- the reliving of a sexy, fruitful and fulfilling event creates all sorts of stimulation for me and a productive hour or two invariably sends me off in search of human (or battery-driven) contact. So I offer...
I heard the door slam as she left the flat, 'at least they'd stopped arguing' I thought to myself as I carried on washing up. My fiancée and her best friend/our flatmate had been arguing since I'd got home from work. I had moved in with them to start working for a few months before my fiancée and I got ourselves a flat of our own. No-one had been too keen on...
As with my other stories, reading this story while listening to the music playing behind the main scenes can enhance the reader's experience. The pieces are: Nigel Good feat Sarah Clark - Always Running (original mix); and Matvey Emerson feat Freya - Gimme Your Love (original tropical mix). * Who's in charge of the world that is you? Who is in charge of t...
"There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer." -Angela Carter *** "Why does the wolf eat Grandma first?" The question floated out of Angela's mouth before she realized what she was saying and hung in the air, pregnant with possibilities. Nicolas wiped his mouth with a red-checked napkin and raised an eyebro...
Chapter One: Boy Meets Girl I noticed her on the bus ride to downtown in the morning. She was a very pretty young woman in her mid twenties with a nice shape but painfully shy. She had a faded purple streak in her brown hair but now she was sporting a new style, blond curls with highlights. She worked in an office and always wore sneakers even with her dres...