Author's note: If you haven't read Ch. 02 in a while, you may want to consider re-reading. I revised it to include some modest plot revisions and corrections a few weeks after the original posting. Also, thanks for reading. I greatly appreciate feedback in the comments section or by PM. *************** Several uneventful days had passed since our shopping...
You were just an average Joe, working an eight-to-five desk job, driving through traffic each morning and again each evening, coming home to a wife who never neglected to remind you of your many shortcomings. The change began that morning at breakfast when you said you needed to run some errands. You had no particular place in mind but felt the need to get...
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Lisa Wong was a slut. She wasn’t quite sure how it had happened, but she was fairly sure it had something to do with wanting to be accepted by the cool kids when she got to the United States from her place of birth, China. She was smart enough to learn English quickly, but to fit in perfectly she had started letting the guys around her ‘take advantage’ in a...
I hadn't seen my sister Karen for about four years and was quite shocked to see how much she had changed; not only in her appearance but also in the way she talked and acted. Karen is three years younger than me that makes her 23 now, she stopped living with mom and dad about six years ago, dropped out of school and travelled around for a couple of years. Wh...
If ever there was a book on jackasses, Roland B. Agerk would have his own series of chapters. Agerk fucked his customers, his suppliers, his business partners and my parents, who were his neighbors. He also fucked his secretary, often, normally on Wednesday afternoon in the office but sometimes there was a quickie on the weekend at a local park. All of th...
As I exited the plane, I felt a new sense of excitement rush over my body. I had spent so much energy debating my parents about why I didn't want to spend the summer on Martha's Vineyard that I had forgot that it wasn't all that bad of a proposition. Besides the fact that I didn't know anyone there and all my friends were working in New York for the summer,...
One Wednesday night during my freshman year of college, my phone rang around 11 pm. I sighed and checked the display, annoyed that anyone would call me so freaking late. I saw Dean's name flashing across the screen. Instantly my attitude changed and butterflies flew into my stomach. Dean Aragon. Yeah, I had feelings for him. Sexual feelings. If I was being...
Chapter 4: The Sex Slave Market's Master Waking up this time was far more painful. The pain in her wrists was far worse than before, mostly because she was upright with her wrists bound above her head and her full weight pulling against them. She was on her knees on a bed, her legs bound apart towards either side of the bed. "Awake? The fogginess will drif...
This series of short stories chronicles the journey of Ashleigh with her friends and relations, as she explores her sexuality, and progresses from teenage sex to the wider reaches of sexual behaviour. They are written from different points of view, to give insight into how the experiences influence the individual characters. Read the whole set of stories fo...