Author's note: This story is based on a report my wife claims to have seen on one of those "weird news" websites. I don't know if it really happened, since I didn't see it myself, but I'll take her word for it that it did happen. ------ Nancy DiMarco lay back on the bed naked, trying to regain her wits, trying without success to push their hands and faces...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. I do my best with spell an...
I stood outside the house, trying to keep my eyes on it and not all the people looking at me. I was shivering all over, numb in parts of my body, more from anxiety than the cold. All this and I was wearing a sweater, jeans, socks, boots, a heavy black coat, and a scarf. I could only guess how much colder I was about to get. Ever since agreeing to play the...
Another tale of the "wild west" and the characters that lived in that exciting time. Life was simpler then; a time of stark contrast, a world of black and white. But there were a few gray areas. This is a story of one of the men who lived in that world between black and white, between good and bad, and between the law and the outlaw. Constructive comments...
Candy spent a long day at the office after returning from a much-needed vacation with her best friend and neighbor Tina. The hectic pace of dealing with the backlog of work that built up for her, managed to distract her from reliving the best vacation of her life. She had been in her office for 10 hours and was planning at least two more hours before calling...
Chapter Three Pony Girls The slave was tired. It was well into the afternoon and she'd been suspended for several hours. The ben wah balls had stopped vibrating; their batteries exhausted. She missed the pleasure they'd provided, even though that was a torture as well; being aroused without orgasm. All her muscles ached now. She knew she wasn't being hurt,...
I was shaking with fear; my mind was running through the possibilities and all of them sucked. I was having a hard time coming up with one that didn't end in my death, the death of my family, even my Pack. The Cartel was known for its brutal methods, they wouldn't stop at just me. They would kill everyone I loved in front of me first. Then there was the CIA...
"Honey? Hey, it's dad. I did it!" "Daddy???" "Yeah, it's me," her father, Cole Garr, said. "I did it. I won!" "Seriously!? So you get to come out here to Las Vegas, right?" "I do. And everything is paid for courtesy of All-in Poker. I signed up for their on-line tournament on a whim. I started winning and kept winning and before I knew it, I was playing...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
The dreaded mother/grandmother from Argentina arrives and Cal survives, thanks to nimble thinking by Dio and the wedding ends in an unexpected revelation for Cal, Carra and Dio. * Arriving at the office Dio was briefed by Angela, who immediately handed him a strong cup of black coffee. He learned that the two mid-aged men were from Sandhurst Downs, a huge...