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...
BACK TO EDEN No matter what detours our conversation took, the Sheriff's mind zinged right back to the strange business in the woods. "Tell me, Jack, what'd you make of the things those hoodlums were doing out there in the woods?" "I watched the fat guy picking up some kind of bricks and tossing them into a cart. They had to be valuable for him to be handl...
Bill's Story Ch. 3: A day in the park After the way my wife reacted to being fucked by Beth and Emily on her birthday, we have been getting together on Tuesdays and been fucking ourselves silly. I was very pleased at how easily my wife had taken to having sex with two other women, but I still wanted to expand her limits. For several weeks I thought about wh...
Nemesis Ridge was little more than a fly tird at the foot of the Blue Ridge Mountains. A General Store, two Churches (one white, one black) a Sheriff's Office, Town Hall and Fire Station was about all there was, if you didn't count few dozen scratch-dirt farms surrounding it. It was this shit hole that Special Agent Dana Scully found herself driving through...
Part 14: Is Crystal a slave? Charlene Mackenzie hoped this would be the last time she had to do this. Her daughter had spent the last three years declaring that she was going to be a submissive to a true Dominant. She had hoped that the third time was the charm, it wasn't. This was number four. Each time, she'd had to run the Dominant off, or bribe them to...
Worthy Goals "Hi, Kyle," a pretty girl said, holding out her hand as Kyle hung his coat on a peg. "I'm Megan. I'm very pleased to meet you." "Hello, Megan," Kyle said as he shook hands with a surprisingly lush version of Emily. "It's very nice to meet you." "Take off your boots, Kyle," Emily smiled. "We can talk over a cup of coffee. Or, a cup of hot choc...
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...
Editing thanks to techsan and jazzygrirlinNC mistakes are my fault Fourteen years ago. I am in our family living room. My head hurts from where my mother hit it with a table lamp. My father is lying on the floor, gasping for air. My mother walks over to the fireplace and picks up the poker. Mother says, "You two have held me back long enough. That ends tod...
She had just cleared past the grape vines of the Mountain Castle winery and knew she was back on her mother's land for the first time in nearly seven years. Ally stopped on the side of the narrow, winding, graveled road up into the mountains in a fold between the southern slope of Mount Marshall and a shorter mountain called The Peak, northwest of the small...
"Maybe I died, and went to hell," Jacob grumbled looking over his map once again adding another sticker for the latest rape Angela's told him about. Gloriana Burns, Gloria and his granddaughter, right in the middle of the damn supermarket. It was just so insanely brazen, but a little going over his notes and he found out that the only potential witness that...