(Warning –this and later chapters describe William's participation in Pony play and describes heavy BDSM and pain scenes which may not be enjoyed by all readers. Do Not Read if you cannot handle this type of fantasy and please remember, it is fantasy. If you do not enjoy this story or any of my writings, I'm certain that there are thousands of other stories...
Mike looked at his watch. His shoulders slumped. It was worse than he thought. Two-and-a-half hours. After an hour, he'd realized that she was probably not going to show but he'd already paid the cover charge. Might as well stay and "enjoy the scene". What that really meant was that he might as well hang around because he had nothing better to do. He'd nurs...
It's been a long busy day at work. When I come to your house, I'm surprised to see you as you are. Having only been together a couple months, we've talked a lot about sex but haven't actually had sex yet. You've confessed many of your fantasies to me, and your desire to be controlled and dominated turned me on most because it was also a fantasy of mine. But...
I dated a girl named Jessica for a couple of years in college. She's been the subject of several of my stories. We finally broke up, but we'd been together so long that she and I had most of the same friends. She, my roommate, and some other mutual friends took a road trip to North Carolina only a week or so after we broke up. Jessica roomed in a large hou...
I headed off the fencing piste after winning my last bout 5-0. I had won all three varsity matches that day. "Very good," says my coach, and walks away. Since he was a many of few words – and these were often bad – this was effusive praise from our Russian coach. "Thanks, Coach." I didn't want to overreact, after all. In fact, I was really excited. The pre...
Jess-Belle opened the door, something she'd never dared do on a night like this. It was easier than she expected, but a knot of fear still drew tight in her stomach. The little clock on the mantle chimed midnight. Moonlight filtered through the stirring pines. It a nice night, but no one in their right mind would be out. No one but Jess-Belle, and even she...
He stood over the body, staring, unable or unwilling to move. He felt a trickle of blood crawling down his arm from the scuff on his elbow, mixing with sweat and dirt as it descended. His arms now hung limply at his side. But he still held the rock, his fingers refusing to let go. He heard the muted pat pat of blood dripping from the stone as it fell on drie...
Where do you go when you've lost everything, your employment, worldly possessions, reputation, and even your self-respect? Do you seek shelter and solace from an ex-wife, an ex-girlfriend or a best friend? Not if you have none of those. Lack of time had prevented me from having more than a brief, passing relationship with the opposite sex, and marriage ha...
I was pulling in the air sharply between my teeth. I rubbed my black gloved hand together swiftly. The thick, puffy police jacket was cozy warm, yet the winter air pulled on the fringes of my body: Up the pant sleeve and every strip of skin on the face that wasn't covered by the scarf. I let the air out into a big puffy cloud f vapor in the pitch black night...
Gestapo Headquarters Paris Department A2 Friday October 10 1940 9:00am I woke up abruptly, aching all over. My neck muscles were killing me and I was feeling dizzy. The morning light, which was coming through the window, was illuminating my desk and face. I closed my eyes and rubbed them hard. I must have fallen asleep during the night while going through a...