We met on the net. How modern. He was shy and nervous, very much like I was though if anything even more cautious. Being a closet cross dresser with a life outside my apartment door my main aim was discretion and major fear -- discovery. Charles appeared to be perfect for my yearning to fulfill my fantasies and spice up my solo adventures. We chatted online...
Tanya nervously clutched her purse to her chest as she walked through the heavy door. She pulled off her sunglasses that had been in place hiding her face, despite the fact that it was overcast and dark outside. She eyed the reception area as she pulled the door shut behind herself. The building on the outside resembled an inner-city residential house that...
My entire relationship with Charles, what little there was of it, consisted of countless opportunities for emotional growth and never-ending nights of frustration. We hadn't been dating long, only a few months, but our liaison was defined by what seemed to be an endless supply of patience on Charles' part and innumerable occasions for me to redefine myself a...
The day after Marcos's farewell to Bitsy... ******* Thrust, parry, riposte! Thrust! Parry! Riposte! Stuart wiped away the sweat as he put himself through another punishing workout. He had not slept last night and had instead practiced honing his other blade's skills. At swordplay, the king was a master—all Tsepesh males were. The bawdy joke was that they...
********************************** By Filthykat This story is about a man who meets up at an anonymous hook-up with another man who proceeds to dominate him for the night. It is hoped there will be continuing chapters detailing the rest of his evening's carnal pleasures. It contains graphic gay, bondage and domination themes so if you do not appreciate t...
This is the 12th and final part of the tale of a Lady and her stable of slaves But it is not the end for the characters 12. Epilogue As it turned out any fears about what might happen with the others at the manor proved to be unfounded. Deanna had persuaded first Jared, and then his doctors, to allow him to be discharged to the manor for his rehabilitatio...
This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...
"So I've always wondered..." Mandy's voice petered out. She thought of herself as a liberated woman and was surprised at how awkward it was to ask this question. Joseph looked attentive and waited patiently. "How does, uh, you know, Cialis work?" Joseph grinned. So that was it. He had noticed Mandy fretting about something for most of the evening. He had...
The swinger's party in the upscale private home in St. Hubert, a suburb of Montreal, was genial, quiet, with all the guests still fully dressed. Raul Leblanc, speaking with three other men at the bar, frowned. The woman with the hottest body there, a "Dottie," according to her nametag, had politely told him "No," when he had asked if they could retire to one...
"You know we can't pay you right now, right?" Calli asked. Calli and her husband had come up to Doug and his wife's farm to get feed for their animals. They were the perennially broke couple with too many mouths to feed and never enough money to pay all the bills. "I know." Was all Doug answered. There had already been a discussion between Doug and his wif...