If a Bree calls in the forest, does she make a sound? Not with a red scarf crammed tight in her mouth. She was tethered to the trees when I found her. I was roving the paths on my hundred acres of property, enjoying the cool North breeze, when I heard a smothered yelp. I paused, filtering the sounds of the woods – the creak of branches, the shush of leav...
Chapter 06: Cold Kisses I expected him to punish me for my transgression. I had disobeyed his express command to not touch myself before his very eyes, using his own instrument. The corset he crafted to deny me pleasure granted me a satisfaction all the sweeter for long suppression. I flaunted that subversion before him. My defiance ruffled his feathers, sh...
Please give me the support of your vote. * Walter's falls in love with Bill's wife, Tiffany, his best friend's wife. A black Nubian princess, neighbor and friend, she's an ex-stripper. Being as quiet as he could be so that Linda didn't hear him rattling around downstairs, Walter went in the kitchen, grabbed himself a couple of beers and quietly opened the...
Chapter Fourteen: Home, Bitter Home Evenings were hell, a return to loneliness, a self-imposed solitary confinement. Returning home was the equivalent of lowering myself into a dark insect infested pit. It was a deep well with a dank and slimy interior. I had no interests or hobbies and now no appetite outside Biprods Incorporated. I existed solely for Ms....
The meal seemed like it would never end. Carol was amazed just how much food one person could eat. Fabonita downed a whole roast chicken, three filet mignons, a bowl of mashed potatoes, a massive container of beans, and then a dozen extra-cheesy burritos, which she downed with a pot of coffee. "I have to say I'm impressed!" Carol said. "I had no idea you co...
This cunt is called mandy. Mandy's Lord Husband has instructed her to share the story of her training. The cunt mandy is grateful to be allowed to write from her point of view. My name was Amanda Stevens. I met my husband Richard during college. I studied History, and my area of special interest was the Medieval Period. My friends joked that I was working o...
This story takes place many, many generations ago; back in the days when living life WELL was more important than living life easy. A time when honor, fortune and love ruled the days and magic was everywhere, and everywhere you made it. During these times, people were tyrannized by curses, but the curses very often didn't have the final say... Once upon a t...
Sorry about the delay in posting this chapter. All feedback is welcome! * Philip! Philip looked up from the files they'd brought home from ITS. Both he and Iason were sitting in Iason's living room, in front of the wood stove. While it didn't have the same ambiance as the palace's fireplaces, it made the room warm and cozy. "Something wrong, Philip?" I...
Dear Jeb, This will be my last letter for a while. That tantrum you had in the visiting room scared the heck out of me. Maybe you'll eventually grow up, and get over being dumped! In the meantime, I sure don't need to deal with that kind of scene again. I want to explain what happened, from my side at least. I called Helen when I got home from the doctor'...
1. Encounter She was so glad to be back at college. The grey walls of her small dorm room were bare, indicating that it was the beginning of the semester, but she looked on them with more fondness than she'd ever looked on the walls of her room at her parents' house. This tiny room was more of a home to her than that whole house; she knew the campus, with...