In my story, "Midsummer Fest, Ch.2" there are several references to a 'failed colony' on the planet Sylvan. It was called a debacle and almost killed Project Lifeboat, the interstellar colonization program. This was written to explain just what really happened out there. "The defendant will rise and face the bench!" Ariel stood, her eyes still red fro...
I knew that I was in trouble as I walked through the front door. My girlfriend, Marie was standing in my living room twirling a pair of black, lacy, silky panties around one finger. I recognized them as the ones left at my place after that one night stand fling I had with a waitress named Antonia. I had tucked them away in my shirt drawer, but had overlooked...
This story contains elements of BDSM, including bondage, smoking fetish, cuckolding, and physical torment. If you don't want to read about such things, find another story. Gilbert nervously dialed Jaicie's number. Her profile on the Boy Toy Phone Sex website indicated she had numerous BDSM interests, including smoking fetish, bondage, and cuckolding. He hop...
Byron Leicester had a difficult time visiting his strange Aunt Galena Twysel. Auntie Gal was actually only about sixty-three years old and damned good looking for that. The doctors said she had early Alzheimer's, though this mystified Byron as his aunt still lived in her own house, did her gardening and shopping. "But don't upset her or offend her" his m...
Note- The following is copyrighted. Legal notice appears at the end of the story. * A winter's day, "in a deep and dark December". Sally Thatcher shivered violently as she stepped out of the house she and Valerie Burbon had shared for five years. Sally wore the down-filled neck-to-ankle coat Valerie had given her, but no shoes and no other clothing. Master...
I met an old school chum the other month whilst drowning my sorrows in a London pub. He sat on a bench outside, smoking. I'd just been for another job interview and knew it hadn't gone well. I had been out of work for six months and with my savings almost gone I was desperate and depressed. Robert was a breath of fresh air, always bright and chirpy and tod...
It's Valentine's Day, 2006. We leave early in the morning, just before sunrise. The camper is hitched to the back of my truck, all ready to go. We have packed enough food and supplies for at least a week of camping and exploring. Finally we are on our way for a week of adventure to the beautiful town of Washington in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. They h...
Author's Note: NO SEX! The crucial events in this story take place in Wichita, Kansas around 1950. Place and street names are generally accurate with some small amount of poetic license. To set the mood, the big songs that year were: Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer, by Gene Autry White Christmas, by Bing Crosby Music! Music! Music! by Teresa Brewer The...
It was an old building with whitewashed clapboard walls and a tin roof. Several large lights hung from the ceiling. The lights added to the oppressive heat. From the walls to the center were low wooden tiers that descended to the center, each tier only five or six inches higher than the next inside. The tiers were occupied by a folding chairs, some metal, so...
Laresa lay curled on the pillows that served as her bed when she was inside of the ring, her body relaxing even though her mind was spinning a thousand miles a minute. He'd lied to her, after all the time he'd held her ring, making her perform his disgusting and obscene duties with little mercy as to her wishes, knowing the rules specifically said that lying...