This is a work of fiction. Any correlation to real people alive or dead is purely happenstance. I hope you enjoy it. It has a familiar theme for my writing, older dominant women and a young male. ************** I was woken by Ms. Langford at 6:00 am the next morning. "Get up Daniel," Beatrice Langford said. I slowly opened my eyes and realized I was...
Pain. So much pain. I woke up, eyes barely able to crack open, and all I could feel was pain. My head was on fire, submerged in ice, expanding to huge size, and being crushed in a vice. My stomach turned, making noises I had never heard before. It felt like I had been eating hot sand last night, the way my throat crackled as I breathed. When I had reminisced...
The house was easy to find, on a lonely road a mile out of town. The perimeter of the large three-story colonial was bathed in halogen-blue security light. No other houses for a quarter mile and a good five miles from Emory University, which seemed strange for a frat-house. The stylish logo was outlined in neon above the large oak front door. "Omega Theta De...
She heard the door open and knew someone was in the room with her. She was suddenly more anxious and frightened than she had anticipated. She expected to feel relieved when someone returned, but she was instead very much uneasy. She hoped it was one of the girls, and she hoped she would remove the blindfold and untie her arms and legs. It was terribly uncomf...
My friend Brittany invited me out to one of those crappy "Dinner and a Movie" theaters. I didn't think twice about the invitation... why would I? I'd known her since high school and I didn't have any plans. From what I had seen of her since we had gotten back in touch she seemed like the ideal housewife, the ideal neighbor, and the ideal friend. I knew tha...
“Hey man, you seen Brian and Lee up and around yet? I think they got smashed last night, bro.” Nick looked up from his game of Halo at the question, seeing his fourth roommate, Danny, framed in the door to his room. Danny — Hispanic, 5’10”, with close-cropped black hair — was wearing a loose pair of gym shorts and his tank top was stained with sweat from his...
A weak woman has a dangerous addiction. Her lover helps her to get rid of it, cold turkey. SCENES OUTSIDE THE WILDER-FELLINI BUILDING Cinner I beg you to forgive me, but your rage is inconsolable. You slap me hard across the face and push me roughly into the car. I slump in my seat crying and cradling my jaw. You speed toward the campus where you are the...
(Author's Note: My thanks to Allan, one of my very best fans, for supplying me with the wonderful idea for this story!) Hi, my name is Julia Strom. I am nineteen years old and a Scorpio. That's supposed to make me automatically sensitive, secretive, powerful, and most importantly, hyper sexy. But I don't believe all that astrological crap and neither shou...
Once again, thank you for the comments and feedback. You guys have really motivated me to jot down my thoughts. A special thank you goes out to Azrael, who took the time to edit my work (Yes my ego is huge but I am trying to bring it under control)You took a lot of time to give me some really great advice. Thank you also to Rockcrawler and Company. Your life...
*Author's Note: I got tired of reading trash on CHYOA after lurking for years, so tonight I scooped up my own heap of trashy porn fantasies and set it loose to the internet. All characters are over 18 and this is trash. It is meant to be played with one hand. * You are Doe Johnson, and after a long search for the perfect private school, you landed on Gilden...