The Wells House opening for its summer Gauguin exhibition glowed inside the shamble-stacked home. Outside, the temperature pushed higher even as the sun set behind the city, but each opening of the wide glass doors blew the chill air conditioned interior into the night, where it dissipated as the sounds from the party inside brushed against the apple trees i...
Hi, my name is Abby and I've got a little bit of a dilemma. See, I'm a nice girl, twenty-something with a good job, a new car and my own apartment. People tend to view me as sweet, perhaps innocent, occasionally nerdy and definitely a bit quirky (as evidenced by the skull surrounded by fluffy unicorns on my desk). People tend to watch their language around m...
The sweat trickled down Lillian's flushed cheeks as she curled her fingers tightly under her thumbs, her small fists concealed by the loose cotton smock as she prepared to punish the drawn face leaning over her. Only inches above the child's trembling chin, the ten year old bully looked around at the other girls for assurance then turned back and with a snee...
Finally, Friday has arrived. It's been a long week and I'm looking forward to my weekend. What is on my books for the weekend? The usual...errands, coffee with my girlfriend, nothing out of the ordinary. But, what if today was the day he asked? What if he wanted to pencil himself in for my weekend, that's a nice thought. What if...today...he asked you. My j...
Four weeks had passed, training and traveling to meet Anna's customers. Men who liked being spanked, men who liked being tied, men who liked the idea of something a little different from their socially prevalent wives and their socially prevalent teas and parties. Anna's group had formed a nice routine in those four weeks while continuing to train Shawn. She...
I put all my stories in Humor and Satire. I like to write romantic comedies, or as other authors here call it comic romance. But I put them in Humor because they are meant to be comic and light hearted, even if they contain scifi and fantasy, or group sex, or mind control, or whatever. I also realize that some of the categories are to allow people to avoid t...
America- Just uttering the name made Haifa envision freedom. And not only freedom in-terms of personal liberty, but a freedom from the past. A past which kept many trapped into social customs, traditions, culture and family ties. America the ideal meant a land where men and women could be re-born and new ideas could take hold. America also represented peace...
The Sodomite pilgrims couldn't be described as great conversational company. In fact, as they had all had their tongues removed, they weren't able to converse at all. The conversation they had with each other was conducted in sign language and mouthing, but this was enough for them to organise themselves pretty well. Despite their various mutilations, they w...
I really got myself into trouble this time. A girl that lives in my condo complex happened to have her video camera handy when I put on the show for the workmen. She threatened to give the tape to my husband if I didn’t comply with her demands. Even though I was an innocent victim in all of this, I’m sure my husband wouldn’t see it that way. I decided it wou...
PFC Stewart Peter Bate wasn't really sure what attracted him to the woman in the green dress standing amongst the tall reeds on the edge of the pond. Her head was turned away from him. She looked wistful as she stared out over the still water. Was she pining over a love left behind? Or maybe admiring the natural beauty of the trees and rushes on the other s...