A note to my regular readers: As you can tell, this is not a story. In fact, not only is this an essay, it's an essay about the most perverted subject of all: Politics! So you might want to steer clear if that's not your thing. Evergreen Forest #13 is on the way, along with several other story updates! :) ~~~~~~~~ I am pro-social justice. I feel I should...
Kitty just got de-clawed. In the morning, she sleeps on my pillow, purring affectionately, her little motor still running when I wake up. This morning I woke up alone, and got up to make tea. "Pussy kitty, where are you, baby?" I walked around the house once, and then made my tea and just stood drinking it, looking out the window in a sleepy daze. Then,...
Author's note: This is a story by reader request. He wants to be dominated by a black woman and asked me to write his fantasy. Below is the first chapter of that request. ***** Bart Jackson was finishing off the last work day of a hellish week and needed to relax. Being an account executive for an accounting firm was stressful enough, but that idiot damn n...
I was sitting in my recliner reading People Magazine, when Lana, my wife of twenty four years strolled into the living room and plunked down on the sofa to watch TV. I was so wrapped up in reading about the "Sexiest Man Alive" I failed to hear her speak to me. Normally, I'm a pretty attentive guy, but the story just amazed me. How in hell could a short, ba...
Story description: Femdom, hypnosis, and mind control. This is a lengthy story that includes relationship/character development. Not suitable for a quick thrill. Notice: This story may NOT be posted to any pay site without express written permission by the author. Any posts to non-pay sites must include this notice. * * * * * Prologue: I'm still online w...
"I don't hate angels. In order to hate, you must have been hurt to the extent that you are willing to poison your own body and soul, and a being that does not exist cannot hurt me. But those who believe that angels exist, or dare claim to be angels, have done more wickedness to me and my world than all the demons in Hell combined. That woman at the gates is...
He had Use-It-or-Lose-it Vacation Days Stan and Carolyn had been married for a little over 10 years. They each had good paying jobs and they enjoyed an active, if not extravagant sex life. Each had periodically tried to bring in ideas to keep things fresh, but they did not engage in any significant fetish themes. Last night she had a rare moment in which...
I have received a great deal of email from BDSM fans about my stories. Until now they have mostly been in Mind Control. This is an experiment. If I get a high enough score and enough people read it, I will do more. If you enjoy the story, vote. Fives are appreciated. * * * * * I was taking an extension course in hypnosis at the University. Frankly, I was...
Always an early riser, Mary loved walking her gated community for the exercise and fresh air. The sights and sounds of noisy geese flying in formation overhead peppered with the other sights and sounds of nature, chipmunks and squirrels scrounging for food, along with hawks eying their kill and crows scavenging for anything dead to eat, were diversions that...
Langley, Virginia, USA CIA Headquarters, NCS Briefing Room Monday, July 16, 2012 1:18 PM It was an unusually hot and muggy July afternoon in Virginia. Frank Patterson and Abigail Rogers had been ordered to National Clandestine Service (NCS) offices of the CIA to be briefed on an upcoming mission. Frank being in his early thirties and with NCS division for...