The Citadel was quiet after sunset. Wind ran through the rickety metal interior, whistling through cracks. On a dark night a traveler could see the monstrosity from a hundred miles away. It towered above the fields and forests, bleak and ancient and bare, like a gravestone covered in rusty, flickering lights. Besides the stars and moon, no place offered ligh...
I saw the Rumpus Room bar out of the corner of my eye as I drove home. I'd passed it a hundred times back and forth to work but had never stopped. It was a seedy local bar--we used to call it the Rum & Pus in my drinking days--but I wanted a beer and maybe a game of pool to help me unwind from the day. Inside the air was cool, but it had the sour smell of s...
Babydoll answered the video chat with a big smile, waving at me in an almost comically enthusiastic manner. The gesture was made to look even more whimsical by the fact the sleeve of the jacket she was wearing was far too long for her arms, and flopped about like a loose rag doll. It was about that time I noticed it was one of my favorite hoodies, a zip-up I...
She came to the room alone. It was dark, musty, and dank. An almost fetid odor mixed with the dust. She stood in the doorway unsure what to do. Her eyes struggled as it became accustomed to the darkness until finally she felt confident enough to walk in. She went straight to the bed. The covers were straight and tidy, but the scent of lavender that had a...
I had spent most of the weekend doing chores, waiting for Mistress to return from a weekend touchy feely department thing from her school department. As directed, I was doing the dishes, vacuuming, generally cleaning and doing the laundry, all while dressed as Mistress wanted to see me; in her panties, with a lightweight chain connecting my nipple piercings....
The funny things in this life never cease to amaze me. My name is Victor James O'Neill. A big and tall Irishman born and bred in the City of Dallas, in the State of Texas. I currently live in the town of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I am the new Executive Director of Special Projects for Sienna Corporation's new branch in the Confederation of Canada. I make...
Guys, I have a problem. I have a thing for older White ladies with big butts. I don't remember exactly when I realized this, but it thoroughly creeps me out. What kind of pervert lusts after someone's grandma? Try as I might, I couldn't get rid of these forbidden sexual feelings. In case you're wondering who this is, the name is Sylvester Saint-Mathieu. I wa...
Barbados, being an island in the Caribbean, is known for its varied musical and cultural festivals and it is at one of these many events that I met the person whom this story is about. The show had been hyped as 'an event not to be missed' and the massive crowds of people that turned up, despite the non-stop rain that was falling that day, must have believed...
He flew in from out of town, I was picking him up from the airport and scrambled to get ready and leave for the airport on time. After agonizing over what to wear for almost an hour, I finally settled on a body hugging mini sweater dress in bright red with white stockings and cream colored thigh high boots. I sped most of the way to the airport to make up fo...
She fumbled from letter to letter. Her eyes scanned the pages for the gist of each document. "Blah blah blaaah. Beautiful. Next! Blah blah blaaaah. Love HOUSE. Heard it! Yadda yadda yaddaaaa. Keep it up...AHHHHHH!!! WHY?!!!" Abruptly, she threw down the stack on to the desk and wailed to herself in frustration. "GOSH! These letters are all the same! I can...