Working Stiff 'Yo Pete. No post deal blues. PT pm soldier. Go easy. Bar 18:00. xx' Typical Dan text. The deal was done. Ink on the contracts, funds in escrow. More than a year of hard work from all the preparation, through the pitches, meetings, presentations, diligence and negotiation, to signing. All the hurdles jumped, the problems worked, the battles...
Chapter Six Survival of the Wounded Heart Valerie woke, her groggy mind surprised at not hearing the dreaded beeping of her alarm. Gradually, she became aware of the moving, whispering form next to her in bed. Susan was crying softly in her sleep, her body thrashing gently in the throes of what could only be described as a nightmare. "Master, please don't...
It was late morning on Saturday. Tanya was sitting at the kitchen table, wearing a satin robe that she had brought from home, left open to reveal her nakedness. The daily newspaper was in her hands, Tanya leisurely reading it as Pam knelt before her, slurping greedily along her balls. They were slick with saliva, gleaming like polished ebony. Her fingers wer...
Kara was woken by a stray sunbeam on her face and when she stretched languidly she felt a lithe and soft body next to her in bed. Jaime was laying on his belly with his face towards her, sleeping soundly with a serene look on his face. He really was very pretty, beautiful even, and if his eyebrows were plucked and his hair fixed no one would ever see a man w...
Authors note- this story includes non-consensual, rough, and coerced sex. As well as straight and bi-sexual sex. ************ Wendy moaned as her husband slowly licked around her pussy. She grabbed the sheets in her ecstasy. An orgasm rising excruciatingly slowly in her. Ian was great at cunnilingus. He practiced often on his wife. Delighting in the way...
(c) 2005 by Penelope Street There it was again. For the fourth consecutive week the same ad had appeared in the personals section of The Scene, a local rag dedicated to the seedier edge of society. I routinely perused the personals. Once in a while, I stumbled upon an arousing one. Most often though, I found the racy little blurbs amusing instead of excitin...
I am committed to my one true love: computer hacking, and stopping hackers. After college I went to graduate school and got my PhD in computer science. My parents were proud of me, and I was proud of myself. But after graduate school reality kicked in, and I had to get a job and make a living. I quickly got a job in New York City working at security at a m...
Chapter 7 The Stalker Strikes Monday morning came as it always did, with the incessant beeping of Valerie's alarm As Val rolled to shut the clock off, Sally lifted herself on one elbow and brushed her hair out of her face. "Good morning, Mistress," she said as the sheet fell from her torso, revealing the still healing bruises from Rachael's play over the...
A few more hours passed before the mistresses started arriving. Slaves were unfastened one at a time and led away. Jordy's controllers were one of the last to get there and he was overjoyed to see them. The 8-10 hours spent under the beam had taxed his body to its limit. He could barely stand when they finally freed his arms. "Here, drink this," Jenny said...
Wednesday 1:00 PM HST (Hawaiian Standard Time) After spending several months under Nicole's control I've become used to the queasy feeling in my stomach and the heightened awareness of my senses from the adrenaline and anxiety caused by her little adventures to the point that they were becoming embedded into my sexual arousal. However, as I walked off the j...