Part IV Chapter 29 ____________________________________ Harry watched Stacy Bennett, now sitting beside the pool behind Avi's house at the Tel Aviv compound, as she took her morning coffee and, like Jim Parish, he was getting increasingly worried about her fragile - and rapidly deteriorating - emotional state. Since returning from her 'assignment' in Bost...
"So that's it then?" She just lay there and didn't respond. He didn't expect her to; she had said enough. He lay there quietly too, not wanting her to know he was crying. He hadn't expected this. Well he had, actually. Fuck, he didn't know what he expected. She was never an open book. He reached down to the side of the bed and fished his cigarettes from h...
Ambrose Sweet's ordeal takes a bizarre and unsettling new turn as he is further herded towards a particular fate, the nature of which slowly begins to dawn on him, even as he struggles in vain to blind himself to it. He is Your Master Now Part 4: The Four Nurses Ambrose whipped his head toward the loud, clockwork-like clacking of the iron door handle. He...
After discovering Deb's online stories and her fascination with a wider variety of pain experiences, I thought about how to satisfy her desires. I decided not to confront her about her online stories. With these stories I had a window into her thoughts that I didn't want to close. I hoped to learn more as she wrote additional stories. She was more inquisitiv...
Property of the RC Chapter 1 Emily Interferes with a Debt Dr Emily Koumides stepped out of the lift into a long apartment block corridor, she was beginning to regret coming here already, the apartment block was in a rough part of town, and walking through the building she felt more than a little self conscious, as music, shouts, rows, and moans seemed to...
The morning sky was grey and cloudy, and a steady rain had been pouring down for about an hour when I got there. The uniforms had found the guy sitting up against a plastic dumpster behind a dingy little neighborhood bar on West Elm. At first they thought he was just drunk. Down in that part of Chicago, anything can turn up, and drunks are just part of the n...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. *Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned, expect to find mistakes. *.**.*.**.*.**.* Gordon and Donna King stared at Dr. Berkshire in disbelief. The man had just told them what no paren...
I wake up the next morning to the sound of footsteps again, this time more than one. Missy is still asleep, tied to her mattress. The door opens, it pushes me out of the way a little. The two stagemen walk in, and Hank. As I am pushed to the side, my body moves a little with the mattress and I am reminded of the now enormous plug that is holding my asshole o...
'That's the best needle you'll ever get, you fuckin' slut.' He pulled his jeans up and looked down at her as she struggled to untie the knot her panties were getting into around her cheap and glorious fuck me stilettos. She looked up at him and stared. She did not hate them anymore, but she did not like them either. It was pure economics. She immunised her...
The following week was pretty frantic. Curt pitched the deal. Acting like he had never met her before, Gabe wrote a report that Alice was healthy, of above average intelligence, and that there was no awful hereditary disease in her family. Mr. Numbnuts bought it, especially after he saw a picture of Alice looking innocent and sweet. Curt drew up papers and...