During most of my teenage and adult life (I was 29 as this story starts) many people called me -- or at least thought that I was even if they didn't call me that -- paranoid. However, I felt that I was skeptical, not paranoid, and that skepticism was healthy so I had no desire to change. However, I lost a relationship and a first (we were too young to marry...
This is a Winter Holiday contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. This is a Winter Holiday contest story. Too many readers don't vote. Please vote. I need the support of your vote. * A man picks up a woman in a bar who turns out to be a vampire. * Because I live alone and, usually, am so sexually frustra...
"Nice tattoo!" I smiled as someone called out to me as I passed in the park. It was a nice tattoo, a black tribal fairy done between my shoulder blades. But it wasn't just the design that made it good. It was the whole experience. I took a deep breath, enjoying the fall air as I recalled getting that particular piece. It wasn't my first, for certainly was no...
The morning dawned clear and warm. Of course I didn’t see the dawn. It had been a long and very pleasurable night lasting into the morning so it was well after nine o’clock when I woke. As I woke I became aware of the now familiar feeling of Stevie’s body moulded to mine. What wasn’t familiar was the feel of a second body pressed against mine. It was definit...
A sting in the tail. The Lion's Den is a travelling circus, a carnivale with a very adult playlist on an endless tour of a world reeling from a disastrous war that has thrown civilisation back to a new dark age. The Den is currently camped near Austin in what used to be Texas, USA. And Zara, the owner and absolute dictator of the Den, has asked for help fro...
Chapter 7. This is a long story with numerous chapters. Be patient with it to let the characters develop. If you haven't read previous chapters I suggest you do so before you start on this chapter. The story is about Dominance, submission, humiliation, being used and ... well read on to find out. If you are looking for whips, chains and severe beatings you...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. * This story was inspired by the recent news about the NXIVM secret society, DOS. The lead character, Maggie, is desperate to rejuvenate her marriage to her husband of many years. She is befriended by a couple who are members of the cult. By the time Maggie realizes what the cult really...
She knew she was blushing, but could others tell? And could they tell why? Surely they couldn't miss it. It was really quite obvious. She took a glass of champagne off a passing tray and put the rim to her mouth, more to hide the concern that would be obvious in the tightness of lips than because she needed the champagne. This was no time for her to be gett...
They broke up on the train. Trains push his memories to the surface. All the trips into the country as a child. All the trees passing by, leaves changing to red and gold. The city fades fast, faster then you can imagine. It is so small compared to the stretches of country to the Jersey Shore, to Upstate, to Boston and Maryland and DC. Looking at Maggie, h...
"This is really going to be a fun trip. Don't you think?" Courtney rolled onto her side on the bed and put her head in her hand. She watched Erin rummage through her dresser, pulling out bras and panties and tossing them into a suitcase. "Yeah. I still can't believe they invited us." Erin held up a pair of black thongs, received her friend's nod of approval...