Part Ten: One on One Conferencing "Morning, Mr. Canon!" The truth was I had already been awake for several minutes by that point, thanks to the gentle but unceasing dedication of Cassie's tongue, but I was only now letting myself open my eyes. It was the first time in my life a woman had ever awakened me with a blowjob. I have to say, it sure beat the hell...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
"Come here and let me take care of you!" Tara purrs. I eye the chaise lounge dubiously as I take a moment to reflect on our situation. I'd arrived here a half an hour ago hoping to meet the young lady working on designs for a tattoo I wanted. I'd called earlier to let her know I couldn't make it, but fortune had smiled on me and I'd gotten here about forty...
This is the twenty-sixth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter XVII Post-piercing play ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest...
I overhear Nancy ordering Mark around, telling him to make sure he has his car keys and wallet. She takes great delight in reminding him of the consequences if he embarrasses her in public. The two of them head out of the apartment and on the way to their shopping trip. After they're gone I get my phone and dial Marge, an old friend of mine. After a few rin...
It has been eight months since my wife decided she needed a pair of expensive 6" heels. Said she would give me anything to get them. She had ended giving up her bras and gotten permanent nipple piercings. She wore the heels a while she then threw all her other shoes out. She was wearing them 24/7 loved the hell out of them. She had gone on a diet and lost...
ONE : The Slave of Izan Before the slaver had taken her from Izan and brought her to Xyanwer she had known it as the City of Nightmares. It was the last of the Nine Cities -- or the first, for it was said to have been built so long ago none knew who built it -- and more ships sailed to it than returned from it. Casiel had seen it first by night, when she a...
Please email me with your comments or suggestions, as I appreciate readers when they take the time to email. This short story was written for a special person and I hope these fantasies excite and satisfy her. I receive many requests from loyal readers to do stories for them but it takes me weeks to do a story properly. After receiving this request from Mic...
Prologue - Picking flowers I was out in the nets harvesting carbon flowers on the day before I fell down the well. It's a methodical meditative process which I had always enjoyed. Each time I finished clipping another gnarled black nest of super-expanded fibre out of its place in the net and chucked it into the gurney floating behind me I felt that positive...
So this story came out of nowhere. It was inspired by a post by ChrystalWynd and suddenly I felt I just had to write it. It was originally intended to be three chapters, but as I was writing it morphed into a single short story. Hey, these things happen. Once again I'm experimenting with various fetishes - namely, tattoos and pregnancy. I don't rightly kno...