A/N- I realise chapter 6 had been due a long time now. I just couldn't bring myself to write it. I am an amateur writer and the way it works for me is I let the story come to me, instead of trying to concoct one. So it takes time and certain circumstances. This one has no sex, purely an emotional point of view: trying to paint a picture here of them in a re...
Chapter Six – Endgame: George: “How late are we going to be, do you think?” I asked the tall, leggy stewardess. “Shouldn’t be long now, sir. The weather has cleared the airport. We’re just waiting for permission to land now.” I checked my watch. I really wanted to be in before 5PM to call Jackie before Chad got home. Otherwise we might have trouble plann...
We are allowed to dress in the clothes we arrived in, this time Tim giving both of us matching black lace panties in place of what we had left home with. Another trip down the elevator, into the parking garage and into his truck. Tim, ever his usual mysterious self, doesn't seem anxious to tell us where we're going. We drive in silence for several moments, g...
Up on the fucking treadmill again, I half-listened, half-watched a newsmagazine on the wall unit in my bedroom. "We go to our correspondent, Jayne Torres. Jayne?" "Thank you, Allison. I'm here at the Crowne Plaza in downtown Washington where this year's 'Bot-Con is setting up. As you can see, we have the major manufacturers and retailers of pleasure 'bots...
PART SIX: A Night to Remember Dean and Nathan got permission to use Ruby’s back room to change into their new suits and they joined us out by the car. We were quite a sight so see; the men in classic suits and Kittie and I in large billowing dresses with tight corsets. Kittie sat in the back with me and Nathan drove with Dean playing navigator, it would hav...
Author's note: First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story. This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order. Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so. Peter...
Bliss stared at Chal with helpless eyes. She had no hope that he would be able to save her, not twice, not with a man as evil and powerful as Garret. The man had placed offers with her previous Master. He'd been allowed her company and she shuddered in terror at the thought of being with him now. But Chal was strong and he took care of his own. For some re...
Note to My Readers: I can't thank my editor Trggrhppy, he's been a big big help and has a lot of patients editing my work, sorry for the 'and and ands' and the tenses. I hope you all enjoy, comment and vote!! ***** Saturday, Midnight Sophie sniffled as she shoved another handful of gummy bears in her mouth, then used her shirt to wipe away her tears....
REWRITTEN AND EXTENDED VERSION The story so far: Lisbeth Somerset is a 36-year old English workaholic who teaches human rights at a university in an Arab country. She is caught handing a bomb to the assassin who had plans to kill the children of the local ruler and of other dignitaries. That ruler, Sheikh Fouad, consumed with rage, considers the death pena...
I woke to the sounds of birds chirping in the trees outside the big screened windows of the sleeping porch, high up on the third floor of Christine's mountain lodge. I was alone in the bed, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, when I heard soft footsteps coming up the creaky stairs. Christine was bringing up a tray with coffee and some delicious looking sweet rol...