(Authoress Note: All disclaimers regarding characters, age appropriateness etc are in effect. This piece is about humiliation, degradation and other XXXX sexuality. This is a short story and not sure when or if I'll complete. If you read it I hope you like it and if it's not your thing just stop reading now. Thanks, I know I'm neither pretty nor young bu...
Ambitious Melisand wants to get out of her dead-end job with a move to the Marketing Department. Office Politics chapter 2 told how she made sure her lecherous boss Mr Jones would not try to stop her. Now she has to impress Mr Edwards, the Head of Marketing, and without sharing too much of the credit. === I finished the report for Mr Edwards in the morning...
The Sixth Day Sensing the presence, both awoke with a start. They were on their feet, swords in hand, in one fluid motion of naked bodies. When they observed it was only the Praetor, they dropped their guards. Giselle thought the look on his face was one of amusement. “Well?” Giselle challenged, a note of irritation in her voice. “Did you get a good look?”...
Claire woke up on a Sunday morning, in the crisp freshness of a beautiful Spring day with its beams of morning sunlight landing right on her batting blue eyes and long eyelashes. She stretched, yawning and taking in the bright sunlight, and felt her dreams slowly fade away into waking life. She turned and looked at her clock, and with an almost pitiable groa...
You're relived when the car finally comes to a stop. You've spent the last three hours in the backseat of cab that's been driving on some very windy mountain road. You feel nauseous when you step out of the car. When you manage to pull yourself together you take look around. You see a grey sky, green mountains, tall fir trees, perfectly manicured Kentucky bl...
"No thanks, I'm done. It's my first night back," I told the bartender when he asked if I wanted another. Two drinks were enough, all I wanted was to get out of this hell and get back to my motel. It was karaoke night at this little joint in Burbank and the woman I was with wanted to dance. First of all, I hate to dance because I'm no good at it. Second of al...
Lee and I had met online, bumbling through several weeks of awkward IM and text messaging. Even with the awkwardness, I really had fun chatting with him. He was glib, down to earth, funny, and our chats felt like a good chess match. I was not used to the online thing and neither was he... there was no rulebook for how to do this. So we tried getting to know...
"Lucy!" I sighed and ripped off my sunglasses. "Yeah?" Mark was still in his suit when he marched out. He'd loosened his tie on his way home from work. An obvious sign of stress from him. "Why the fuck aren't you getting ready?" My fingers skimmed down my slick collarbone. Mark traced the movement with his eyes, but he wouldn't be distracted. He glared,...
Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen. At least on paper... Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedback, follows,...
Remzain heard the shouts from outside as the family ate their sumptuous meal. "What is this?" said father, plainly irritated, when at this time of the evening the streets should be calm as the people of the city went to their own homes, to communal kitchens, and gatherings for worship or pleasure. The work of the day should now be over. "Do not allow it t...