She crawled toward him across the carpet. Hands and knees scraping against the rough fiber, every muscle in her body screamed the words that lay between them—words which neither of them would ever voice. He was her master, even if she would never call him that. Reaching her destination, she rubbed her cheek against the line of his inner thigh. Face turned...
"Get down on your knees. Crawl to me. Don't speak." My eyes are locked on her as she follows my orders, no questions asked. I still get nervous at the beginning of each scene. I still feel a chill down my spine when she says "yes Mistress," in that soft, sweet voice of hers. She's half-way across the room and she looks up at me. In her pale blue eyes I see m...
The bar was quiet when she walked in, only three customers and the bartender. She remembered his name was Jake. This was her first time since the breakup, and she felt out of place. He looked away from the television at the sound of the door, as did the three males who seemed more interested in her than the basketball game. She found a stool and sat, smili...
The story Todd told was true. I am dying to do a nipple slip someday. I was at a bar chatting with my boyfriend when a high school classmate sat down next to Gene. We were in the back of the bar where we old folks could hear over the band. Gene was facing the band, I was facing the wall. I am bad with faces, especially when I haven't seen them for years, so...
Salutations, ladies and gentlemen. Samuel X here. Yes, it's me. Your favorite Trickster. The one you absolutely love to hate. Got one hell of a story for you today, ladies and gentlemen. It boggles the mind how ignorant modern-day North Americans, Europeans and Westerners in general are when it comes to modern-day Africa. Take the Republic of Nigeria for exa...
These are my recollections of my slave history. Four Goddesses have dominated me. I'm writing this to let my current Mistress understand my story. Mistress D read "Variations" magazine and spanked me with a wooden spoon. She tied me naked to a chair and blindfolded me. She made me sit there in silence. I was wearing her panties while talking on the phone w...
It had been a long day, and a bad day. Mike was riding the metro home to the Vienna stop just like he did everyday--only today he was three hours early. He grimaced while remembering his nasty fat-ass boss who had fired him. The inventory mistake was his boss' but of course Mike had proven to be a great scapegoat. "Fuck 'em" thought Mike as he tried to pret...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan October 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *************...
Season Three, cont. I knew I was in trouble when I heard that Ron was sick just after he ate my gazpacho. I quarantined the rest of the soup and was rushing around to find out who else had eaten it. It turned out that I didn't have to rush. The sounds of retching people in the bathrooms and streets was enough warning. Production was scrapped for the day and...
Rose "Aww, shit." I punched the wall. I hated it when the supes of Boston would go after those kids. MIT had made itself a nice little security system, but Harvard was open feeding. "Whose pack?" Jared was already starting the car. "Garron's. I'll meet you there." Makiel disappeared into the darkness and I pulled Ivan's clueless form in to the car. Jare...