The Hangman Cometh: A correction By Woodmanone Copyright February, 2013 (This is a reposting of the original story. There was a problem when I posted the continuation of the story called The Hangman Cometh: Tyler Rawlings. I'd had problems posting Part 2 and apparently the webmaster misunderstood the email concerning those problems and replaceed the first...
This story happened because I read about a crazy Victorian who tunnelled under Liverpool, England and created amazing underground rooms during the late 19th Century. I was brought up there and thought back to my times in the late 60's when I had my first definitive view of a woman's cunt, thanks to Michelle, an out-and-out exhibitionist who showed her pussy...
Liz & Tammy were laughing raucously in the back of the cab as they headed to Tammy's apartment. They had been out with two other girlfriend's celebrating Liz's 35th birthday. They had downed plenty of booze in the first bar & then got wild in the second club hollering at male strippers. It was after midnight now as Tammy made a quick phone call. Liz laid he...
This is a fantasy. Please read it as such. * I woke up slowly as I was a bit disoriented. I cleared the sleep from my eyes only to realize I was in a hospital. The facts were fuzzy but I recalled the party last night. I think it was last night. I started to replay it in my mind, trying to figure it out... Well, another birthday is upon me. The big 3-O. My...
Tyrion slept better than usual with Neyela at his side. The warmth of her soft flesh in his hands and against his naked body was more soothing than he could have imagined. But when the sun came through the window, Tyrion was alone in his bed. The feather pillow next to him still bore the indentation of Neyela's head and one long blonde hair was there as proo...
Note from the Writer: Sorry for the stupid-long wait. Sometimes, you just want to lay back and have sexy fantasies for six months without worrying about your prose... but not anymore. Now, all my self-love includes spell-check. BTW: There is a lot of sex in this chapter, so if you like wordy descriptions of oral sex... break out the tissues. Chapter Twelve...
The trek back to our cabin was fairly uneventful, or it was, for the most part, as it wasn't exactly normal, for starters, despite agreeing to let Rebecca off the hook, Jackie and Kaylee decided halfway back home that they really wanted Rebecca to get naked again, for no good reason. And so I stood there watching the two girls basically "bully" Rebecca out...
In the manner of Gregory Maguire, who provided us with a version of the childhood standard The Wizard of Oz through the eyes of the "wicked" witch, I have re-written my favorite BDSM story, Both Master and Slave, written by Martin Sharpe (published in 2001 by Silver Moon Books in Great Britain), from the point of view of the submissive, rather than the Maste...
The princesses were told that the Emperor wanted to spend time with each of them. Then they were told to inform the messenger what activity they wanted to focus on, and then lots would be drawn to decide which princess would be chosen first, second, and last. Princess Rellenora's name was picked first. So, she was given the first day. As for what she wante...
Back in the room, Julie, at last able to stand, stretched and relieved the tightness in her shoulders and lower back. It felt so good. She examined herself in the mirror and was surprised at the colour and definition of the welts across her bottom. The Maids were privy to the teeniest flash of pride exhibited by Julie and they exchanged knowing glances, but...