III. Kind of Blue Behind closed curtains, the rain pattered against the window. A dim light shone from one small lamp on the bookcase. Scattered clothes the silent signs of previous undressing. A sultry John Coltrane tenor-sax sounded from the speakers; “Kind of Blue” was the favourite CD. It was close to three thirty in the morning. And Jason’s room wa...
Dear Reader, Thank you for the votes... and the encouragement... it prompted me to write the second chapter right away... Now that the setting has been put in place, this chapter is much more explicit than the first... and hopefully you will enjoy that fact too. Again, this is a sex fantasy so allow me the unrealistic nature of the story! Please keep on...
This story is purely fiction. I hope you enjoy it and my other stories that I have written. I appreciate comments and an occasional suggestion. Stay tuned for the fourth and final chapter in this story. The past few days had been some of the most exhausting of my life, including all my years of slavery. Since I took Rebecca and Trance, I’ve been sleeping wi...
6 THE BLIGHTED PALACE When Greg woke up his first thought was that he'd never felt so dead. Then he remembered getting stabbed in the gut with a spear, and realized that he was dead. Nonetheless, he could still breathe and look around. Maybe being dead wasn't so bad after all. On the other hand, he was in a cell of pitch-black stone, the walls of which dri...
As dawn broke over New Orleans, the large pink clouds of early morning rushed through the skies as a hot wind blew steadily from the south. All over the bayou the moist warm sea breeze heated up the city up like boiling cauldron. Steam rose from the slick wet cobblestones of the French Quarter as the rain had briefly cooled things down overnight. This slight...
The club is loud, bass seeping through the walls and the roof, almost enveloping in its fullness. Darkness coats the room and bright, colored lights directed onto the center of the dance floor break the shadows just enough to make out flashes of lost, smiling faces. Bodies pumping around her to the beat of the music carry her into their dreamlike trance, and...
It was a long day at work, he was sure glad the workweek was over. As he made he way through the traffic all he could think about was getting home to her. By the time he arrived home it was late, the commute from that office takes 2 hours on Friday rush hour. As he walked in the door he could smell the aroma of Italian food filled the air and he could see a...
A gust of cold wind burst through the vehicle, upsetting everything in its path. However, the young woman took her time pushing her golden hair back into place. Several strands lingered on her dry lips before relinquishing to her insistence. It had taken her at least 10 minutes before she had even turned off the car; she wondered how long it had been since....
One of my most memorable experiences and probably a part of who I am today is from when I was 18. I had a girlfriend and was generally very happy. But I still had these urges to dress up ever since I was little. I tried to ignore these submissive sissy desires or even fight them at the time, but they'd just come back stronger. I started chatting online with...
*READER ADVISORY* - This story contains copious amounts of pee fetish content as well as many references to large clitorises, hermaphroditism, and large penises. Stop reading here if this does not appeal to you. *** Episode 6 - Lindy's Special Birthday Chapter 1: Reflecting on the Past It was late and Lindy was still excited for tomorrow, but she had fi...