All people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ***** A painter with a remarkably steady hand was writing the name Peter Jokland with a long, thin pinstriping brush. The white letters seemed to flow off the tiny brush onto the green paint below like they were meant to be there. "Can you put Jock in the middle, with little quotation...
Our relationship continued and deepened. It was getting better and better. She had accepted that I was her Master, but in name only. I was not really that into it. I was very indulgent. For a sub she did pretty much whatever she wanted to do. It was actually quite charming in its own way. And we adored each other. My Ursula was a perfect woman, in every way...
The trip from Sydney to LA is a long one. Even riding up front with the better seats, after six or seven hours--about half way--I started thinking about a ordering a wheelchair to take me through the terminal after we arrived. When you added the time spent standing in line and riding the connection to my home, I usually got to my front door beat, interested...
Like Icarus, I flew too close to the sun. It was my downfall. And again, like Icarus, it was my own fault. I made a bad decision, and I came spinning down from the heights of passion to the depths of despair. My story was going so well. Ursula cared deeply for me, her Roger, and I adored her with my complete soul. Who would have thought it would end this wa...
CHAPTER 1 Granity was fairly quiet as Ursula Johansson rode down Settler's Avenue on her Harley, ending nine year's absence during which time she'd picked up a law degree and business management degree and had worked in seven countries, gaining work experience and living it up. Most cities of course were quiet at 3:00 in the morning. Her father's law firm...
Foreword The naughty bits start in Chapter One. The Institute – A Description This series of tales is about the activities that take place in a modern B.D.S.M. brothel. * The owner is one Madame Wanda. The Madame has a large trust fund so running the Institute is a matter of passion for her; it isn’t just about the money. She runs a stable of male and...
Several weeks after I had met Ursula, with the help of Cynthia, my old friend, I received an invitation from Ursula to a party at her home in the suburbs of our east coast city. I readily accepted. I had grown to adore Ursula. I was so lucky that she was not married yet. That definitely gave me an opening. I knew the lifestyle she practiced and I was not h...
Ursula is, you will recall, photographer Charlie Wentworth's favorite model. First, let's talk about Ursula's background: She was born and raised in Sweden and had emigrated to the United States a little less than a year ago. In Sweden she had almost never seen a black man or woman, and never up close. To make matters worse, her father was an avowed racis...
Somebody thought that the phrase WAM on my member page referred to the 80's pop group. I thought I needed to correct this misapprehension. Here's the first part of a story on that very subject...there are further episodes awaiting, if anyone's interested... Looking back, I think it was a mistake to tell Erin about my private fantasy. We had been going out...
Bi Curious 8: Trip to the Coast We finally boarded the plane and I half jokingly asked Dave if he planed on joining the club with me. He said, "Let's wait till we see who the third person is." It turned out to be a very attractive 38 year old divorcee with two children and she was going to the coast on business. Then she said the magic words, she was lookin...