BROCK "Loose!" I roared, and a hundred siege engines released at once, sending great boulders into the air. Those that were launched from the trebuchets tumbled as they arced, those that were launched from the catapults flew unspinning upon a line-drive path. The trebuchet boulders rained into Mid Fort, and the catapult boulders smashed into its walls, cav...
Author's Note: My sincerest thanks to my dear friend Lun who worked tirelessly to make this chapter happen with her excellent editing skills and beta reading all the many, many drafts(even the discarded ones, bless her). Hope you all enjoy the chapter. My only reward for my work are in your comments and votes. Please consider sharing your thoughts with me...
This is a sequel to 180 Days in Montauk. It would help if you were familiar with that story, but I believe that this can stand on its own. As a heads up, this story is much darker than 180 Days. Siobhan is an Irish name that is pronounced 'Shivahn'. There's a killer on the roadHis brain is squirmin' like a toadTake a long holidayLet your children playIf you...
Almost two years ago, I posted the first part of a story detailing my punishment for failing to control my orgasm for my wife's pleasure. In an effort to appease her, I wrote her a poem offering acts of humiliation and service to account for my failure. She accepted my offering and executed the punishment with delicious cruelty. I lost the rest of the story...
Thank you everyone for all the feedback from my first submission! There were so many it would be impossible to reply in detail to you all. A kiss to you all, and here is the tale that so many have asked me for, the true story of my first ever time with a Black Man. There is a lot of travelling involved in my job, I have to visit lots of my company’s stores...
Ch. I: Murder in 33-B Los Angeles, 1957 The moon hung low in the April sky and looked like it could have sweated all that rain. The streetlamps reflected up from the rain puddles lining 16th street in the City of Angels -giving water the edge found in fishnet stockings. Like the steam pouring from the street centers, the steam from the train station was wh...
Fall 1997 "Get out of my way!" Britney said once Jun and Xue helped her to stand. Britney had fallen down in front of the two women, drunk and crying. "If I want my nails done and a facial, I'll let you know!" Britney cried out. "Now let me go!" Shaking free, Britney marched up the stairs, wiping her eyes. The two Asian women watched the blonde woman, th...
Chapter One In the land of curses and blessings, there was once a young princess who was locked into a tall red brick tower covered in bright green ivy in the middle of the deep dark enchanted woods by a misunderstood not so evil as every one believed old witch. The misunderstood not so evil as every one witch had tricked the King and Queen for their daught...
My husband and I enjoy going to Mardi Gras, now even more so than ever. The first couple of times we attended were in our hometown of Galveston and we enjoyed it a lot, although it is a pretty mild scene compared to Mardi Gras in the "Big Easy". We saw things that shocked both of us and even though we are not exactly prudes, we didn't really get into a whol...
#1: Eric If you are part of my generation, you'll remember the despicable newspaper advice columnist Ann Landers. Occasionally, she would publish a letter from a reader, relating an interesting story of how he met his wife. Over the years, I've been collecting stories of how men met their wives, or how wives met their husbands. These are stories that Ann...