Part 1 – The Game "Who ever wins, the other one has to be a sex slave for a day." Those words had rattled around in my mind all day. Mary loved to bet on things, and we loved competing – from silly things like online games, to racing to get somewhere, anything. The bets were frequently trivial – taking out the trash, doing the dishes, cooking dinner. Every...
++This is a short story written for a variety of reasons. It's kind of a kid's story, I know, but I think that some here may like it despite being slightly saccharine. We all have to face our fears eventually as we grow up. We all have our own personal fears, and we all face them in our own ways. Either way, this is just a fun little adventure story that was...
I'd like to thank anyone who's read my 'series'... this last three non-erotic pieces are the baring of my soul. When this particular one was originally posted, it got a few negative comments about the way it was written. I tried to do it a different way, but this is how it wanted to come out. I appreciate the time you've taken to read these submissions....
Some readers will be familiar with websites on which prisoners can advertise for penpals. Some may even have met a nice pen pal through one of them. I have; two in fact. Both lifers; and both in for murdering their husbands. It's a bit weird, but the fact that they were killers turned me on. I was not looking for a girlfriend though, and I didn't want some e...
She looked out over the kingdom through the ice crystal her magic had formed. She looked down on the light happy day, the birds chirping, the children playing, the lovers loving, and hated. She hated. She stewed in it like a rotten potato in a stew of curdled milk and dead things. She lashed out with her magic and through the distance of time and space she r...
This story is a continuation story with characters from the Shadows of Resentment series. All characters are over 18. It is self-edited. Please vote and comment. ***** Keith was sick of the bureaucratic nonsense he had to put up with from the leaders in Washington. They really did not understand. It was not the job of his office to find lost pets or mist...
Anna woke early the following morning, her mind racing as she thought back to the events in the cinema the night before. She could easily recall the feeling of the hard floor against her back, and her hands still ached from the vice-grip she had on the plastic chair legs surrounding her. She could vividly picture the expressions of the voyeurs standing alon...
Harley thought of his wife, a beautiful, sleek-bodied Japanese woman - from Japan - with a mixture of longing and regret. His ex-wife, actually. She had left him two months before, declaring irreconcilable differences and her agreed upon portion of his fortune. Not much considering, but...there was a part of him that still missed her. Terribly. He sat alon...
c/ copyright to author. No reproduction at 'for pay' sites, for commercial purpose, or monetary gain without the express written permission of the author. (WARNING: This story contains graphic depictions of degradation, domination, use of pee, 'golden showers'.) Note the story is based on another by the same author, but has been revised and expanded extensi...
(NOTE: My good friend Refugio Ruben Cardenas (also known as Cisco) wrote this story. He is currently on death row in San Quentin State Prison for a murder he did not commit. Upon his request, I am posting this story for him. Enjoy!) * The following morning Covina dropped her girls off at her mother's so she could go to work. To her surprise Socorro was si...