The sun blazed hot down on the pair of horses riding the path between the high pines. The lead horse was ridden by a man. A tall, skinny man wearing very expensive-looking clothes, and some equally expensive jewelry. His face was unlined, and he was perhaps thirty. He had a rather thin face, and a nose that would be called aquiline by the generous, or simply...
Nick quickly put is hand over her mouth to stifle her scream. She looked at him with terrified eyes and started to thrash and claw at him. Nick heard footsteps outside her door, and wondered if someone had heard her scream. Nick didn't know what to do. There was no time to explain who he was, because she would just ask questions about where he had been, and...
Disclaimer: I have tried to make sure my historical information is correct and I'd like to think I haven't offended any Native Americans peoples with the telling of this tale. I am 1/8th Cherokee and am proud of that heritage. I'm not trying to show any Native Americans in a bad light... that is not my intention. Author's Note: The English-Cheyenne word tr...
(Again thank you for the many positive remarks. They are very much appreciated. For the others, if this material offends you please don't read it, my slide into depravity only worsens as the story goes on, which for you that have trouble with, is more true than you may wish to accept) After catching his breath he said, "Good, then you tasks are not yet over...
As it says in my profile, I am trying to write the storey of my life since I left the religious order nearly 10 years ago. Although I have the first 8 chapters roughed out they need a lot of editing and polishing before I can submit them for publication so I thought I'd write a short storey about an event held in our club earlier this month. I am not a natur...
He doesn't live with us but he's in our house a lot. As soon as he enters the house, like me, he's expected to strip naked. He is her sex slave. She still sees my boss, is still his girlfriend, but now there are two slaves in her house, this twenty-something boy and me. My wife has become the perfect Dominatrix and both of us 'house boys' are completely addi...
My wife is a hot little slut! Usually the dominant one, we switch from time to time and I take that part. Change it up I say! I bought my wife, Laura, a black spandex body suit that had zippers in the crotch and nipple area. It came with a hood with removable eye and mouth openings. Damn! Would she look sleek! I asked her "are you my little slut?" "Yes! I'...
FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 11, 2005. I have chosen well. The picturesque, very old looking hotel is not far from the Royal Shakespeare Company's Theatre, where I have tickets for a play and a special backstage pass afterwards. We will be able to meet; and hopefully get the autograph of, one of Marie's favourite actors, something she doesn't as yet know about. It's...
I was given a double ticket for a day at the races by a happy client. Entrance badges, free lunch, free racecard, looking good for an enjoyable and classy day I thought. My wife told me she had arranged to go on a trip with her sister, as they often do, so couldn't come and suggested I offer to our friends. Our friends Neil and Debbie are the same age as...
copyright April/2010 I hadn't really thought or planned to continue this story. I felt that the first one was complete and finished at a good place. You can blame or thank, which ever, Denham Forrest AKA The Wanderer for this continuation. At the end of his stories he always writes "Life goes On" and when asked explained, to me and others, that the lives o...