Chapt. I It was about an hour before closing time as the librarian finished her end-of-day duties. The assistant had gone home sick earlier in the day, leaving her very busy. Fortunately, the crowds had thinned out, and only one patron remained, a stocky blond man in his mid-forties. The librarian didn't really pay much attention to him, although she did no...
If you've enjoyed the story, please leave a comment or a vote, and I will take it as an indication to continue the story. Cheers! =) ___________________________________ Genzo tapped his foot impatiently as he rode the elevator to Noboru's penthouse. His instructions had been to arrive promptly at eight and by 8:10 none of his calls had been answered. Fortu...
There were so many shops down Main Street that they all seemed to blend together. On the corner of main and Sullivan was the old record store, beside it a decaying antique shop. Old style clothing and furnishings sat in the window in a timeless display that had remained as unchanging as the store itself. Across the street beside a lawyer's office was the toy...
Leo was drenched in sweat his wrists burned from where the metal of his bindings cut into him. His shoulders stretched back behind his head, ached. How long had he been hung there? he wondered. All around him was darkness yet he was bathed in limelight causing him to squint as he tried to make some sense of his surroundings. His attention cast downwards as t...
I I am—or was until very recently—a professor of English at a small but very expensive New England college. I had worked there for about 30 years—from the age of thirty—and while retirement was mandatory at the age of 65, I decided to take mine at 60 and devote what remained of my life to writing. One of the first things I decided to write about was Kaci,...
What could be nicer on a warm sunny day than having your dear Master take you for a walk in the park? He’d been solicitous and generous one bright May morning, after having put me through a particularly grueling session (with the manacles and black leather belt I’ve come to know and love) the night before. I had the day off and he was playing hooky from work...
It was the hottest day of the year, only about 1030 in the morning and already thirty degrees. Mark stepped onto the deck, closing the door to the kitchen behind him. It was Wednesday, and he had submitted the latest chapter of his book to his editor only a few hours ago, and was in need of a day off. And a beautiful day it was too. His sister Jennifer had s...
I was at home when I got the call. Kane was there too. Jon had insisted we went home before he went to the police. He said he didn't want us caught up in the backlash. Riz had taken Ben back to the safe house and so it was only the two of us. The voice on the other end of the phone was cold and clinical. It told me that Nye had been found and that he had be...
Dear friends-earlier this year, I befriended Nurse Sally, also an author here. We wrote to each other every day, and shared many fantasies. I consider her a great, dear friend. One thing we did, was to write stories for each other exclusively. I wrote this story for Sally in June and I sent it to her as a gift. Last week I asked her if I could share it with...
This story is not intended for anyone under the age of 18. All characters are fictitious and are the property of and copyrighted by the author. ------------- There was a flash of light and then a crash of thunder. I tried not to whimper but I must have made a noise because Alan, my study partner, looked up from the book he was reading. “Are you all right?...