Writer's Notes: Yes as usual I include a small section of part one to help you catch up. Enjoy! "I will be careful about what I say. It would not be good if you tell her." "I know! But she is my wife and I still love her and I... uh, well you might be able to control what you say all the time but I'm afraid my conscience will make me slip up." "You feel g...
A fictional story of a young dock worker and his adventures with a hungry tentacle. Tito pulled up to the warehouse and parked. Sunday, his day off, and a trip to lake was in order. But first he had to do a favor for his boss. He left his tank top on the seat of the car and strode bare chested in his flip flops and baggies to the employee entrance. The wa...
Well here it was almost Valentine's Day...again. Jerome didn't have a date...again. His girlfriend Linda had broken up with him...again and always around the end of January. So why did he keep rekindling their obviously disastrous relationship? She was hot and the sex was magnificent, that's why. She'd dump him in late January, be totally cold to him until a...
It has been almost a year since Tim, my boyfriend, introduced me to his machines. Since then, I have spent much of my time in the basement, strapped down, enjoying the unique combination of pain and pleasure only they can deliver. Unknown strangers remotely control these machines. At first, we allowed them free access to the app that determines what these m...
I followed Mary and Jessica through the mall, feeling like the tag-along chauffeur, and doing everything I could to reinforce that image. I hung out just outside whatever store they entered, leaned against the handrail when there was one, and tried desperately to look bored. In truth, my mind was very agreeably engaged. The two friends had dressed nicely....
--A page from Syndra's Memoirs There was this one summer, a long time ago, when I remember being truly and completely sexually fulfilled. I will always remember my summer as Miss Content. Rod, my boss at that time, was a really sweet man, kind of a dork, but sweet nonetheless. When I came to work one day with bruises all over my neck, arms and legs, he pu...
The motel had been reserved for the dogfight a year in advance. Hannah watched the vehicles arrive at 10 p.m. Two or four to a car, couples got out in the parking lot and approached her to sign-in on her tablet, while she sat on a stool by the office like a bouncer. "It's just so they know who to send the pictures to," one girl explained to her escort after...
I kneel down and run my hand through the green grass. The bathrobe I grabbed hangs open lewdly, untied, as I stare. Charlotte bursts out the back door a few seconds later, bedsheet wrapped tightly around her shoulders and dragging along the ground behind her. I look back over my shoulder at her. I'm sure her blank stare matches mine. *** "Should I bring...
How could Priscilla let herself get in this situation? Just yesterday morning she was living a normal life, enjoying her new teaching job at a community college, living in her new apartment in Baltimore after moving from the south, a move so welcome to her after her marriage to that s.o.b. Vince finally ended. But yesterday afternoon changed it all - caugh...
All of the characters in this story are at least 21 years of age or older. Enjoy . . . * * * * * "Here it is!" I finally found my old Halloween costume, in a box in the attic marked 'Donations'. I'm not sure why it was in there, possibly to keep it hidden from visiting guests, especially the underage kind. It's a Catwoman outfit (go figure), one I had w...