Chapter 14: Bittersweet Victory ***** From his spot in the open, gilded hallway of the Javan imperial palace, Admiral Percival Bancroft fumed silently. He didn't start his morning off this way, and he remembered walking with his cane to the palace in a mildly positive mood. It was just that spending enough time in the decadence of the palace always seemed...
There are a variety of fetishes in this story, including consensual violence and verbal abuse, raceplay, and watersports. This is a tale of a different age, a time so long ago and yet not so long ago. Cell phones did voice and nothing more. There was no Facebook, no social media. We still used the Yellow Pages, read news in the paper, and viewed porn in pr...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five partsPart 4: Femme Fatale Another Mike Claymore erotic novel copy write 2014 Chapter 44 Monday, 4th February, 1985 A quick breakfast in the deli of pancakes and sausage wraps then coffee for his tummy and thermos and he's away. It's clear this morning but there's quite an accumulation of fresh snow and frequent closures...
CHAPTER ONE: Before Sunset He decided to run the mask through two more rinse cycles than he ran with the rest of the costume. Washing the head-piece was usually the most important part of laundry day. He spent so much time breathing in his own breath through the thing that he really didn't need a three-day-old body-funk included. He knew this from experienc...
"Seventeen-Twenty-Five from dispatch," squawked the radio. Liz Harrison, our lead dispatcher, was working the day shift in the communication center. I always loved it when Liz was working dispatch, instead of stuck in her office supervising. Liz had a silky, smoky voice that would make any 1-900 phone sex girl envious. I keyed the button on my lapel mike f...
I have always had a fascination of Pauline Réage's 'The Story of O' -- and the film(-s) -- and the Crepax Comic about it. In the following I have tried my hand in a sort of updated 'fantasy' over the same subject. I hope you will enjoy it -- and excuse errors etc. as English is not my native tongue. You are welcome to repost, but please have the courtesy to...
Summary: A proud black MILF is gradually dommed by a racist white coed. WARNING 1: This story includes politically incorrect terms (chief among them the infamous N word, and unlike the term of ironic respect it's used as in my stories about whites submitting to blacks, in this story it's used as it commonly is by racists, as an epithet). If such words or co...
Death Falls MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY: JANE DOE A novel by David Horton Copyright 2000 Chapter 1:June 26 "Did I hear the phone ringing?" "Mmphmff fmmffh mmm." "Marlene, did you hear the phone ringing?" Mike looks at his watch and sees it's only three am. "Huh! It must have been my imagination. Sorry, love." "Did you say something?" "No. Go back to sleep...
Prologue "What is it?" Lara Collingwood looked at the small white pill. It could have been an aspirin for all she knew. "It's just a special diet pill, darling, it will give you a pep in your step because, honey, you look dreadful," Gordon said, turning Lara's hand over and placing the pill on her palm before curling her fingers over it. "You can't keep pa...
There is virtually no sex in this story. Your comments, good or bad, are always welcome. Chapter 1: A Convenient Ghost I returned to my desk on shaky legs. It took several minutes in the relative solitude of my cubicle to slow my heart rate. I had held up well during the meeting, and I'm sure I never gave any indication of having been rattled. I was, but s...