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Meetings, deadlines, reports, agendas...a typical work week was already under way... Jeannie loved her career and often found herself enveloped in work. As usual, she was working late...busy planning out a schedule for the next day: Wednesday, May 27th. "Let's see what we have planned tomorrow" Jeannie thought to herself, as she reviewed the next day's sche...
(Disclaimer: I don't not, nor do I claim ownership of any DC characters, all characters depicted are over the age of eighteen this story will contain mature content please be advised.) In a dark room of the Titans, tower sits a solitary figure, his hands covered by black leather gloves, his face shrouded by a worn and damaged black hood. A candle illuminates...
Something seemed odd about him when he opened up the door to his apartment. Maybe it was something about the glint in his eye. Coat, scarf, shoes removed, I go over to him to give our usual kiss of hell. A small smile playing over his lips he says, "I got your collar." Suddenly everything is spinning. Yeah, we had discussed the idea of collaring as a joke...
The sun's light was held in check by the billowy curtains that kept the bedroom dark for hours beyond the coming of the dawn. A single small ray split the otherwise quiet and dark room, coming to rest on the soft swell of her hip. The light was not bright enough to wake her, nor the heat of its caress. But it was enough to wake him from his sleep, drawing a...
NOTE: Written by a foreigner who's definitely not anti-American. – E. G. * In 1944 the mid-west town of Tush had a population of 347 comprised mainly of military deserters, retired prostitutes, unemployed mailmen who'd found the cheapest place in the country to live, wife beaters on the run, women in black vinyl suits carrying chains and black whips, fugit...
The next days leading up to the departure were like a hazing or indoctrination for me. Helen and Sassa kept true to the manual and when they weren't preparing for our travel, they trained me. Hard. TRAINING Always naked, almost always bound, displayed, disciplined and/or ordered to obey humiliatingly submissive acts, I began to know that they owned me. I...
Sorry I have not written so long. Every time I sit down to write about an adventure, something comes up, and I get distracted. But I want to sincerely thank all the people—men and women—who have written me, sharing their wonderful own and very secret adventures. You have shared with me a bit of yourselves, and I genuinely appreciate that. These events, by t...
This is the very first story I have ever written, constructive criticism would be appreciated. Thanks for reading. **************************************** The summons had come in an email and he had answered because he had no choice. Everything in him was compelled to do as she instructed. Not out of fear of reprisal although that would surely come quic...
In the late 20th and beginning of the 21st centuries, the black market thrived. Sex, drugs, guns, illegal goods and people were bought and sold just as easily as going to the mall, as long as you were a member of the Underground. There were three of them. Families. If you weren't relation, then you could pay with money and your loyalty for your place in the...