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Svetomir tapped his baton impatiently on the side of the large wooden music stand before him. Silence. He reveled in this moment, when all eyes were turned to him, bows poised, spindly fingers stretched on keys and strings, breaths held. And then, with the downbeat of his hands, the explosion of music. He lead them
LXIX: Is That A Blindfold?Blake, Liam, MarieBlakeBlake dragged Liam into her room, giving him no choice in the matter. Emotion still swirled within her, unsettled and unsure, but she didn’t care. She was still a bit frustrated with Liam, and knew that a promise wasn’t as easy as just saying the words, but she was
Ben: “Open it.”I re-positioned myself to where I was basically sitting on her waist, with my legs under me. I looked at the torn shirt, and grabbed one side, and then the other. I paused. The room was electric. I don’t think anyone thought I would do it.I slowly began to separate the two sides.
They’ve known each other for some time now. Despite the fact that she lives in the United States & he lives in Australia. Worlds apart, they’ve connected. It was like magic, & it seamed like so long ago, yet at other times, it seams like only yesterday she made that first hesitant first contact. Now
Click! No turning back now. I felt the handcuff’s and leg cuff’s metal embrace securing me to the chair in Jane’s kidnapping cabin. I suppose I should tell you how I got here.Mistress was still away and our future in doubt. I had been ‘kidnapped’ twice by a mystery woman I knew only as Mona.
It was just summer, the holidays. My dad was always working, so I had to do everything. My brother was such a slacker and he was always lying around, but he was his favorite kid, so I had to get used to it. My mom died in a car accident, so I was the only
{This is my first submission. I see people submitting in chapters, so I guess I’ll try that. I’m obviously not a professional. I read the guide, but any feed back is welcome. Thanks.}One afternoon I was in the shower and there was a knock on the bathroom door.”Hey, let me know when you’re done in
I had been working in an office suite, sharing space with a group of other professionals. We shared a copy machine, fax, etc., in addition to the office space. We also had one receptionist who answered the phones for all of the various businesses within our suite. Our longtime receptionist left us to take a
(The Confession)Rajat was an engineering student at a college in Mumbai. To cut down on his hostel expenses, his brother asked him to move to his place. His brother Vikram lived in the same city as his wife, Tanisha. Despite being in their mid-30s, the couple didn’t have any children.Rajat hoped that he would get
This work of fiction features incest combined with hard BDSM, so please stop reading right here if you don’t like the juxtaposition. There’s plenty of both, so please don’t read and submit an irate comment(s) if you object to the mix of these two genres. All characters are of legal age.*A few months later, Janette
Editor’s note: this fictional work contains scenes of fictional mind control, rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, consensually non-consensual (CNC), or non-consensual sex or scenarios.*****”All sexually active characters are of age, 18 years old at least, and some of what you read may be distressing. Be safe and vigilant.”For Tiffany Bright, 26, things are looking up, and
I had just returned from visiting my real brother for Christmas, in Boeblingen, near Stuttgart. He was in Radio Company, Seventh Army, stationed in the Panzer Kaserne, on a hill above the town. I loved Ray very much – we were as close as brothers can get. Our Christmas together in a foreign land was
After the horny highs on holiday with my Dad and his sexy young wife Chloe, I came back down to Earth with a bang. My mum was obviously depressed, partly, I think, because she had been on her own while I was away and partly, although she never said so, because I didn’t come home
I kept trying to focus on yet another online meeting. The day had been filled with them, luckily this was the last one. Half of the meetings could have just been emails. The current one was especially egregious. Two guys were arguing about definitions, while the other three of us just sat there, waiting for
It’s fair to say that Sue and I were close, possibly even closer than sisters. We’d been friends since we were 9 or 10 and 15 odd years later we were still inseparable. In fact the events of the last year had made us even closer still.I’d been shocked when Sue had announced she was
My real dad died when I was young, and I have only a faint memory of someone when I was very young. Mom met my future stepdad, Marten, when I was thirteen. I instantly disliked him since I felt he threatened what Mom and I had together. Looking back, I must have been rather obnoxious.
This story contains fictional characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities and are 18 years old or older. Please feel free to leave constructive feedback. All rights reserved.Please read Broken Shoulders (Pt1, 2 & 3) before reading any further.As before, I’d like to thank you all for the lovely (and not so lovely) feedback. I
Virginia was a curious girl. She wanted to know about everything. She was 19 years old and had only recently left the Catholic boarding school where she had spent the last 10 years of her life. Her parents had died when she was little, but had left plenty of money to provide for her education.
I am bad about not ending my story series. This chapter ends the “Rebuilding” stories. It follows chronologically the previous chapters. I strongly recommend reading “Rebuilding,” “Rebuilding CH 02,” “Rebuilding CH 03, and “Rebuilding CH04” before you read this final chapter.Warning: there is some incest at the end of this story. Hopefully, it fits in
He rested his hands upon her shoulders, cupping them solidly, but hesitated just short of gathering her in a firm embrace. He looked down into her eyes, they glistened with tears as she stood before him. Here was her lover, not her husband, and she felt rippled by the emotions of wanting to have her