———-Chapter 1———-Cassie was having one of those months. In the space of three weeks, she’d been laid off, lost her boyfriend and her car had died.She’d been sending money to her sister who was caring for her chronically ill mother. So, when everything went wrong at the same time, she was basically broke.She spent a
FORBIDDEN FRUIT.by prof_masterOne.Getting a Clue.I PULL MY TOYOTA TUNDRA INTO THE DRIVEWAY of Mimi P.’s cute, suburban tract home outside Las Vegas. Get out and go around to the camper shell in back and open the tailgate. I pull out my duffel bag – full of tools and toys of abduction and torment – which
“Happy birthday Daddy!”I felt the bed move, and as I rose up from sleep, I could see my daughter Saleena crouched over me. Except for the tight black panties she wore, she was nude, and my cock immediately took notice.”I took a great deal of time to think about your present Daddy. It’s a special
(Wrote for fun. All characters are over 18)To Hell and BackThere was trash in piles in the hallway. The stairwell smelled of piss. The only paint that wasn’t pealing had come from a spray can.Looking down I watched the huge rat waddle past. It paid me no mind at all, completely unafraid. Mind you, I’ve
Runaway Fantasy * Tuesday * (middle day of the trip)I hear some rustling coming from the kitchen, but unlike yesterday when I woke up, I’m not confused or surprised by where I am. It sounds like Mike might be cleaning up a little or putting away some dishes, but I can’t see him from the
I whisper into my husband’s ear, “Get ready, I want you tonight. I’m going to tie you up and have my way with you.” I follow up with an mischievous smile.I have him take a blue pill and said, “Take this, I want to ensure you are rock hard.”His eyes sparkle with excitement; his anticipation
This is a standalone companion story, to the Book 3 of “The Girl”. If you didn’t read the other stories, a quick introduction is in order: Lilly is a slave to Hank and Sam, and has a standing order not say “no” to any man. I recommend reading the “Trip to Mexico” story. This time
It probably strains the credulity of most people under fifty these days if they hear of a young man of twenty-three, who has not had a sexual relationship. Never the less, that was true of me.This was not only true for me, but for many other young men and women. The reasons for my chastity
As I sat at my desk finishing my reports, I wrestled with the images running through my head. Mainly, they were images of naked young girls in various positions. For the past few months I had been trying to cope with the effects of mid-life crisis. While much is made of menopause for women, men
======================This story involves high school seniors, ages 18 and up. Thanks for your previous comments.======================Kids can be cruel. It doesn’t get better with age, at least not by senior year of high school. I had always thought of myself as a good, sweet, innocent girl, but Jamie always somehow managed to pull me into trouble.
EpilogueBenjamin waited his 30 days before he became, you should pardon the expression, a motherfucker. On that 31st day, well, on the night of the 31st day, Jacob and Marta, and Benjamin and I went on a double date. It was dinner and dancing and we laughed a lot. During our month we had all
Chapter 1. More to follow if you like it. My eyes confirmed what all the silent sensors were telling me, there was no sentient life left at all. All there was was a long blackened planet, devoid of any form of being that could be described as life. I fruitlessly checked the coordinates again. I
The Red RoomGo to the Red Room and wait for me there.That’s all the last email had said, and since I’d received it yesterday I must have read it over again at least twenty more times. I’d met the sender at a club in Amsterdam a week ago, and he’d been breathtaking. Charming, intelligent, and
We’re going to have so much fun!On my way down the higher floor, I’m welcomed by many whores. Boys or girls, there are so many of them. Some have different hair, and some have different complexions, but none are what I like.The wide hallways narrow down to a slim alley, exposing the VIP area. From
“Hello, Agnes.”Sister Agnes looked up from where she was kneeling in her vegetable garden. It was the spirit of Burt, Mayor of Heavenly Aden. It was hot and she wore only a pair of shorts and a sleeveless blouse. Burt was shirtless. Her hands were soiled with dirt. “Hello, Burt,” she answered. “Welcome!” She stood
What if What if you had a friend? Who died without knowing Jesus as their personal savior? What if he or she went to hell?What if one day you received a letter in the mail from beyond?A letter from hellA letter from your friend in the flames of eternal tormentThe following is a dramatic presentation
Carol had been looking forward to the weekend seminar in a remote seaside resort town that she had never visited previously. The seminar was aimed at a group of middle aged professional women, most of whom came from ‘suburban marriages’, and who were unused to the privilege of weekends away from household routines. Extreme disappointment
Any feedback is greatly appreciated. It encourages an author to continue writing, and helps frame future segments, which this story will have. This story is about a male who comes to realize his submissive dreams, about his humiliation, and dominant women. If these fantasies are not your thing, then don’t waste your time, simply move
Absent calls for more, this will be the last chapter in this series. It likely will not make much sense if you have not read the previous chapters.She loomed over us. At 6’2″, she was slightly taller than our 6′. But with the heels she wore, she stared down at our naked forms, causing us
Indirect continuation from the original story, sets up for culminating Part 3. Based on a true story. Everyone is 18+. Her pussy itched.Cherie’s slender index finger slid down the damp crotch of her skin-tight, acid-wash denim shorts into the heat of her groin. Her hard, french-manicured nail pushed against the taught fabric of her shorts