Author's Note: Just a quickie story for Halloween - enjoy! Barbara studied the pile of materials on the table suspiciously, arms crossed and a doubtful look on her pretty face. Tucking her blonde hair behind her left ear, she picked up one of the plastic/latex items and studied it even more closely, turning it this way and that, then finally put it down and addressed the man standing quietly on the opposite side of the table. ...
Halloween, What memories that conjures up for me! It is also known as all Saint’s day. When the dead are said to walk the earth; it is nearly a year and peace has reigned in our family since then. I will explain. It was a year ago on Halloween; I took a year out from studying and decided to visit my aunt in a backwater town in the United States. She had often phoned to say she would like me to visit her. She is my favorite aunt. We were upset when her husband got killed when the mountain road gave out after a storm and his car slid down a bank. Local kids made her life a misery by taunting her and other old people calling them witches and warlocks and threatening to burn them at the stake. Nothing could be further from the truth with my aunt Pauline. That may be her trouble. She is too friendly and trusting. I do not know. ...
Nicole was a very attractive woman who loved putting men in bondage. Every Halloween Nicole would have a party for her girlfriends and a male. Brian fit all the qualifications for that male. Nicole wanted a man who treated women with no respect. He enjoyed sleeping with as many women as he could. Brian also enjoyed putting women in tight bondage. He was best looking man in the bar. One of Nicole’s girlfriends had dated Brian and had been treated very badly. ...
To make a long story short, I am a switch – someone who likes to be dominant and also likes to be submissive. You know, tying up a woman and doing whatever I wish to her, and her tying me up and doing whatever she wishes to do to me or force me to do, and in both cases virtually no taboos. Unfortunately Cindy, my live in girlfriend of 3 years, is pretty much a submissive and has little interest in dominating me. I have managed to talk her into trying it once or twice, but after about 5 minutes she was done. ...
Author's Note: A fantastic story, again. Nothing to bring into real life, nothing I want for real people to experience. Enjoy the read and feel free to comment. More chapters should follow. Prologue and Chapter 1 Martine Benning was tired. No, not just tired…. she was exhausted and drained to a point where she had repeatedly drifted towards unconsciousness, just to be rudely awakened by the pain in her shoulders. ...
PROLOGUE A constant buzzing noise and soft, muffled moans fill the otherwise silent room. Alfred took a sip from the coffee as he went through Vanessa’s laptop. He was looking at her pictures taken at a coctail. A busty brunette with a nice figure, “chubby just a tiny bit but otherwise with the nice make up, the cute dress and the shiny heels, a striking 28 year old” Alfred thought as he took another sip from the coffee. ...
Author's Note: A tale of post apocalyptic possibities In a not so far off post apocalyptic age as New Pittsburgh began to emerge as an oasis of civilization, culture and still functioning technology. Most of the rest of the eastern half of the former United States remained a savage land dominated by local warlords and roving semi organized bands of murderous criminals. The large cities of the eastern seaboard not obliteratedby nuclear weapons were destroyed by the massive tsunami generated by the atomic torpedo activated volcano, Cumbre Viejo. The monster wave swept inland within 100 miles of old Pittsburgh devastating all in its path. A part of it also submerged the British isles and the low countries on the continent. Nearly at the same time an enormous earthquake caused a massive rift widening and extending the Mississippi river to the Canadian Sea. The large inland sea had previously been the Great Lakes. The massive fast flowing Mississippi was dotted with small islands and now dominated by bloodthirsty river pirates and is nearly as wide as the old English Channel. It bisected the former United States and little was known ,at that time about conditions on the western half. Though a few survivors who managed to cross over from the west told blood curdling tales of an even more savage land made worse by the black practicioners of a mad genetic and earth altering science based on the demonic technology of evil humanoids of extraterrestrial origin. This black science had been partly responsible for bringing on the apocalypse. It was in the context of this new world in the not far distant future that the following events took place. ...
Walking home from a party late at night is never a safe thing, but I knew that heading through my old school would be a decent shortcut, saving me some precious time to get out of the streets. Nothing at the school had really changed since last year when I graduated except for the old middle school classrooms situated at the far end of the block. They had been cleared out for better classrooms closer to the school but the buildings were still there. They were separated from the rest of the school via the football field thus why nobody had bothered to tear them down yet. ...
Part 5 (added: 2018/11/10) Simon had planned a holiday with Lena, a week cruising along the Eastern Australian coastline in a caravan. It would also be an opportunity to put Rose into some serious mummification bondage. He started prepping the night before. With all the luggage packed up and ready, he shifted his attention to Rose. She had just been showered and cleaned by Lena, Simon grinned as he admired the contrast between her scant 22-inch waist and the twin hemispheres of her unnaturally firm E-cup breast, flowing down to her shapely ass and long, slender legs. Next to Rose was a pile of latex clothing, bundles of electrodes and power supplies, and finally a small mountain of tape and vetwrap bandage. Simon had explained to Rose, in detail, how she would spend the next six days. ...
It was a slow day at the clinic and Doctor Helen Shackelton was minding the front desk while the receptionist was on a smoko, when two teenage girls walked in. They were dressed almost identically in very short denim shorts, tight sleeveless tops, and white tennis shoes. With their similar long sandy-coloured hair and fair complexions, they could almost have been twins. The main difference was that one top was pink and the other pale blue. Also, because Dr. Shackelton was the sort of person to notice small details, she saw that Pink Top wore white ankle-length socks while Blue Top appeared to be sockless. ...