Chapter 1 The last light of the day was fading from the sky when Susan pulled into the small factory parking lot forty miles from her home. She had timed things rather well, considering all the stops she had made on the drive up, and for the first time that day fully realized just what she was doing. It was madness, totally insane and dangerous, and if she didn’t end up arrested…or even worse, assaulted, she would be pretty surprised. ...
Chapter 1 Nervous? Anyone with an ounce of caution should have been anxious. We had communicated through the internet over the past nine months and he knew me like nobody else. I called him my pseudo therapist. Now he was coming to provide me with a weekend session to be remembered and cherished. He was an older and experienced top, who was going to allow me to personally be subjected to situations designed to play out my erotic fantasies and pent-up desires. ...
Leah finished packing the last of the dishes into the box marked fragile. It had been a hectic past two days getting everything packed. “Finally,” she said while wiping a bead of sweat from her brow, “everything is packed. Now it’s up to the movers.” Leah and her husband, Chris, were moving to his parent’s farm, left to them after they had passed away. They had died in a car accident when a trucker had fallen asleep and crossed the lanes. Chris had taken the news very hard, as expected, but lately he had been feeling better and was returning to his old self. The settlement from the truck company had been very generous and they now had enough to live comfortably on the farm without financial concerns. They still planned to work the land and continue his father’s dream, but they wouldn’t have to scrimp and save as they had been. ...
After you went to bed last night, I lay in the living room pondering my morning off today. I thought about how thrilling it would be to have some time off to “myself” and I thought about some fantasies I might use to bring myself to completion (all involving you of course). I imagined being teased by you. I imagined being touched by you. I imagined being tortured by you. But alas, you would not be here. What was I to do? ...
Prologue: ‘Famine, sword and fire crouch for employment’ Edward de Valence stood upon the deck of The Black Swan and watched as her captain barked out orders. Never had Edward seen such a mighty fleet assembled as on this bright August day. A myriad of colored pennants whipped and snapped in the warm sea air and the decks of the ships sparkled with their armor clad passengers. Edward could barely make out the masts of La Trinite Royale, Henry the V’s flagship. ...
Author's Note: Thanks for taking the time to read my story. This is the second one I’ve submitted, it started out as a brief outline for a video I had planned but due to time problems it never got made. So I revamped it and turned it into a story. I hope you like it, if so and you want to see more of this one please leave feed back ...
Chapter One: Who, What, Where, Why? “Well welcome back to the land of the living Jessica.” I stood in front of the girl as she finished coming out of the drugged stupor and struggled to sit upright on the loveseat. Her wrists, covered in long kid gloves, were crossed and firmly bound behind her back. More white cord around her ankles, just above the black pumps with 4” heels, held her legs together, all very basic, but effective. ...
“Alright doll face let me get this straight; your not a hooker. You got lost in the red light district on your way to a costume party, which is why your dressed like a hooker. You stopped for directions and someone snatched your purse; so you propositioned an undercover detective for a ride.” “It sounds a lot worse when you say it officer. You might as well lets say, I’ve heard them all,” Laura Schwartz said. ...
Author's Note: Greetings fellow BDSM enthusiasts, I’m a long time lurker and first time poster. Although I’ve been writing/roleplaying extensively throughout my inception into the BDSM culture, I figured it’s about time I started sharing some of my bizarre ideas for all you lovely kinky folks to enjoy. I haven’t anything else to add, except that I’d like to thank the fantastic Ty M Goode for his wonderful stories and overall influence in my writing, and that I look forward to writing more stories in the future. So please enjoy, and let me know what you think in the comments. Thanks! ^3^ ...
Chapter 1 Jon walks down the hall of his local college, looking a bit nervous. He’s always been shy and never comfortable being around so many people. Going to his next class as he sees her out of the corner of his eye. Turning to look, at this beautiful, tall, blonde, blue eyed girl. He couldn’t figure out, what made him desire her so much. Always smiling, making him feel comfortable, each time he sees her. If it wasn’t for being so shy, he’d already asked her out, doing it in his head about a hundred times. The question being, could he survive if she rejects him? Could they be friends? Only talking to her in passing. Coming up with ways to ask her out, but never having the nerve. Needing just that push to break the ice. ...