“Who the hell…” the familiar voice said. I turned so fast that I lost my balance and fell. As I did, I saw Sam jumping to his feet from the couch and quickly rushing toward me. On the floor, I tried to turn away from him, so he wouldn’t see who it was. It didn’t … Read more
READING ALLOWED, Part 7 One hour later, Marie was feeling decidedly cranky. Her wrists were cuffed securely to her collar, held there by short lengths of chain, so that her hands dangled impotently at the level of her shoulders. Her ankles were hobbled by an 18-inch length of chain, enough slack that she could walk … Read more
WHUMP! I cursed quietly to myself as my head bounced off the window, jarring me awake. I looked around and remembered that I was in the van on the way to some lame-ass choir clinic with nine other kids selected from our high school chorus. Mr Meyers, our choir director (and the shitty driver of … Read more
Still in a blissful high from her recent orgasm, it took Kim a few moments to realize what Mistress Amanda said. “Yes it was wonder….wait, what did you say?” Turning to face the girl strapped down on the bench, “Kendall?” A flash of recognition suddenly became apparent and she moved towards the bench. “Quick, help … Read more
He sat on her back porch. One week after buying her those shoes, which coincidentally was the last physical incident, and he was back at her residence. Her text had simply said, “Piggy, come over and sit on my back porch until I text you again,” so here he was. Fuck. He had been sitting, … Read more
“Malia… Would you please focus on the task at hand?” asked my frustrated mother as she lifted a box from the truck and carried it into the new house. “Aren’t the movers going to do that?” I asked. “Yes. So get your tree and the two boxes that you have left for your room.” I … Read more
Jen’s Story – Chapter Four Grandpa’s friend spent quite a few hours with Grandpa and my uncle taking it in turns to put their peepee’s into my cunny or my mouth. I had a hard job swallowing all of my uncle’s juice, and when some dribbled out of my mouth, he said that I was … Read more
I could tell that Greta wasn’t happy, even though she really didn’t say anything. Dad and I both ate two big, heaping-helpings of scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, and he also gave me my first full cup of coffee, rather than letting me have little sips of his. After Dad had sent Greta downstairs to … Read more
It was a crappy night out, raining, cold, all and all miserable. The funny thing is, I wasn’t even supposed to be at the shop. It’s my garage, but I have a guy that runs the place for me, and I usually sit at home “managing” from a far. It’s a good life, I can’t … Read more
Proudly presenting my third work! It’s the sequel to my first story ‘What comes around, goes around…’ Yes, indeed: Alex hasn’t seen the last of Ryan just yet. This story contains violence, rape and certain other themes (which I can’t disclose to protect the surprise elements in the story) which might be offensive to people. … Read more
“Dear Heather, I just read your latest story and, God!, what a turn on! I had to beat off half way through and again at the end, and I’m still hard as a rock! Your writing drives me right through the roof! Your stories are just so realistic, so believable, and I think I know … Read more
There Jared was, reading his book on computer programming in his dorm room. The nerdy freshman at Anonville University had just started his first semester in college, and although Anonville had the reputation of being a party school, Jared’s college experience so far had only consisted of school work, besides the weekly laundry, daily meals, … Read more
Chapter 1 Sophia arrived at the address with her heart pounding and on the verge of tears. She had no idea who got her pictures and how. Her parents wouldn’t look for her for another couple because she told them that she was studying chemistry with her friends. Sophia’s parents were proud of her being … Read more
“Daddy, please!” she screamed, and her entire body jolted upright in her bed. Cold sweat poured down her face, her heart raced frantically in her chest, and her nerves were so frazzled that her hands were shaking uncontrollably. She looked around the room; her door was closed, her lamp was still on, and no one … Read more
CHAPTER 8 Old Friends Part 1: Memories of Mount Gloria Mount Gloria is an old area of the canyon where Hunter and Jake became the best of friends. Most people say it’s a cursed place, so no one goes there… Except boys who don’t believe in fairy tales. As Jake approached Mount Gloria, his mind … Read more
She had lost all sense of time drifting in and out of consciousness. She could have been in that box for days for all she knew. She thought she had been on a plane at one point. She had never flown before so couldn’t be sure. She didn’t know how many times she had cummed … Read more
There is a physical law stating; Everything that can go wrong eventually will go wrong. This law convinced me that if something was bound to go haywire, another thing was bound to go right as well. People always said there is balance in everything so I was convinced Murphy’s Law should have a counterpart. Yin … Read more
Getting captured sucks. It tends to involve things like pissing yourself in terror, while terrifying Amazons hold their spears deathly still at your Adam’s apple, leaving you too afraid to so much as swallow. Getting taken prisoner sucks. It involves endless manacled marching and cruel whipping whenever you stumble or falter. Being sold into slavery … Read more
Kyrene stared at her reflection in the ornate golden mirror, wrinkling her nose in disgust at the way the lacey white fabric hung on her thin frame. Granted, white looked wonderful against her deep mahogany skin tones and her long, wavy black hair, but the dress was loose and heavy. A four-inch-thick ribbon of white … Read more
Some may remember sitting in a darkened room, watching Rod Serling’s “Night Gallery.” Each episode began with an unusual painting, about which Mr. Serling would deliver a brief monolog, something along these lines: “Consider, if you will, what may be the most well-known and oft-copied works of a man named Henry Fuseli, scholar, man of … Read more
