I see the red, white, and blue lights dancing on the trees and bushes around me. They appear almost like Christmas lights bouncing off the shrubs and leaf-filled branches, other spots are just deep black holes. I stop and turn around… “What are you doing here ? The park is closed after 10pm !” Exiting out of his lit-up police cruiser, a tall, broad shouldered officer is asking me sternly. Hands-on his holster, he slowly w...

“So, still happy you decided to walk this trail with me,” Braden asked. Lisa, sore in all the right places, snuggled closer to Braden’s warm, naked body. She turned her head slightly to kiss his chest before answering, “I’m not sure ‘happy’ is the correct word, Sir. I’m happy when I find a new original source. I’m happy when I eat pie. I’m happy when I can afford a new pair of stunning shoes. But with you? No, happy is si...

Let me start by stating clearly that I’ve never been into bondage. That’s weird stuff for weird people. I’m not like that. So, admittedly, it’s surprising that I would be tied, spread eagle, to the four corners of a bed in front of a stranger. “Do you trust me?” she asks. Trust her? I only met her two hours ago. Of course, I don’t trust her! I’d be an idiot to trust her. “Yes,” I said. “Good,” she replied. “Sometimes I do...

June 12, 2022 So this is Sunday morning. I worked last night and did some overtime with Mr. Santiago. It was not quite what I expected from my older Italian boss. I did not know there was a furnished apartment above the shop. I worked the busy Saturday night like I normally do. We were slammed. Mr. Santiago told me to stay, saying we had to talk after we closed. The rest of the staff thinks I was going to be disciplined f...

Your head always loses when it says one thing and your body says another. Sometimes, or maybe just this once, Frank wished his head would have come out on top. Staring up again at the stark white wall at the end of the hallway he now sat, watching the slow, lazy circles the large gray and black industrial fan made in its center. It seemed to have no purpose there other than to antagonize ones with its monotony. Counting t...

He is quite wealthy, but that is not why Lisa loves him. He is elegant, but that is not it either. He is beautiful, but that does not matter. What matters? His love and care for her. His interest in every detail of her life. His intelligence. His firmness. His kindness. He is the owner and CEO of a private rail car company, catering to the old money. They, therefore, travel by train. He has told her that he wishes her to...

Crotch sweat fills my nostrils from the two jockstraps wrapped around my head to secure the three stuffed in my mouth. My burning cheeks are hidden from view by the other used undies draped over my face, shoulders, and lap where they fell — at least those that hadn’t fallen in the surrounding mud. Two more have been repurposed as restraints, binding my wrists and elbows together. Adding to my humiliation is the fact that...

She often wondered about the foolish notion; who had begun the thought that torment and torture could pull the darkness from a soul? How could it cleanse not only the flesh but the mind and soul? She knew, now, from where this thought had come. The lash found her again, a line of fire across her back that sent a wave of peace through her. She would learn to ride the pain as it turned to pleasure, setting fire to the night...