Note: This chapter is a kind of mini-finale that closes out the first act. As such it's a little longer than previous entries and contains a lot of mess (arguably too much). It might benefit from being read in stages rather than in one go.
Part 5: T... |
I'm blindfolded, tied to a chair, both hands behind me. In the darkness, I hear heels tapping on the floor, approaching. Speed in front of me, Mistress leave in close, and whispers in my ear "Ready, toy?" I mutter unintelligibly through a ballgag. Mi... |
As I ponder this wonderful predicament I got myself into, here I sit in my stinky sock elf costume, stuck in a kiddie pool, seated on a creamy cake and my dildo throne as she called it, Maddie's soft thigh high slouch socks encase my arms, legs and h... |
The pyramid echoed with the clamour of pursuit. Amidst the tumult two figures crept along shadowy passageways, silent and unnoticed in the inky gloom. Coming to a junction, Nikki pressed her back against the cool stone wall and peeked past the corner... |
Rosi's thumb hovered over the screen, the notification glaring up at her: *"Dare you to step into the river. Right now. No backing out."*
She tightened the zipper of her jacket, teeth catching her lower lip as she eyed the water's edge. The morning... |
Part Five.
Aunt Mimi was still reeling from the cancellation of the fair, the Maloney brothers had been the prime suspects. Nothing could be proved, but this was always the topic of conversation when Aunt Mimi came to the lodge. In the intervening... |
Part Four.
"So you see, I need you to arrange the flowers for the tables" Aunt Mimi said, perched on the end of the chaise lounge. I sat opposite, trying to look interested.
"And you will need supervise the delivery of the wine and beer for the adu... |
Part Three.
Standing, peering into a rusted framed mirror, Klaus's lathered his face with shaving soap, the rough bristled brush making circles of white foam against his cheek.
I stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame, watching. His back m... |
Part two
1946
The war had been over a year. Mercifully I had survived. There was plenty of gaps in the line up where the less fortunate had perished. The ship back had been lighter than the journey out, in number of men, at least, but not in spiri... |
Part one
Being at war was not as romantic or as exciting as the propaganda had led me to believe. The basic training, the route marches, the barked orders, the drills. Sharing a dorm with twenty other men was the only plus point. Just being close t... |
I went out walking because of the heat, with the clear intention of following a hillside trail I already knew. The day was bright and dry, the kind that invites movement. I wore a lightweight button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, half open to l... |
humiliation public humiliation mud wet slime gunge pie in the face women be women messy embarrassing My wife was wearing red tights, with short tight fitting black shorts over top. A look that I love so much, it is almost to good. She also had a pair or brown ankle boots on, and a simple black spandex tank top tucked into her shorts.
She had her h... |
Lebbo had been a clown at the circus for 6 months now and always kept his eyes on her.
He had been clowning for most of his life and was pretty good at it, but there had always been a certain type of smile he chased after. One that he had inspired in... |
'Do you believe in magic?'
This was from Catherine, Kat, my all time friend, confidant, lover and neighbour. We've only known each other for five years but in that time she has opened my eyes to the world as far as sexual arousal is concerned. You wo... |
Patrick was getting suspicious of his wife, Felicity. They'd been together seven years having met in college and married for the past four. Whilst they'd had their ups and downs, Patrick had always thought they'd a good relationship, but things had b... |
Faced with yet another dead end, Annabelle sighed. The labyrinth was getting the better of them. Nearby, Ellie twirled the neck-string of her little white two-piece, tipped her heart-shaped face skyward, and giggled. "We are sooo hopeless."
Annabell... |
Growing up on his parents farm in the Essex countryside was not the best place for a gay guy like Austin to meet other guys. Since leaving collage he spent his late teens and early 20's putting in long hours helping his parents on the farm, tending t... |
As I slept all snug in my bed, lol I tried to roll over, however Maddie had arrived sometime while I was sleeping, she was spooning me tightly still dressed in Santa outfit, her black leather knee boots on the floor beside the bed. I was so comfortab... |
It's starting out to be the perfect day - I had a really good workout and I'm showered. . It's Christmas time, I've got no plans for the day so I throw on a red cotton bikini brief and am ready to relax. My buddy gives me a call, "Hey Beau, I know... |
So it's Dec 24th I am sitting back with a drink watching a Christmas movie, my phone rings, it Maddie. Hello my dear I have some down time waiting for my delayed flight, wanted to say hello and make sure you got my second package. I have been waiting... |
Well a package from my Maddie dear.
Followed up by this message.
Hey babe so sorry I have to be out of town this week, I see you got my gift. Lol. I told you I would get you a holiday sock suit. "hehe" Now that you have your surprise Christmas an... |
Lena's hair brushed silkily against her almost-bare back. Above her, warm sunlight streamed through the dome's crystalline shield, illuminating the scatter of tumbled walls and canted columns that lay before them. The entrance tunnel had brought them... |
After all of Saturday's excitement and a decidedly needed night's sleep Dave and Amy laid cuddling in bed having a decidedly lazy Sunday morning. As Amy kissed him on the lips Dave grinned.
"What?" She chuckled.
"You're still here." Dave chuckled i... |
"All rise."
The courtroom clambered to their feet as the black-robed judge shuffled into place, and then took their seats again. He squinted at his papers, and then the two parties in front of him.
"We are here today to hear the case of Ms Veronic... |
Renee was the quintessential tomboy. She was the girl who would choose baggy shorts over skirts, gym shoes over heels, and hoodies over blouses. Her short, shoulder-length hair perfectly framed her independent, no-nonsense spirit. So it was incredibl... |
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