The door slams shut behind him. The same way as ever. The same click of the Yale safety lock, so secure and formal amidst the anger. His shoes pound down the corrugated metal staircase, fading and fading and fading. I...
Reluctance
From Debt to Pet
"Poker isn't just a card game"
I awoke in the early morning, to a dorm room that wasn’t mine, a sour taste in my mouth, a pounding in my head, sore hips and a heavy, unfamiliar weight across my torso. Glancing down at my chest I...
Olivia
"It was years in the making..."
We met in college through my girlfriend at the time. You were cute, and I was excited to see you around our dorm as you always had a smile on your face. For the first couple months, I saw you...
Good Cop, Bad Cop
"Daphne tries to resist the charms of a colleague."
Knees bent and legs wide open, Daphne Blake stared up at the white spotlights on the ceiling of VELMA’S BEAUTY SALON. The radio in the corner played an unsettling rock song but it had been turned down low enough to...
How I Became a Slut for an Older Man – Part 3
"My journey down the rabbit whole continues"
Since the night at the rugby club, Paul had continued to mould me into his perfect slut. I’d spent at least half of the last year having his cock inside me and the girl he’d created was a world away...
Some memories don’t stick. They’re not important or consequential enough to make a lasting impression. But I remember Aiden. Everything about Aiden. For the first time in my life, in my messed-up shunted around excuse of a life, I felt...
The Show (Part 1)
"How could I have got myself to this point."
My name is Aubrey. I’m thirty-five years old with auburn hair. I might not be as cute as my cheerleading years, but I feel that I am still a very attractive lady. My husband and I have not been blessed...
It was early in the morning. My best guess was around four. John rolled over. He cuddled up closer to me, wrapping his arms around me, and pulling me close. I could feel his hard cock, he had it pressed against...
There were seven of us in the kitchen; Robbie and me; my brother Charlie and his wife Rose; my parents, and for some inexplicable reason, Scott. I wished he would leave. I’d been saved from talking to him by Mom’s...
Robbie’s bedroom felt secluded and safe as though it’d been shut off from the rest of the world. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d just lain with someone; bodies, warmth and a shared afterglow. It felt better than anything....