Theirs

I hear them walking up the stairs. I rush to put on the blindfold and stand in position before they walk through the door. As soon as I spread my legs and tilt my head[…]

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My summer without men

Are you fucking more now and enjoying it less?  This should have been my mantra after my first year of college.  I had become a favorite at fraternities, but was finding less and less satisfaction[…]

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One to go

Isaac Treslow is a boy. A rather special boy at that; top grades, rich background, friendly, fit, attractive, the lot; as it normally goes with stories like these. You always get the really nice one[…]

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Burglary becomes bondage

Betty stood in the kitchen doing dishes enjoying the view over the freshly manicured backyard. She loved the way the company she hired did their work, smoothly mowed lawn, weeded flower beds, pruned flower stems[…]

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The alleyway

As she walked down the dimly lit street , looking for a phone booth, she regretted driving through this seedy neighborhood. How was she to know that her car would break down, and her cell[…]

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