The master's cabin

The Master's Cabin, Pt 1 My slave, you can see out the window from your place on the St Andrew's cross you're lashed tightly to. Your arms reaching upward, spread wide, legs parted wide, wrists[…]

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Therapy

"So tell me, Janelle," asked Dr. Scott, "in your own words, what do you think the problem is!?!" Janelle, with her head down, looked furtively over at her husband, Kurt who was sitting silently in[…]

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A fever of 101

Ellen walked into the house, coated with the ran that was pouring from the sky. She had been called several minutes before by her best friend Jessica, who felt terrible. Jessica had a date later[…]

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Hurricane irene

Fbailey story number 616 Hurricane Irene We had plenty of warning of Hurricane Irene’s destructive force. The hurricane was headed our way. It was going to hit the Eastern Coast of the United States and[…]

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Travel tales.1

Recently a friend made a comment that registered with me in a forceful manner: “It is possible to love somesome and not be in love with that person.” For weeks after hearing him make that[…]

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