Hot apple pie

I had just gotten home from working a double shift at work for the weekend. I was walking into the garage with my stuff from work. As I was about to go into the house,[…]

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Night games

I grew up in at the edge of a fairly small town. From my house, 2 blocks to the north was marshland, 2 blocks west was fields, mostly corn. In my neighborhood there was a[…]

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Honey dew pt 2

PART 2 – PAUL HIRES DENA Paul looked at the phone lying next to him. It took him a minute to realize what had just happened. “Shit, Dena! Beth just heard you fucking blowing me![…]

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The gift

THE GIFT I stumbled over the metal threshold of the doorway as I hurried into the convenience store. I looked down immediately to see what my toe had hit then looked up, embarrassed, to see[…]

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It wasn't me.

This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there's violence or anger. I've done that before. Not because it's dark, although it is. This isn't the first thing I wrote that you weren't[…]

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Dressing room domme

There is a fine, *fine* line between domming and rape. Usually, that line is separated only by one party's ability (if not willingness) to cease the entirety of the scene by use of a signal.[…]

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Marie's childhood

Marie was 10 when she first met Buddy, a young golden retriever, at the pet store. Even though her mom, Kristen, was reluctant, she allowed Marie to buy her. As soon as the car parked[…]

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