Part 1: The Crime Scene Emma couldn't take her eyes off the lifeless body on the ground. She was a young officer, and this was the first time she had seen a real dead body. A high-ranking city official lay dead before her. "Cause of death?" Dan asked another officer. "Death by strangulation. With a rope, I'd say," the officer replied. Dan, raising an eyebrow: "Would someone have hanged him and then placed his body here?"...

Emma hurried through the underground subway tunnels. She was late for work again. She had slept poorly—very poorly, in fact. Her mind was still entangled with the vivid memories from the night before. Upon reaching her office, she dove straight into her work, not without receiving a sharp remark from her supervisor. She tried to ignore it, focusing on her tasks to block out the relentless flashbacks. Eventually, she manag...

I wake from a deep sleep, staring at the ceiling fan spinning at top speed, doing a poor job of cooling the overly warm bedroom. I feel the heat emanating from Gwen’s body next to me on the bed, adding to the oppressive temperature and causing the sweat to pour from my body. “Damn it’s hot,” I whisper as I throw the covers off, allowing the air to hit my naked, sweat-soaked body. My cock, hard as it usually is at this tim...

Emma stood before the bathroom mirror, her fingers tracing the delicate outline of her heart-shaped necklace of white gold, a symbol of her enduring bond with Nathan, gifted to celebrate their five-year journey together. Several weeks had elapsed since "the incident" with Dan, and she had endeavored to suppress it, relegating the memory to the darkest corners of her mind. Whenever Nathan suggested having Dan over, she str...

Days went by, and Emma did everything she could to avoid Alex. Her fear was no longer that he would demand a new "payment," but rather that she wouldn't be able to resist him. Since that intense encounter in the kitchen, Emma was deeply troubled. Just thinking about it made her cheeks flush and a knot form in her stomach. Strangely, Alex also seemed to avoid crossing paths with her. He stayed holed up in his room or left...

My blue eyes blinked awake as the morning sun streamed through the window. I smiled somehow already knowing it was going to be a good day. My sheets were wrapped around my tall, five-foot-ten slender naked body. My pussy tingled and was drenched. What had I been dreaming? My mind immediately wandered, imagining the possibilities for this beautiful Oktoberfest Saturday. My long fingers naturally homed their way to the fami...

The next day, as the sun was barely beginning to rise, Emma felt her phone vibrate on the nightstand. She reached out and read Alex's message: "It's time to pay your rent. I'm in the living room, I'll watch TV at the same time." Emma's heart tightened reading those words. The tension from the day before resurfaced. She had hoped that the night would bring solutions or at least some respite. But reality was there, clear an...

The sun had already dropped below the horizon, leaving the available light for photography poor. I packed up my gear and headed back down the trail to my truck. As I rounded the bend, I saw a car not far from my truck and, as I got nearer, I could see a woman on the passenger side and a man behind the wheel. I nodded a hello as I passed in front of their vehicle and noticed the woman was leaning back in her seat and her h...

When I was about twenty years old, my sexual curiosity started to broaden so that it included men as well as women. I was careful about how I worded that earlier part because there had always been a certain degree of curiosity about men. I wouldn’t say that I was physically attracted to men, or at least the vast majority of men, but I had become increasingly obsessed with their genitalia. In order to disguise my true inte...

Stacey had messaged me, and we arranged to meet up at the weekend. Thursday and Friday dragged so badly, and I seemed extra irritable to everyone around me. I emptied out all of my underwear and laid it on my bed and floor. Mum came into my bedroom while I was doing it, took one look, and turned and left. She assumed my autism had taken a new turn, or I was adding some sort of OCD to my problems. I did have a problem; the...