None of the alarm spells Alexandra had placed around her hotel suite had been triggered, yet there was someone standing at the foot of her bed. It was a human-shaped someone, who had not yet tried to hurt her. That could only mean one thing. “Daylight,” she said, conjuring a beam of it directly into Jim’s face. Jim groaned and held his palms out to shield his eyes. “It’s me, Lex!” “I know,” Alexandra assured him, without...

Elizabeth Pavlov Dryden was in a terrible, rotten, no-good mood today, and nobody, not even her mother, could convince her otherwise. Especially her mother, who right now was the last person that she wanted to see. Outside her bedroom window, the first golden rays of the sun peeked up over the horizon to shine through a gap in the London city haze, a rare occurrence given that they lived near the Thames, but Elizabeth was...

Entry Two Dear Slut Diaries, I was straining against the ropes binding my legs, not trying to get loose, just appreciating the feeling against my skin. Daddy knew I craved true restriction, and he had definitely done that this time. I couldn’t move my legs at all, my calves and thighs tied together with my knees bent. I was stuck like this until Daddy released me… speaking of releases, I wondered when I would be allowed t...

~ Entry One ~ Dec 5, 2022 Dear Slut Diaries, I’m just laying in my bed right now, all alone.. just daydreaming. I’m sure you want to know what I’m thinking about, but to be honest with you, it’s a little bit dirty so it’s embarrassing to speak out loud. For you, Daddy, I guess I have to make an exception though, don’t I? In my imagination, I’m not alone right now. You’re here, your hands are in my hair, pulling me in towa...

Rebecca Collins suspected there was at least a decent chance that she was going to fail Calculus no matter what she did. It was practically a coin toss at this point. The midterms were long past now, and whatever remaining assignments there were left in the class wouldn’t do much for her grade even if she got the full points. The final exam was scheduled to take place next week, and with it counting as a whole 50% of her...

I’ve been with more men than I’d care to admit. Maybe one was too many. Fuck free love. Love had nothing to do with the games I was forced to play. I said forced but it’s not like anyone put a gun to my head, at first. I said games because like they say, people play games but it’s not like any of us were playing the same one. The step ladder and fluorescent bulbs kept each other company in the dark, dusty corner, awaiting...

The next morning felt awkward. At least at first. I’d spent the night at Violet’s place. She’d even made me breakfast, never mind that it was a bowl of cereal and a banana. And then she’d left for work telling me to lock the door when I left. I could have snooped. I was tempted. It felt wrong, though, so I just showered, dressed, and went home with my thoughts on our conversation the night before. I thought about calling...

Another night in the city. More hours spent over the computer, waiting for the sun to come up. The thought would have thrown me into a deep state of depression if it wasn't for the fact that, this time, I knew he was there too. TechMaster was at work. I knew it because I had "casually" landed over the shift chart and noticed we had the same nights. I arrived and, as usual, I put down my lunch and my coffee thermos, but I...

She stood naked as he kissed her neck. She felt the heat creeping into her face. Her legs spread around his, pinned against the door. “Look at me,” he admonished. “Don’t cum until I say.” She dared not break his gaze. His hand hovered over her mound, his mouth poised to take her own. Every time he exhaled, her own shallow breath became ragged. She begged for release...the heat from his hand inched closer to her dripping c...

Chapter Nine Grace hung up the phone after chatting with Brendan O’Sullivan, who was in Paris trying to help straighten out the mess Andre Boivin had created while balancing (or trying to balance) his wife and his mistress. “How’s it going over there?” Mac asked. “Better. It helps that Andre and his wife have decided to try to make the marriage work since his mistress broke things off with him.” “Oh? I wonder what happene...