The moment I step from the cab, it isn’t just my attire that attracts attention. I ooze sexual energy in the Wiccan-style huntress dress, with Grandmother's sixteen-carat garnet pinned close to my heart. As I strut to the curb and along the sidewalk, wives glare, sensing their mate’s lust for me. I’m the bitch; they’re the unneutered dogs, outlines of their erections visible in some of the pants I pass. But I’m no longer...

I find myself bound to you again. Five-leaved ivy vines circle my wrists and thighs, for I am Persephone in reverse, abdicating the lengthened light while pursuing your longer shadow. "Is this not what you wanted?" Your voice, low and mocking as you lead me to my new abode: a cave, temperate-cool, awash in silence clinging and cruel. Time is suspended in this gloaming. With a turn of your wrist, you channel me through cen...

July 3rd, continued At that moment, there was no way I would say no to her, to this, to anything this night had in store for me. I kissed her deeply, sharing her still-warm juices with my lips. "I can't be any more ready." She got out of bed and turned off the already dim blue lights. The room was almost completely pitch black, aside from a single candle left burning in the foyer lighting the entryway. I watched her perfe...

The caretaker unlocked the old ornate iron gate as I'd requested.   I thought this place was genuinely creepy, but then you see all sorts of strange places when you're a location scout for reality TV shows.  I take a photograph of the large front entrance door standing partially open.  The door moves smoothly on its hinges, but spider webs and dust indicate it's been a while since anyone's used it.   There's scattered, br...

Smooth skin, softly lit by moonlight. A tragedy would be to close the curtains, to block out that gentle blanket of rays. Face smooth of day's worries,  eyes closed, that burning intensity cooled.    My body slips up against yours,  my aim to be to hold, not to waken.  Holding breath until I am certain,  sleep has you firmly in her grasp. Yet, I am jealous of her allure.   My skin no longer smooth, stretched by new life. ...

Isabella ventured into the woods until she found a clearing. Standing in the gleaming sun, the red-haired sorceress conjured a cool fog as a mystical globe levitated between her palms. While the mist dampened the skirts of her velvet green gown, it also shielded her hands from the intense temperature of the ball. She laughed to herself, knowing that if anyone should happen upon this scene, they would immediately assume it...

I can see nothing through the blindfold, but my other senses are raging. My bare skin detects someone approaching. My body responds in anticipation; nipples harden and the juices flow. I can’t move.  Spreadeagled, my wrists and ankles shackled. A burning sensation on my breasts and stomach make me cry out.  Pain?  Pleasure? It had to be dripping candlewax as now I feel the ice.  The melting antidote hardens my nipples fur...

Middle of the night. I awake. Pitch-darkness. She's snoring. I caress her belly. She stirs. I cup her breast. Her angelic chuckle. She whispers she wants me. Pulls my arm. My body follows. I slide in. She's so wet. Always is. One part of her I love. She begs me to come inside her. I release. She follows. Always does. I roll off her. Look at her. Can't see her. Still pitch-darkness. I know she's looking back. I cup her fac...

She was totally intrigued by him when she checked him into the hotel. He was physically smooth, unlike most of the guys she had dated who seemed to become awkward teenagers in her presence. He moved powerfully, but so smooth that got your attention. His voice was deep and low, with a sensual roughness that ran down her spine. He wasn't loud or brash in some effort to gain her attention. His voice had undertones that spoke...

Abigail stood naked in the waist deep pool of warm water. The 19-year-old blonde watched as her jeans, T-shirt, underwear, shoes, and all the personal possessions she had had on her were put into a black drawstring trashbag and taken out of the stone chamber by a figure in a dark hooded robe. Three women, dressed only in swimsuits, attended to her; two vigorously scrubbed her with sponges and bars of floral-scented soap,...