We’ve all heard the saying, ‘good and evil exist in every single human being.’ History, culture, and religion have tried to show us what’s good and what’s evil. Robert Louis Stevenson wrote about these struggles in his famous novel, Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Today, Jack and Pam experience the dark side; for one of them, it's the first time. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Like most fifty-five-year-o...

Lovely isn’t it? To be so naive  Walking in denial  Ignoring what is we    Forgetting the promises  To never forget  From reminding me daily  Of all your naughty secrets   Keeping me panting  And wanting much more To only the occasional  Come here, dirty whore    I want to be soaked In a lovers release Covered in whelps  And your seed   Use the flogger On my plump ass Tell me I’m a good girl Your very naughty lass   I’m o...

(Three weeks later, and we find Jim has moved out to a hotel. He and Mel have been seeing each other for three Friday nights, and she stays over but goes back to Alice on Saturday. We catch them as she's leaving on a Saturday morning.) “Jim, I’ll see you in a few days. Okay? Honey?”“Yeah,” I responded to Mel. “Of course, babe. I was just… just missing you already!” I forced a smile and a small laugh.I watched Mel as she w...

I have always found it hard to get into the Christmas Spirit. I could never understand why people would put themselves in debt, for gifts that in a week or two, would be placed in a pile of unused items. Besides, people become all cheerful on Christmas, but as soon as January rolls around, they are back with the same old sour puss attitudes. Just because I do not get into the Christmas Spirit, doesn't mean I am a scrooge....

“Do you trust me?” he questions.“Completely.” she sighs. As he ties the ropes tighter Her body complies. “You want it?” he coaxes. “No, Sir.“ she denies. “You need it.” he tells her. “Yes, Sir.” she replies.“Do you feel that?“he asks her.“Harder!” she cries.As he claims what she offers And drips down her thighs. “My good girl.” he whispers. “My Sir.” she replies. He opened her soul up And she closed her eyes.

“Do you trust me?” he questions.“Completely,” she sighs. As he ties the ropes tighter Her body complies.“You want it?” he coaxes. “No, Sir,“ she denies. “You need it,” he tells her. “Yes, Sir,” she replies. “Do you feel that?“ he asks her.“Harder!” she cries.As he claims what she offers And drips down her thighs. “My good girl,” he whispers. “My, Sir,” she replies. He opened her soul up And she closed her eyes.

This is a happy poem, Because I'd rather be happy than sad, Rather smile than be mad. I prefer the sun to the rain, To bask in pleasure, Rather than drown in pain. Try to steal my joy and you will always fail, My heart is ever strong and always will prevail. You will never see my ruin, Though try you might, you crazy fool. I'd rather be odd, than plain, Misunderstood than mundane. I may not make you comfortable  But I cho...

I woke up to a text from Amber “Morning baby how'd u sleep?” I got up and headed to the bathroom to relieve myself not texting her back. I was standing there doing my business and remembering the awesome night I just woke up from. I got done and headed to my room to get my crap ready for the hard day before me. Grabbing my phone there was another text. I flipped open my phone and saw it was another one from Amber. “Hey se...

I am sopping wet from the rain when you knock on my door. You let me in without a word. You feel a few cool drops splash on you as I pass tantalizingly close, only shooting you a precise, knowing look, for the briefest of seconds. I walk down your hallway, my hips swaying just so, as I unbutton my drenched blouse, without even a glance back. I drop the shirt on the floor and continue walking, my arms crossing, under and u...

Hi everybody. I’ve read many stories of yours, so this is gonna by my contribution here as I’m  about to start a story of my own.  First thing first I wish to introduce myself: Juan, I’m Juan, a shy Spaniard guy  -not too talkative or chatty-  with an athletic body due to so much work out. It all began one day as I was at home; wanted to light a cigarette to relax, but didn’t find any. Since I had just moved to this neigh...