“Hey Dave! How was your break?”
I looked up to see my best friend Ivy. We’ve been friends since the start of the school year. Spring break just ended and I haven’t seen her in over a week. For some reason she looks different.
“Hi Ivy, it was good. I didn’t do...
He flickered his eyes down to his wrist and sighed with impatience. His other hand had been drumming on the table for some time now, disturbing what water was left in his glass with his agitation. She was supposed to have been here twenty minutes ago. His food had grown cold waiting, her salad...
I close my car door and walk up the stair to the front door of my house. I unlock the door with my keys. I walk inside and close the door, taking my boots off slowly unzipping them, then placing them by my other shoes to the left of the door. I had the light on above the stove enough light to...
Tracy dropped her gum into the trash can on the bus as she got off, making the driver smile as he said good bye. She shrugged him off and ignored his wave as she turned her back and went into her house. He carefully took it out of the trash before he closed up the “barn” for the...
Tonight was the night. He had waited about 5 years for her. Observing her whenever he could, getting to know her from far away. Not giving her any sign that one day she’d be his but tonight both of their lives will change forever. Everything was finally ready. He had built a house on a small...
Bill and Anne both heard the sound of Johnny's truck pulling back behind the barn. She wanted to stop fucking right away and get dressed, but Bill knew that putting the truck away meant washing it first, and that was at least 20 minutes. He grinned down at his new wife and scooted up her...
Note 1: I’m not a professional writer. All comment are welcome the bad, good and the ugly
Note 2: If you don’t like humiliation, pain and the Dom/sub master/slave role then exit now and don’t read this story
Note 3: My first story I wrote was how my daughter became my...
One Wednesday after school, my drama teacher, Mr. James, called me into his office.
“Greg,” he said before pausing to phrase his next words carefully. “I have received an accusation that you’ve been bullying someone, and I wanted to talk to you about it.”
My mind...
Alice had been wanting to improve her time on her runs for a while. Her college track coach - Mr. Garren - was more than happy to oblige. She showed up to the indoor track in the late evening. There was no one there but the two of them, some scattered weights, forgotten hurdles, and empty...
Amy sat on the patio with the other wives and girlfriends. It was a warm clean summer night. She leaned back in the mesh patio chair and admired the well manicured yard. She allowed herself to imagine for just a moment a possible, a hopeful, future with her husband in a house like this one. He was...
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