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The Stranger (part 10)
This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 When Emily and Charles finally exited the bedroom, Virgil was there, jovially making the rounds, his loud belly laughs reverberating, the sound of it rising above the music and conversation. It turned Emily’s stomach. There was something just plain off-putting about Virgil and his crass presence, his gold tooth glinting amidst his lecherous smile. He was fairly snake-like in his character…predatory and untrustworthy. Not to mention that he always…
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The Stranger (part 9)
This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Most people felt the story should take at least a minor BDSM turn…so…here you go… “What were you thinking?” she eyed all of the equipment and furniture and implements like someone seeing the world for the first time – awe tinged with confusion and maybe a smattering of distrust. “First of all, do you think you are submissive or dominant?” Emily immediately drew back, brow furrowed, shaking her head, “Oh, I…
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The Stranger (part 8)
This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 There was a large empty cage in one corner of the room, the door open wide. It was bell-shaped like a classic birdcage, and there appeared to be a rope connecting it to the ceiling. Was it meant to be raised? There were various pieces of leather-covered “furniture,” as well as dozens of implements hanging from hooks: belts, paddles, floggers, etc. On one wall, there was even what appeared to be a St.…
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The Stranger (part 6)
This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 There was a warm breeze, and it felt heavenly against Emily’s skin. They stood on the balcony, overlooking the downtown street, buzzing with pedestrians and cars, bicyclists, couples and groups enjoying meals and drinks on busy restaurant patios. The hum of life surrounded them, the lights of the city blinking in reds and greens and yellows. A few stars, strong enough to withstand the glow of the city, twinkled above, and the moon was just past full.…
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The Stranger (part 2)
This is an interactive story. I’ll be writing short bits and then asking for input from readers about where it should go next. Read Part 1 First It took Emily a few days of letting the questions worry in her mind, rolling over like sharp stones in a river until they were smooth and found a place to land on the bottom and stay. There was turmoil still, because part of her, the hopeless and hopeful romantic, was convinced that the notes were for her, and part of her wouldn’t hear of it. And still another was afraid that it was a trap and that she was an idiot for…
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A long time coming
It’s been a long damned time since the Mr. and I have been alone. Like, really alone. Not just locked in a bedroom away from the teenager for a half hour, biting our noises back through gritted teeth and controlling the slap of skin against skin. No spankings or screams or hairpulling for us…for many, many months. But now that the older folks in our family have been vaccinated, we can go back to our usual Fridays, sending the teenager off for some quality time with his grandparents. And, surprise on top of surprise, we found out that our local restaurants had opened, as well. It meant we had a wonderful…
