Chapter Twenty-One Since it was a short walk to Central Park, Grace decided they should head out on foot for their afternoon carriage ride. Donning light jackets and putting the kids in the double stroller, they walked west on 63rd Street towards the park, chatting and enjoying the fresh air. The sun was shining, and the sounds of the city surrounded them. When they crossed 5th Avenue, they walked along the perimeter to G...

I stand against the wall, my fingers tracing the cracks, counting down from ten, my voice a whisper in the dusk. Behind me, my sisters watch, their eyes wide with disbelief, as if I've lost my mind, in this game that knows no grief. "Ten," I start, my voice echoing in the hollow room, "eight, seven," I continue, feeling the weight of gloom. They see me as a specter, lost in an endless play, unknowing that my search for he...

Sleep falls gently from my eyes And with a yawn, I glance at you Already seated beside that dressing table Once more wearing that false, sweet smile. 'How early this time, did you rise?' To sit and pout before that mirror Whilst night and stars still flee to day Even bird songs have yet to hail the dawn. For far too long, I've held my peace So, I furrow my brow and frown at you. You turn then pause and inquire of me, “Wha...

The recessed bulbs cast a comforting yellow glow around me. The heater creaked and groaned, sounding alive as it kept the lava rocks super-hot. I lifted my ass, one cheek at a time. Relieving the pressure of the hot pine bench. Every so often, there would be a hiss of steam, and my skin would sting from the heat. The dry air had a distinct eucalyptus aroma. I took long, slow breaths, letting my head clear as my body relax...

How long is Bryan going to keep me waiting? I feel like I've been in this position for hours. My knees hurt. If I were any braver, I'd join him in his office and ask him to fuck me the way I want to be fucked. Instead, I stay here, bent over the sofa like a fool. When I finally hear footsteps behind me, my heart clenches and my stomach tighten. I know he's going to fuck me in the ass, but at this point, I don't fear it. W...

Erick: I woke feeling a pleasant sensation in my crotch. Opening my eyes, I was only partially aware that my beautiful fifty-five-year-old wife was stroking me. "I was a bad girl tonight!" she exclaimed, as she continued to stroke my cock. "OH," I got out, still half-asleep and not fully aware of the situation. "I went out to the motel. I danced a bit. Then I..." She let the last statement hang in the air. More aware now,...

Natalie waited impatiently for the display on the stick in her hand to show one or two lines. Seth sat with her, holding her hand. These few minutes felt like a lifetime. “You look at it; I can’t,” she said suddenly. Her emotions swirled as she wished for an outcome she knew would be less than ideal. “One line,” he answered. “Not pregnant,” she said, interpreting the results for him. Then she burst into tears. “That’s a g...

Natalie sat next to Seth’s hospital bed and prayed. It was a long, grueling night as she waited for him to wake up. When her fiancé opened his eyes, she felt a massive sense of relief. “My time is supposed to be up before yours, so you need to stick around, pal. You promised this girl a trip down the aisle, remember?” Seth grinned weakly. “Not gonna die yet, Nat. Gotta keep my promise.” Tears escaped her eyes as she gripp...

Yes, sir, I want you to spank me With that hand I know so well It is more than just five fingers It’s the reason I rebel Yes, sir, I want you to clank me In bonds of silver and gold Chained, I’m a precious gift to you Unwrapping me never gets old Yes, sir, I want you to yank me Down on the floor to my knees My gaze lowers at your command I’m eager to do as you please Yes, sir, I want you to flank me Punish me from every s...