Pissed Off Boss

Rick knew that his boss was going to be pissed. He had promised her that the report would be on her desk the first thing in the morning, but there had been no way that he could have known that the train would break down. He was almost an hour late as he briskly made his way to her office. He didn’t stop to remove his coat and leave it in his office because he didn’t have the time.

Rick knew that he was in trouble as he came around the corner near her office. Ms. Pittman was speaking

Doing Bella

After sneaking up the stairs, Bob’s heartbeat surged. It was 2am. In spite of his adrenaline rush, Bob crept down the hall like a thief in the night. The house was quiet. Although Bob knew the women were sleeping soundly in their beds, he was prepared to retreat if he heard an errant sound.

Even though he could wait until another night, he doubted his wife would interrupt his scheme because she was out cold in their bedroom at the end of hall.

An evening of alcohol and a couple of

Running into a Storm

An icy wind stung Amy’s cheeks as she ran down a tree lined avenue under an overcast November sky. Her breath puffed rhythmically in front of her as her feet pounded the pavement.

Only another three miles to go, she thought, rather morosely, to herself. Today was one of those days she just wanted to sit on the couch, snuggled in a blanket with a cup of hot chocolate, not freezing her ass off training for a half marathon.

As Amy neared the end of the street she felt the first whisper of

Tough Love

How dare he utter those words to her…those three magical words that every girl dreams about hearing from a man. No…not him! How could he just throw them at her as if she were some sort of charity?

She turned her back to him, closed her eyes, and inhaled sharply. She tried with all her might to remain calm and figure out why she was so angry at him. She looked down at her hands and noticed that her knuckles had turned pale from gripping onto the metal railing of the balcony;

it was

Jogged Into Submission

They saw her running hard down the side of the road, passing her on their way back from their last delivery. On nice days like today, they liked to finish off their deliveries early, giving them more time to hunt for a victim. They looked at one another, and without saying a word knew exactly what to do.

They slowly circled the up-scale neighborhood, watching their prey running hard along the curb and down the streets that passed by homes worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. They would pass

Watching Sarah

I thought I was the luckiest guy in the world. I wasn’t the smartest or most athletic, I wasn’t even the coolest, but I had the hottest girl in school. I guess she thought I was sensitive or something. I had known Sarah for a few years and I watched her date a bunch of assholes that only wanted to get into her pants. None of them did. All the while, I was biding my time, becoming her friend. I never believed that friendship could jinx a romance.

We had talked about the chance of

Traci’s Day at the Races

It was going to be a very hot day at the races. Temperatures were predicted for the 90s and Traci’s family had seats in the uncovered grandstands. Knowing that infield parking would be full when they arrived, Traci’s father decided to pull into one of the many houses surrounding the track that offered cheap parking in the yard. A muscular man in his early 30s told him to pull around behind the house. The car followed the driveway until a second, younger man directed Traci’s

Evelyn’s Life Changes Again

Evelyn lay in bed that Saturday morning recalling her humiliating meeting with Derek and Chelsea, standing on the sidewalk covered only in an open cape. When Derek and Chelsea strolled around the corner she knew that her secret life would soon be shared with all her friends. Her Master for the evening had no problem showing them all of Evelyn’s shameful secrets, her pierced nipples and ears, her pierced and chained open labia and the “Slut Slave” tattoos on her inner thighs.

Enforcement

Broken down on a deserted street late at night was not a situation which Danni pictured being in before leaving the club. Her situation wouldn’t have been so bad, except her cell phone is dead and she was dressed rather provocatively, having just come from the nightclub. She’d gone to dance and drink and have a good time and to her dismay she was on her way home- alone- when her car broke down. Danni knew she had to get to a phone, but there were nothing but strip malls and