The Whore House

Carla slowly approached the intimidating building located on East Street. She sighed and looked up at it. It was now or never.

She started to ascend the steps, cautiously, as though afraid of what might await her. She reached the top of the

The Dungeon

The Dungeon

The moon rose over the horizon and lit up the isolated adobe ranch house just as she finished the dinner he had served her in bed. The moonlight entered the window and beautifully accented the glow from the candles that alre

THE MISTRESS

poetry mistress

my mistress my master
I plea for her forgiveness
but she only beats my bare ass faster
telling me I am pathetic and weak
and its my complete
ultimate humiliation she shall seek
still laying over her beautifu

Abby

Abby banged her shin painfully on a chair in her haste to escape the
conference room. She looked around to see if anyone had noticed. No-one
seemed to have, so she fled the room gratefully. It was altogether too hot
and stuffy in there, and the