Wicked Wednesday

The Choice is Yours

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Nina smelled fear in the air. The crisp cold air carried it to her nostrils quickly, and she imagined this had to be what Leslie Nielsen felt in one of those Naked Gun films. A glance down at her rifle confirmed the paint-cartridge was cocked and fully loaded. It was one thing to ride Kevin, but it was quite another to blast the fuck out of him with red paint. Good thing he wore a mask. She glanced around the tree, but couldn't see him. Her ears had picked up movement over the ambient birds, breeze, and babbling brook, but nothing in sight. Her long blonde hair was tucked, uncomfortably, into the blue camouflage helmet. In fact, she was entirely decked out in what was likely the unsexiest outfit ever; loose-fitting blue fatigues. A [Read more...]

Director Jake and the Opportunity of Karine

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Author's note: This is an excerpt from Director Jake in the Dungeon of Crimson, which will be available on Kindle June 17. Sensual overload. I’m not sure how else to describe Crimson Drake’s party. I’ve never experienced anything remotely like it. There were bodies everywhere and, being the reporter that I am I feel the need to mention that none of them were dead. Quite the opposite, in fact. “Karine? Are you okay?” It was Jake asking me and even with his masque his blue eyes showed his concern. I think I jumped on hearing his voice as the scene had taken me almost like the fog of war. My ears were ringing from all the orgasmic moans around me just as they would if a grenade went off beside me. Pulling myself together, I [Read more...]

The Freedom Cage

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The cage moved. It swung forward and back, almost to the beat of the tune wafting in from the overhead speakers. It was four feet from the floor, and the audience gave it a wide radius to avoid injury. The first time this had happened, Kara had been rather concerned. It had swung causing her to lose balance and crash against the side of steel bars. The bruises were odd and, unlike when Jon flogged her, not at all pleasant. She had learned, however. Learned to keep her balance as the cage moved. Learned to dance and keep rhythm even as the scene might spin around her. Tonight the scene was as usual as this place ever got. "I'm going to fuck Emma tonight," Jon had told her. He had zipped up the back of her dress earlier and [Read more...]

Whistling for Tidbits

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Author's note: Marie Rebelle was kind enough to let me pick this week's Wicked Wednesday prompt. This is my third attempt to write this piece as inspired by music...which is something my writing is always inspired by. This week also holds special meaning for me as tomorrow (May 11) marks fifteen years since the passing of Douglas Adams (Towel Day is May 25...tell your friends!). My first attempt was using the music of Level 42, a band who's very name shows how Douglas inspired them. The next attempt used Pink Floyd, a band that inspired Douglas. Both pieces that, with some work, will show up on these pages later. But then I realized, there was only one song I can use for this: Press play... "I liked their porn." "Carson, watch [Read more...]

Dogging and Spanking Approach

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no idea why this is in a public park by Richard Schatzberger

"You have any limits I should be aware of?" Ellen pulled Travis by the hand through the park. "Limits? Well, I don't really want to get caught by the cops or anything." "Yeah, that's not why I do this either. I'm good being caught by others wanting to join in, but not being caught." "No pain and no humiliation." She nodded and glanced up at him. "The humiliation goes hand in hand with getting caught by authority type folks." "Yeah, and...where are we going?" The park was lush with the first spring growth. The asphalt path was black and still wet with the fresh melt of this year's snow. Ahead, two triangular sets of stone slabs allowed the walking path to continue beneath a road overhead. "The bridge," Ellen growled. [Read more...]

The Best Kiss

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Author's note: I really don't write enough humour anymore...I apologize in advance, and though the initial attempt was to take this week's prompt seriously, I failed. They once said that the kiss of Buttercup and Wesley blew away the top kisses of all time. Hogwash! This is vanilla propaganda, at its worst. The best kiss, though. It, of course, happens only once and causes us to spend the rest of our lives attempting to recreate that moment. I invite you, dear reader, to picture a half-full parking lot bathed in sunshine on a frigid day. I in my parka, and her in her cap, we had lunched and moved outside from the pubbish restaurant towards our vehicles. Knowing we each had to return to work, it seemed to be an event [Read more...]

The Age Old Question

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"Does age matter?" Veronique smiled at the mic in front of her. Her brunette curls fell down the back of her deep purple sweatshirt. Her black tights and slippers were not something that would be seen as sexy, but she was able to do this out of uniform. "In a sex club? Only with regards to legal age, after that, no. The club I work for limits it a bit further, though, and you have to be over 25." "You have no limits?" the host asked in a deep voice through Veronique's headphones. First, Veronique shook her head before remembering he couldn't see her. "Not at all. I'm paid to be there and to bring pleasure to all, regardless of whether they are 25 or 75." Clover, the full-grown boxer that shared Veronique's apartment, wandered in [Read more...]

Wouldn’t It Be Good

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Author's note: My Savannah series has used a soundtrack as I wrote each part of the series. Just Prey - Savannah Book One used the tunes of Rush and Darwin's Sword - Savannah Book Two (pre-order available, and released on March 24) used the music of Peter Gabriel. So I've cheated...this week's Wicked Wednesday prompt asked for a random tune. Instead, I offer an excerpt from The Orphan War - Savannah Book Three. As you will soon read, this also worked for this week's Masturbation Monday prompt, as well. The book will be released on October 7, 2016 (my 5th annual 42nd birthday; complete coincidence). With this, I am pleased to share the two acts that are providing the soundtrack to my writing process for this one: Press [Read more...]