Matthew woke up with a start. He looked around his small room frantically. He let out a sigh and fell back down onto the hotel room bed. It was just another nightmare. His nightmares were always the same: he was walking down a long hallway, walked through the door, and there was a horrendous monster waiting for him. He would panic and run, but the abomination would always be just behind him. As soon as he felt its talons digging into his back, he would scream and wake up. Ever since his girlfriend had left him for another man, the nightmares had been persistent and nightly. He moaned, rolling out of bed and pulling on his clothes. It was 5:35, he might as well get up early. Read more…
Tag: Pet
- Author name:
- Emerald Eyes
- Publish date:
- May 20th, 2013
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It was a short six years ago that the Beautiful Dominant Mistress Marquesa de Sade was doing volunteer service at a Shelter for Battered Women not far from her home in Marina Del Rey, on the west side of Los Angeles. Suddenly a sobbing and obviously beaten and battered young lady crawled into the shelter. The girl was an extremely attractive 23 year-old, literally bursting out with an abundance of natural sexual beauty. She had been married just a little under a year to a very handsome and buff body builder named carlos.
Her name was Victoria Martinique and her husband, as it turned out, was an especially egotistical bastard who had been spoiled rotten by his mother and by other women nearly all his life. he was a bully whose natural selfishness had never been corrected in his childhood and early manhood. But since he had ventured out into the real world some three years earlier, he had become filled up to his ears with frustrations when he found that people no longer kowtowed to his every whim and ambition. During this time he developed a very mean streak of jealously regarding all of his possessions- which, in his mind, included his young wife – that was a classic case of paranoia. Read more…
- Author name:
- Unknown Author
- Publish date:
- May 17th, 2013
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This is the story of a little puppy. He had big, brown eyes, and soft, curly, puppy dog fur. His seemed always to be panting about something or other, and his tail was always wagging with happiness. However, more than anything else, he wanted to become a real dog. And we all know what that means. For a puppy to become a dog, he must be a pet, with a real owner. Read more…