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This story was a fantasy of a friend of mine. He told it to me, with the aid of his even closer friend, Jim Beam, one evening visiting with Jo and me at our home. When this fantasy rooted in his mind, he worked as support staff for the Oklahoma County Sheriff's Department.
A black Deputy Sheriff became an object of wonderment to him. He related his imagined encounter with us over nachos, bourbon, and a melancholy remembrance of his failed marriage. Why he told us of his sexual penchant for humiliation, interracial sex, and his bisexuality, I haven't a clue. Other than that, we wouldn't judge him for it.
Of course, I have embellished the story far beyond his fantasy.
In 1983 a white couple was running drugs from El Paso into Arkansas. The husband gets pulled over by a black deputy sheriff somewhere in Oklahoma. The racist husband just couldn't keep his mouth shut and accept the fine. The first part of multi-part cuckolding Adventure, to posted as series. I have one suggestion if you're not into cuckolding, humiliation, or bisexuality, pass this one by. If this type of story trips your trigger, by all means, read and enjoy.
Carnal Crimes: Part One Back Road Cop
I wrote this a few weeks before Halloween. I didn't get around to publishing it until A week and half back. My bad, it was intended to be a Halloween entry (not for the contest, I'm not that good a writer to compete with the ones that enter contest here). The story started out as one type of story and morphed into another. What I had in mind was nice, sweet one-night stand story. What I ended up with is still a one-night stand story, but not so sweet.
A man, a woman, a wild sexual encounter, where lust, desire, and need collide, what more need I say. But wait, there's something dangerous about Cliff. And Iris has a secret. A sensual encounter between to predators, who will win? There is no rape, no violence, yet, it is an extreme story of a violent nature. Wait, what?
A Kiss Before We Part
My First Time
This is a tale pulled from the journal of Thomas Riley. A bitter man, a woman-hater, a man carrying a deep-rooted hatred of all things feminine. His mother is at the root of his hatred, maybe she didn't breastfeed him, or perhaps she let him suck titties until he was 16 and cut him off without explanation. Then again, I don't know, he might just lie about where that hatred began.
After all, he's a serial killer, well not yet; this is his first attempt at killing anyone. Let us say he is an aspiring killer. It could be his ambitions are larger than his balls.
I present you, My First Time, From the Journal of the Serial Killer Thomas Riley.
I have written a flash story for your enjoyment. A little ditty about a girl and boy who fall in love, get married and raise a family -- NOT. It's actually a story about a man and woman, and a small amount of abuse. We don't know her name, we haven't a clue who he is. A woman wakes in a dark place, to a living nightmare, as chiseled in stone man has his way with her. With a bump on her head, her clothing stripped from her body, she waits. The fear holds her where she is, alone in the dark. She hasn't a clue what comes next.
Nightmare
A new adversary arrives in Spiny Cactus County. He announces his presence and his intentions with a bang.
Christian Blackheart is a flawed hero at best. However, he is, in some ways, equal to Sheriff Thornton Lang. His origins are, somewhat, of a mystery. Blackheart walks a thin line, weaver between good and evil, trying to atone for past sins in a life long ago and far away from the 1980s of Spiny, Arizona. His darker nature tugs him one direction while his better angle pushes the other.
To the outside world, he appears to be a mild mannered, soft spoken Minster of the Church of Liberation. Leading a flock of followers in a green valley in the Arizona mountains, he seeks nothing more than living a peaceful life. Once he dawns the mask of the Scarecrow, he becomes a vigilante, hell bent on the destruction of the seedy criminal element of Spiny County.
Will he be the down fall of Sheriff Thon Lang?
The Sheriff of Spiny Cactus County
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