Hardcore Romance

My Fiction

SFCityDom (c) 2004-2009

I have been getting complaints that it is hard to find my fiction from all the other entries. So, This is a index of all my fiction. There is an excerpt from from each story. Hopefully this will help.

-Matthew

Take Down

Take Down

SFCityDom © 2008

She walks from the bathroom; showered, teeth brushed, hair combed out into a ponytail, and with that clean girl scent, she is ready for bed. As she walks into the bedroom, he startles her.

“I see you have your wrestlin’ attire on.”

She is wearing a tank top and boy-shorts.

He is leaning back against the footboard of the bed. He is dressed in boots, jeans, and a black t-shirt.

Blindfold Reflections

SFCityDom (c) 2008

A kind of different approach to a story. I would love some feedback.

Thanks,

Matthew

Morning.

He had told her to prepare an essay enumerating her limits and outlining the acts she would like to experience. And now, in the mirror, it is all staring back at her.

If she was going to be with him, she was required to have a smooth pussy and he has made that point very clear. She will not forget that fact anytime soon.

A Killer Dinner Party

SFCityDom (c) 2007

10 people sit around a large dining table in a nice home in San Francisco. They are actually 5 couples. They range in age from late 20’s to mid 40’s and the length of the relationships range from 4 months still in the throws of limerence to 15 years of marriage with children.

It Never Made Any Sense

The following is fiction.

Read it. Comment on it. But, don’t read anything into it.

-Matthew

The Brat - A Breach. A Resolution.

For context you may want to read The Brat first.

-Matthew

SFCItyDom (c) 2007

Having left work early to relax at home, I read the rest of my morning paper on the train. I arrive at the 16th station, and I make my way out of the station and out into the sun light. It is fall in San Francisco, weather-wise, the best time of year. It is warm, with that slight coolness in the air that hints of things to come.

As I begin my walk home, I give her a call. No answer. I wonder where she could be and hope that she is being productive.

The Brat - Student. Is It A Role?

For context you may want to read The Brat first.

-Matthew

SFCityDom © 2007

She wakes and looks at the clock. It is 8:35 a.m. It is Friday, her free day. She rolls over to find a note on the pillow next to her. She reads the note:

Dear Student,

You have an assignment to complete today. You will find it on the entry table. Be at your desk promptly at 6 p.m. Remember that dress codes are strictly enforced in my class. Be dressed in your proper school attire and have your assignment completed. There will be an inspection of both you and your homework.

Firmly,

Head Master

Don't Think! Feel.

SFCityDom © 2007

She is antsy, pensive; she came home with her thoughts reeling, and she cannot sit still. She needs to be taken out of her mind and put in her skin. No romance. No tenderness. No kiss. Just tie her up, beat her, fuck her, use her.

I tell her to strip, and she begins to argue with me.

One Time

SFCityDom © 2007

They decided to meet and spend one night together. They both realize there is no way they could ever have a relationship. They are at two completely different times in their lives. However, they do like each other, and there is curiosity about what it would be like.

He told her to take the bus into the city. He requested that she shave her pussy and that she wear her hair down and to wear boy shorts and a tank top, jeans, and shoes for walking about. She could wear anything else she desired and bring whatever else she felt she needed.

Violation On The Stairs - Revisited

SFCityDom © 2007

This is a rewrite of a story I published last year. I think it reads better.

Let me know what you think.

Matthew

It has been a long day at the end of a long week. As I walk into the loft, she greets me with a kiss on the cheek and asks how my day went. Without a word, I force her to her knees, pull out my cock and shove it in her mouth.