The Night Baker's View
Bradly Leeds climbed the ladder to the police station roof at midnight, same as he did three or four nights a week when the desk was slow…
Hair pulling and hair play stories, from quick reads to long series. Most hair pulling and hair play stories here sit in exhibitionist & voyeur and romance. Reads run 14 to 24 minutes. Writers to know: North Craft, Salt Night and The Sparrow Chapter. Readers usually start with “The Locksmith's Van” and “The Prop Master's Wife”. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Bradly Leeds climbed the ladder to the police station roof at midnight, same as he did three or four nights a week when the desk was slow…
*Hey there.
*This one grew from a weird doodle I did of a house with too much yard and a neighbor who never smiled.
I am forty-four years old, and I have been single for three years, which if you do the math means the last time anybody touched me on…
Evangeline woke up to an arm across her ribs and a ceiling she didn't recognize.
Damian Sanders was twenty-eight and he could not remember the last time Grace had cried in front of him before tonight.
Amelie had watched a lot of people win things.
I am on my back on the cold stone floor of the archive kitchen with my arm up to the elbow in the sink drain when I hear boots in the…
Tom Newsome was twenty-eight and he'd been hauling pallets up to the pulping station long enough to know the drill.
The meeting hall of the Saltside Clock Tower filled up the way it always did before a vote, which was to say slowly and with a lot of…
Nobody tells you the worst part of getting out is the quiet.
My name is Sammie and I'm thirty-eight years old, and I have worked the front desk at the Maplewood Curling Club for eleven years.
The gallery opening was one of those free wine and cheese things my coworker Pat dragged me to because he hated going alone.
Kyle Webb pulls his truck up to the loading dock at four in the afternoon, and the whole island feels like a kettle somebody forgot to…
I turned sixty-four in March and my niece threw me a party at the diner, and somewhere between the cake and the toasts I realized I'd been…
I had the whole morning to myself, which never happens.
I woke up face down in a pillow that didn't smell like mine, under a quilt I didn't own, with one leg hanging off the mattress like I'd…
The elevator on the fifth floor had been broken since Tuesday, which meant everybody else took the stairs, which meant I got to be the…
The tent smelled like pine oil and someone else's vanilla candle, and Delia had long since stopped noticing either.
Alissa was forty-two years old and she had never once gotten lost in her own marriage until they moved to the village.
Hair pulling and hair play stories, from quick reads to long series.
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Most hair pulling and hair play stories take 14 to 24 minutes, and the average is 19. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.