Disclaimer: Welcome to my world! As always, here comes the disclaimer. You just can't live without those, can you? My stories are almost always fantasy based, (vampires and werewolves and angels, Oh my!) and this one is no different. This story holds strong BDSM themes as well as Slavery, polyamoury and romance. Mind you, my depiction of Slavery is *not* rea...
“What the hell is going on here?” Dillon’s voice cut through the stillness of the room, distracting Ash and giving Jamie the advantage he needed. Jamie raised his knee and planted it right where Ash least wanted to be hit. He clutched his nuts, and down he went. Dillon crossed the room in an instant and hauled Ash to his feet. He had his fist cocked and rea...
Hello friends. This is the last part of a three part story. The story: Dane identifies as straight, but has dissociative identity disorder, with his alter, Edan, forcing him into servicing men for its amusement. In this episode, Dane is being paid two thousand pounds to act as a sex slave for Malcolm and his friends for the night. Malcolm has just had Dane...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. * "Did you say you're falling in love with me?" He looked like a deer caught in headlights when I asked him that question. Finally, after a few seconds that felt like hours, he managed to stammer out, "Ye ye yeah. I I I didn't mean it, just forget I said anything. Love? It's way too ea...
PART 2 This is the first chapter to the second part of the story and it takes place four years after chapter 5. ------------------------ "And the winner for best album of the year is ... it can only be .... U-N-I" the presenter of the award loudly announced. We all smiled at each other at bit amazed to have won this award, considering the competition. Bu...
Tuesday morning I went straight to the wheel to get it ready to open. Frank was already there. I stopped some distance away to screw up my courage. He had a hell of a shiner and his nose was still swollen like nothing I'd ever seen. I took a deep breath and slowly proceeded in his direction. When he saw me he stopped what he was doing. He looked down and s...
The dimly lit room showed every sign of transition toward desertion. The closet door was open, the closet empty, other than two sad-looking wire hangers. Two drawers of the bureau were pulled out. Both were empty. Clothes once tucked away in these recesses were strewn on the two chairs in the room and hanging on hangers from the top of the closet drawer. One...
N.Y.C. 1971. .......... Chapter One: Stranded in the Big Apple. Everything had gone so well up to the point when I took out my wallet to get my bus ticket. It was a small grey stub that was going to get me on the bus for my return home to Plattsburgh, New York, and when I didn't find it right away, I didn't panic but merely stepped out of the line to allo...
I want to thank Loves2Readorg for editing this story and for her attention to detail. * My first gay relationship started out as a close friendship. I guess that is normally how such relationships begin considering that gay relationships are difficult to enter into. Particularly when one man is gay and the other is not or isn't sure. Add to that the fact t...
Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction but has some basis in reality. © The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Chapter 1. The ship rolled...