Chapter 3: Second Skin The crystal globe sang with reverberations as it rattled, the spotlight glinting off its surface in the darkness. Strong yet diminutive fists collided unrelentingly with the globe's interior wall with force enough to crumble mountains, but found pure diamentium giving no quarter. Perspiration began condensing on the taut sinuous muscl...
Chapter 4: Violet Uprising Cold steel smacked the beautiful young heroine in the face as she bounced headfirst off the wall of her holding cell. Depleted, she slid down to her knees to be enveloped by the shadow of her attacker, standing proudly hands on hips in the light of the open doorway. "We've been at this for two weeks now and you've not managed to...
Layla was a licensed car mechanic, who operated out of a large garage near to the edge of Omen City. She wasn't affiliated with any company, and she was the only worker, but she got by from a combination of her constant hard work and the loyalty of the local civilians. Most of the people near to her shop were happy to have her do all of their repairs, upkeep...
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Chapter 5: The Scarlet Woman Cold aching muscles groaned as they slowly returned to life, while a slender hand reached up to rub the sleep out of beautiful green eyes. Shivering, the young woman pushed herself up from the chilly steel floor and rubbed her arms to encourage circulation. Her eyes closed, Butterscotch Fox breathed deeply and steadily as she co...
The gangs of the inner city are relentless in chasing down beautiful women for their harems, they seem to believe that women are objects that should be collected, owned, and used for their pleasure alone. They chase down and capture every good looking woman they can find in the inner city, age does not seem to matter too much, anyone from fourteen to 40 is a...
Alexa "Lexi" Carmichael was enjoying her evening out, at a costume party to promote the new computer game her company was about to release. But she felt she was being watched. It didn't make her anxious but strangely she found it arousing. Lexi scanned the room trying to find who was watching her, no-one looked to be paying her any more attention than a 5'6"...
It was just after four o'clock and sexy blonde Rebecca, otherwise known as Amanda's mom, was leaving her third shoe store when her cell phone rang. It was a number she didn't recognize, so she answered with a certain amount of trepidation. "Yes?" "Hi Mom." "Oh, hi honey. Where are you calling from?" "Um...downtown." "Downtown? I thought you were riding...
Story by LesLes. Concept by Solddate. Art by Oo_Sebastian_oO Five Years After Syndrome's Attack "Honestly, sweetie, if there's ever a type of villain you don't want to go solo against, it's a mind controller." The villainess Mezmerella leaned against the top of a classic ball chair as she spoke. The smooth white plastic of the chair was a half-sphe...
The name is Amanda Haguel and I am a young biracial woman living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I am the heroine of this tawdry little tale. A five-foot-nine, lean and athletic, caramel-skinned and curly-haired gal with curves in all the right places. The daughter of an African-American father and a Caucasian mother. Born and raised in Bean Town, USA....