The bitch shot me. The Doppelgänger pulled me back into the car and drove me to safety where I could feed and heal. I battled conflicting venal regret and perplexing gladness at having left the mesmeric vampire gut-shot -- but alive -- on the side of the road. Never leaving a predator alive behind you is a pretty good universal precept of successful surv...
(First things first: a big thank you to sexnovella, who edited my story at the speed of light. And another thank you to Whispersecret and the essay "How to Make Characters Talk". As a non-native English speaker, this guide was extremely helpful. To the ones who are curious and give a chance to the rookie writer – me –, feel free to comment and rate and, if y...
This story was written for the following prompt: "A tutor can't wait to start their new job at the palace - until they find out that their duties are to teach the princess how to give blowjobs." Contains: a magical sensation-transmitting strap-on. I picked at the edge of my simple blue dress, standing awkwardly in the hallway. I felt very, very out of pl...
At the bar on a crowded early Friday night, Lauren sat across from Julia at a private booth away from all the mingling couples, watching all the other women at their table suspiciously. She leaned back on her left elbow to take in the crowd that Julia assured would be discreet. But that didn't matter really; Lauren was perturbed at her first encounter in wha...
Chapter 1: Just the Right Fit "But if you're thinkin' about my baby, it don't matter if you're black or white." I was washing the dishes and singing along with Michael Jackson when my cell phone rang. Dropping my favorite rainbow mug back into the soapy warm water, I dried my hands on a paper towel and jogged into my living room to turn off my ipod speaker...
I would like to thank my readers for taking the time to read my stories. Please, contact me for your comments and leave feedback. I enjoy hearing from you! QC When Shine and Mercedes arrived at Mojo Mike's, Rush and George were hefting the last amp up the ramp to the stage in the main room. Mike was down at the bar with Fisher getting ready for the lady...
The front-loading washing machines in the dim, dank laundry room lurched and groaned their grievances over decades of neglect. But what could be worse than Val was missing her favorite prime-time soap, Edge of Passion, because she had gone to the gym over the weekend instead of laundering her clothes. Cursing under her breath, Val slurped down chamomile tea...
Robyn threw a spare set of underwear into her small duffel bag, along with a toiletry bag; containing her toothbrush, a small bottle of mouthwash, shampoo & conditioner, and a disposable razor. In a discreet pouch at the bottom of her back she had placed the strap-on they had been using. She fully expected to spend the night with Alice, due to nothing more t...
"I abhor unjustified cruelty but a crime cannot go unpunished as I am sure you will agree. When you were thrashed did your last Mistress use your bottom?" "No Miss. I rebelled before she got that far Miss." "Good, then we will make use of that. You understand what this punishment is for and why it is necessary?" "Yes Miss." "I think 24 strokes will suffi...
West of France, 13th century... The Queen awakened to something soft on her face. The candles had burnt out and it was still dark in the room so she could not think for the moment what it was. Only a faint red glow in the huge stone fireplace indicated the vague shapes in the room high up in the castle of Chinon. Before her eyes could adjust to the dark, th...