Authoress's notes: In the first Jedi Submissive story Daala became Regent of the Hapes Consortium, and put tracking collars and chastity belts on the Queen and her sexy twin cousins. She also left Mirta Gev, the granddaughter of Boba Fett as the Queen's bodyguard, and to keep an eye on the Queen. Well, here is a short story showing how all that turned out J...
The gamine young woman stood at the taffrail of the westbound brigantine, her long blond hair flowing behind her in the breeze, as she stared into the sun rising over the Atlantic. As she watched she was able to make out the shape of a rapidly approaching ship emerging from the orange orb of the rising sun on the horizon. The crew of the brigantine had also...
Now what was I going to do? I was playing the last half an hour over and over in my head. It didn't seem real to me. Not once had I even got close to doing something like that, and then it just happened out of nowhere. It was like using cheat codes to skip to the last level of a game. Had I heard her right? There was more of this later? Well, not exactly. Th...
Author's Note: This story involves MF sex with elements of Non-Consent/Reluctance and is loosely based on the myth of the Trojan War. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------- It was long days on the ships, although the wind blew hard and fast. The Greek armies spent every day looking straight ahead over open seas... many heroes were among them. T...
This is my first story that I am publishing here. After extensive editing due to spelling errors. Here is the finished product. All feedback and comments are welcome. Please don't be too hard. :) After a long day of working at the Law Office of Jackson and Sampson, Vincent Davis was glad to finally be off of work and away from his colleagues, he loved his j...
The young man felt odd, excited and afraid at the same time. But his teacher, even his mentor had advised him that if he was to get any better he'ld have to do this. He'd been praised at the academy for his portraits, the way his paintings seemingly captured the very essence of the people he painted. His style was yet somewhat traditional, something that his...
I like touring. Truly. Seeing new places, getting wasted with people I don't know, fucking groupies, it's brilliant. The thing is, I never realized before how much bloody work goes into making a tour happen. That's what bands have managers and such for, right? I know now. Christ. I shall refrain from banging on about the months between Colin's moment of ge...
This is the first story I've written that I've let other people read. It is inspired by a couple of stories on this sight, and the artwork of someone named Dmitry. Enjoy, and feel free to leave feedback. Thank you. In a distant part of the galaxy, tens of thousands of light years away, there was a planet that, despite all earthly physics based thinking, c...
NOTE: While the stories in this series are not necessarily chronological, it may help the reader to at least look at Chapter 1 to learn a little more about Thomas Jackson Patrick "Bull" ***** Chapter 2 - Shannon TJ had been in this little community in the Appalachian Mountains for a couple of months. He had been working with some of his old "operator" bud...
I could scarcely believe my eyes when she walked in the door. I had been expecting her; of course, she always came in about the same time of day. I'll even admit to waiting expectantly for her. She is a pretty young lady, the kind that you just like to look at. She has a pretty face, with long golden tresses of hair tumbling over her shoulders and down her b...