"Miss Johnson, would you please come into my office?" Tracy rolled her eyes, thinking What does he want now? It was fifteen minutes before five-her purse was out, her computer off, and her mind had already left the building. Her friends had a fun night planned-some good food, a few drinks, and of course a great deal of dancing. Mandy even had a 'cool' guy s...
Hello! This story is about a hard, passionate husband -- a trope that has inspired me many lonely nights. There's something about the idea of control and authority that husbands have (had) over their wives that makes me a bit weak in the knees. Be aware: This one is a little longer in the preamble and might get expanded with additional chapters in the future...
The box arrived on a Tuesday morning. It was wrapped in inconspicuous brown paper, and her address was printed with black marker in a grade-schooler-ish handwriting. Had she not recognized the return address, she might have been quick to assume that this was a prank, or perhaps a dangerous delivery - after all, these were troubled times, were they not?! - bu...
The weather here was warmer, humid, compared to the city life I was used to. The unfriendly people, unwelcoming atmosphere, and the air of confusion mixed with emotions of grief, anger, revelation, and greed were nagging at me. After swearing my vow to Mara, offering her strength to avenge the massacre of her family and species, I ask my own question, and re...
Chapter Four: Chlorine kisses and Whiskey Morals ———— It's Sunday, late in the morning when Kate finally comes home, instead of rushing to her room to sleep, she walks straight up to me and gives me a big hug. I've been avoiding her since last week when she grounded me. But today she has me cornered. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here last night." She says,...
Obviously, this is totally unofficial and based on Joss Whedon's Buffyverse. This is in no way an official story; I'm simply borrowing Joss' characters for a while. I hope he won't mind and with any luck I'll return them all in a few instalments time in one piece. I will give most new characters that I introduce a description in the text, but I may also su...
He was awoken by the sound of the door swinging shut, the quiet thud enough to disrupt his gentle slumber. Yawning silently, Will cracked open a bleary eye. Their studio apartment was bright, with sunlight arcing between the half-drawn curtains by the balcony. The morning air was fresh, and he could hear the distant churn of the sea over the hum of their ai...
Chapter 4: The Sex Slave Market's Master Waking up this time was far more painful. The pain in her wrists was far worse than before, mostly because she was upright with her wrists bound above her head and her full weight pulling against them. She was on her knees on a bed, her legs bound apart towards either side of the bed. "Awake? The fogginess will drif...
The car slowed, feeling this, she picked up her head, listening. Feeling the car turn, she heard the unmistakable crunch of gravel beneath the tires. Tilting her head towards Him as if to question, she continued to listen, now alert. Seeing her, He smiled, answering her unspoken questions, “patience, lil one…just a bit longer.” Sighing softly, she settled...
"It's not fair!" "What's not fair?" Bren's head appears upside down as he hangs from his bunk to see what his roommate found so unjust. Shae watches his grey eyes fall to bare dark nipples before drifting across her dark bronze skin to her crotch where her long brown fingers were entwined in her dark curly pubes. "You got to plough Dessa's sweet arse and a...