Once inside the house again, Kiryu relieved the slave of her torment, then left her to put the groceries away with instructions to go to his room when she was finished. For the entire time, she was miserable, thinking of all the ways he could choose to discipline her. What implements would he use, and would she be able to work the next day? The girl had to...
*** V *** I look to the skies for signs When her hand is in mine all I see is gold and fire Blazing so much higher than I can lift her I have a gift here This I whisper to her I have a gift here Borne of ancient secrets Her presence was going to be a problem. His pillows smelled of vanilla, ginger... apricots. And he remembered how difficult it h...
Ride by Cary Brothers has been the one song I've played most often while writing this series. The perfect moment appeared and I had to include it, though I didn't use the lyrics. I think of it as Sean and Ana's song—at least for where they've come to so far. Sometimes I imagine Sean's voice sounds similar to Cary's: soulful, passionate and intimate. * * *...
Author's Note: So, an anonymous person gave me feedback and told me that I am giving too much of a good thing in my story because so much is happening back to back. Well lucky for Anon, I thought so too (Before the comment). So for this chapter it's going to slow down considerably especially compared to the chapters before. Any who, enjoy, rate, comment. Yo...
Anastasia stood wearily by the conveyor belt waiting for her luggage to appear. As she was grabbing her last bag she heard a high pitched scream behind her. There is only one person who screams like a banshee, Aunt Natalia. Ana turned around and spotted her aunt looking at her. "Anastasia, is that you?" Nat screamed running towards Ana. She braced herself f...
A special thanks to my volunteer editor BDSMBill. Thank You Sir for Your continued advice and encouragement in my writing. All rights reserved. Anastasia was a person with a self-secluded personality. She did not let many get too close. Those that did get close, she gave her all. The rest got her façade of a personality, at least up until she met Weston....
Ana sighed and stared at the clock impatiently. She twirled her glossy brown hair around a finger absentmindedly as the teacher droned at the whiteboard. Come onnnn....one more period... Ana was your typical A student. Friendly but lacking social skills, she scared most people away from conversation the second she opened her mouth. Adults were the only peopl...
(Author's Note: This is a continuation of "Amy Finally Lives Out Her Fantasies -- Shy Amy uses her strapon on Kyle". Thanx to all who provided such great feedback. Hope you like part two. Warning: this story contains male/female strapon sex, cum eating, and as the category suggests, shemale sex. If those aren't your things, you won't enjoy this story. Love t...
The festival of San Fermín in Pamplona was like nothing Holly had ever seen before. Yesterday, she had stood in an ocean of white shirts and red scarves, crushed by stranger's bodies, jabbed at by their elbows, breathing in their smell of their skin. She had been one of half a million people packed together against the old stone walls, jostling and pushing,...
Joel and I had been friends for years on the various catfight sites, chatting about what would happen if our wives ever had the chance to meet up in person, and about their various matches they have had in the past. It was by a twist of fate that Joy and I were moving to Atlanta, for my job. We had all chatted in the past, but had lost a bit of contact as of...