Great Britain, late 1500s. Marcus Corvinus stood in the darkness, looking at Castle Corvinus. The magnificent castle sat atop the hill, dominating the valley. He stood there, looking at the world that was once his. Once, he was a prince of the Magnus region of England. He was the son of wealthy lord Alexander Corvinus. He had power and prestige. Now, he f...
In the ECW Arena in Philadelphia, PA, Beulah McGillicutty is heading to locker room area after escaping from the ringside area where Tommy Dreamer and Raven are having another bloody brawl. Beulah goes into Raven's locker room and has a slightly disgusted look on her face when she sees Raven's lackey, Stevie Richards is in the room as well. "What the hell a...
'God DAMN him!' The woman in the red dress was hiding in the shadows on top of a building, and had been for most of the evening. She had received a directive, through her employer, from a man named Albert Wesker, who had used her for a few missions in the past. He had asked her to meet him here at precisely 1:00 AM. He was late...he was always late, but th...
I absolutely love New Kids on the Block. They came to Ottawa this summer and so of course I had to go see them. This story is not about them. It is about their opening act -- Matthew Morrison. I am a big fan of Glee and so was so excited when the sexy brunette walked onto the stage and began to sing. I really can't remember what songs he sang because there w...
The name is Richard Saint-Preux. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and muscular, ruggedly good-looking young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. And I am a lycanthrope. What you people call werewolves. I am a member of the Sanctus Erebus Clan. One of the largest and most numerous Clans among our kind. We're made up of families who are phi...
Ella had been having dreams. naughty, sensuous, wild dreams. she had dreamt about her lover, Mason, dominating her in strange places; in a forest, under a waterfall, on the roof of a moving train. This was all fine, but lately she had begun to fantasize about something else entirely. A world where it was possible to clone people, where it was not illegal to...
Fuckslave2 My heart trips inside my chest, and if I weren't already laying down, I would have sunk weakly, wilting towards the ground. My mind raced along two avenues: on the first, I pondered whether or not he would actually hurt me... on the other, I secretly thrilled at being bound up and used for the wet and aching hole that I was. It wasn't long befor...
Note: Someone read my last story and wrote asking about why I would let Heather (my ex) win games on purpose. Well, I'd say we were usually pretty evenly matched, and usually it wasn't a bit deal, but sometimes if I would get on a winning streak she would be very unpleasant for the rest of the night, sometimes refusing to talk, and would be especially mean....
This is a story I wrote for my former Dom as a task, following a prompt he provided. I hope you enjoy and please feel free to let me know what you think. ***** I feel oddly groggy - what happened? And why I am standing up? The last thing I remember was Sir handing me a cup of coffee. My eyes flutter open to realize I am being held firmly to something, my...
"Uh... oh. What do you have for me today?" I ask with a wicked smirk as I greet him at the door. He is a new dom partner for me, but a good one. We had been communicating online for some time before meeting in real time and we had immediately hit it off chemistry wise. Tall and lean with steel grey eyes and a gentle yet commanding presence. His face can tran...