Author's note: This is my second sci-fi category story. Creating a world with consistent internal logic is difficult. I'm requesting comments of all kinds to help me improve my writing. Thanks! * A woman and her Companion I sit. Bunk is here. Water is here. Toilet is here. The air is only clean, chemical smells. I tried the bars. They do not move. I calle...
The Velvet Fist It had been almost a month since I'd had my cum extracted (WVC Ch.3 – The Physical), and another 2 weeks since I'd last woken up with a wet dream. My balls felt incredibly full, and my cock seemed to be in a constant state of semi-arousal. I wasn't certain how much more of this I could stand. Was it worth it? I kept thinking of my first con...
Naomi and Sarah arrived in town and parked the wagon in front of the general store that also served as the local post office. They climbed down, chatting and laughing as they entered the establishment. A bell over the door tinkled, and the young women sighed, glad to be out of the freezing temperatures. "Hello Mrs. Thatcher," Naomi said, with a friendly nod...
Chapter 08 -- Servant Trish Trish woke up before sunrise the next morning. There was no alarm clock to get her up; but instead there was something worse: roosters. The neighborhood was full of them. Flora and Pierre, it seemed, had one of the loudest and most obnoxious roosters of them all: a bird that delighted in standing right outside the living room win...
Two days after he'd made her perform for the leaders of Baristhan, Jack watched Renei dutifully clear the plates away from his place at the table. He leaned back in his chair to study her. She seemed to have grown more docile, but surely that was an act. The woman had spirit, and he felt like it would take more than a few fuckings—even public ones—to bring h...
=========CHAPTER TWO==THINGS GET STEAMY========== Prague, Kingdom of Bohemia, Austrian Empire October 1853 Antonín Čapek (pronounced Cha-peck) was an engineering apprentice, working under the moderately famous Heinrich Hahnrei, owner and proprietor of Hahnrei's Hydraulics. Heinrich, the fifth son of a minor Austrian noble family, used what little capital...
"Here is an item that might interest you Mr. Russell," Homer Parducci, the short, bald owner of the antique shop said to the man standing before him on the other side of the display case. The shopkeeper reached into the case and withdrew a strange looking necklace. "This is a talisman from Africa. I have hung in on this gold necklace, but let me assure you t...
Right now, all kinds of wonderful things are happening in our parlor. My name is Samuel Xavier, and I'll be your host for the sensual debaucheries of this evening. Who am I? Just a big and tall Black man of Haitian descent in my late twenties who gets off on all things of a sexual nature. Tonight, I have a special show for you. It's called playing with taboo...
Tristan entered the library at just before one p.m. on Saturday, with Maggie in tow and balanced comfortably on one hip. Having arrived for the Books and Babies program, they approached the area where everyone sat. Congregated around a colorful circular rug, the attendees were a mixture of parents and their children, who ranged from newborn to toddler age....
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. Th...