I lied on my bed listening to the alarm ring. I don't want to get up. Oh, how I hate Mondays. Knock, Knock, Knock! "Mommy? Are you awake? It's time to get up." I laughed to myself, my kids telling me it's time to get up. "I'm getting up." As I looked in the mirror on my bureau, I saw the reflection of the card you sent me. I turned, picked up the card an...
Chapter 1: Overcloned Streek shambled into mess room of the Star ship and yawned. The strong aroma of coffee hit him and he moved toward the coffee machine. Ben had already made a pot of coffee, which only involved pressing a button on the machine. It was just past nine hundred hours, Standard Galactic Time. While traveling in through space you couldn't te...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy written by Etaski. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this story, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. © Etaski 2012 ****** This story continues my first short introduction to characters in "Full...
Foreword: This is a tale set in a fantasy sword and sorcery universe of my own creation. All characters are original. It's going to be an open ended series of adventures as a counterpoint to Solar Wind. This one is a bit closer to home for me, being born of both real life experience and gaming every other weekend between paydays during my time in the servic...
17th Street, Washington D.C. The Lincoln MKS containing the Secretary of Defense Henry Rylings pulls out onto 17th Street heading south from Pennsylvania Avenue. Mike Grines turns the ignition and begins following the car as it turns onto G Street. He had spent the last few hours waiting for Henry Rylings to leave the White House. He followed the Secretary...
Chirikof Island Gulf of Alaska THE GRASS WAS BEGINNING TO BE blown hard on the island harder as the wind picked up from the north. Tsyr Ker sat quietly in the comfort of her MD530MG helicopter watching as the islands only inhabitants of cattle graze steadily against the winds. Her hand drops to the folder lying in the seat next to her as she stares off in...
Shadows seemed to change, seemed to move with each step. The moon, small and distant upon a velvet sky, shone little light upon the ground. The assassin needed no light to show the path, all that was needed was the candle lit windows that identified the manor. The assignment was simple, the target was easy, just getting in was the hard part. That was what sh...
(based on the Gor fiction of John Norman) The Slavers of the great port of Schendi threw a festival for the whole city, on the occasion of the groundbreaking for their new library cylinder. Even before the Sky was streaked by rosy-fingered Dawn, on the cleared land where the Slaver library would one day stand, a good many stalls were set up to provide free...
1986 -Descending Into Darkness The year began well enough. I became a full partner in the practice. In May, Leah and I went down to the city (Manhattan). A Museum of Sex was opening in midtown. To help launch it, the Guggenheim had a special exhibit of feminine undergarments from medieval times to the present. It was a mind-blowing exhibit. I was most fasci...
In my opinion, there are four basic categories of Mind Control erotic stories. This assumes that we are discussing actual stories of course – as we all know, there are plenty of horribly written little screeds that barely bother to name the poor characters, let alone discuss anything beyond breast and cock size. If, however, the author is attempting to actua...