In a future not too far flung, humanity has progressed to a stage where almost all production and provision of society’s needs is automated. With no need to work, all citizens are instead driven to find lifestyles that fulfil their own and each other’s fundamental desires. This is achieved by the medium of an overruling system of artificial intelligences and...
Coming back to the office on a Wednesday, when her plan had been not to return until Monday, was not too unusual. When things went critical it was understood that it didn't matter where you were or what you were doing, you got yourself into the office, it was why the job was so well paid, and the bonuses were so good. Andy her deputy was right, this was a bi...
sub - Hello Mistress Holly MH - Good evening slut MH - Are you ready to begin MH - For the duration of our chat you are to all intents and purposes submissive to me MH - You will obey every instruction I give you, unless you feel it will cause you permanent harm MH - Do you understand what I expect from you sub - Yes Mistress sub - I understand perfec...
Author's comment: This is the long-delayed third chapter in the story of Amber and Sam. Forgive the delay; life happens. And if you haven't already read the first two installments, go back and visit them before tackling this. Thank you for the comments and support. * Amber caught her breath, lifting her face from Sam's now-damp shirt. She looked into his e...
Author's note -- This is a work of pure fiction. There is no connection to any real people or places. Any resemblance to real life people, events, or someone else's writings is coincidental. It is for entertainment only and is not to be reproduced without written consent. **************************** My name is Egan (25), and my great, great, great grand...
Hey there, my dear, wonderful readers! This is a casual, rambling author's note for you. Don't expect super formal language in this one, okay? Just some fun chit chat to reply to all your feedback so far in one place. (And boy howdy, I do mean rambling! Gotta get this thing to at least 750 words, apparently! Ok, well... several edits and a bonus contest fo...
PART 17: THE NIGHTMARE OF VEGAS WAS NOT OVER It had not been even 15 minutes when I heard the door to the suite open. I was expecting to hear lots of voices, but that was not the case. Seconds later, the light flipped on and Karen stood there with a devious smile. "The night is nowhere near finished slut," she said and immediately she ordered both of us t...
Cynara ran down the stairs, happily greeting the astounded Wesley with a friendly hug. "Um, do I know you?" he asked, staring down at the girl who was dressed in the old fashioned garb of her companions, but who didn't seem to be playing the part of a regency lady. "I guess I have a lot of explaining to do," she said, still flashing her pretty smile. Tur...
The open field had been transformed in the last few weeks. Standing on the stage, looking out over the field, Ian was caught up, as he always was, in the deep history of the place and this event. For as far as the eye could see in the gathering blackness were the canvas tents, aligned in circles emanating out from the great bonfire at the festival grounds c...
Oct 28,1985 11:45am Washington DC (Mulder and Scully's office) Mulder and Scully sitting at Mulder's desk Mulder is sitting there quietly. Mulder are you all right? No reply. Mulder. Did you say something Scully? Yes, I asked if you were all right. Fine, why do you ask? Because you got here at 8:30 this morning and all you've said is hello Since y...