Dedicated to Judi Ann. This series was written at her request. This is a 6 part series. If you have not read the preceding stories, please do so first to know the background. * When she awakes, she is aware of pain. She has no idea how long she has been out, but the bark is digging sharply into her skin. She tries to pull away from the tree and survey her...
The next morning... I slowly wake up, I reach for her, but she isn't there. I look at the clock, and it's 11 AM. I sit up and see a note with some items next to it *Morning Princess, Remember what I said last night. Here are the items you need for the weekend. I'll be waiting for you puppy. Love your impatient Mommy* There is a butt plug tail. It's a flu...
Without question, if my parents were to ever see me voluntarily in such a painful and compromising situation, they would first kill my Master, then kill me. Despite the eleven inches of snow covering the mountainside, i wore only my black thigh-high laced-up boots and my collar. The moon was full and very bright on the absolutely-clear night, reflecting ni...
It had been nearly a year since they had been together, knowing each other for much longer. From the outside looking in you couldn't really tell if they were dating or just great friends, but one thing was for certain, they had some sort of energy that just made them gravitate towards each other. They were two very different people, but somehow fit together...
As they ran for awhile, Rowan wondered out loud, as much to himself as to Gwenda. "Do we need to leave a more obvious trail of our passage? I've heard that they are keen trackers, but I know nothing of them from any personal experience." The girl laughed and replied, "Their tracking skills are more than adequate to follow us here in this soft river mud, nea...
After doing countless (I lost count) edits of my upcoming novel, I decided to apply what I learned to make my old stories easier to read. This is the first. * Cassie came into our lives a little under twelve years ago, a refugee from the SPCA. She was docile and loving. In the beginning she didn't bark. She was afraid, though we didn't know it. Approach h...
I was tired, exhausted really, when you called wanting me to come over. I work two jobs and Friday nights are the busiest but you just couldn't wait. Your voice rough over the phone as you begged, pleaded me to come over "Just to cuddle" is what you kept saying but what I heard was the truth, what I heard was "I need to fuck you so bad right now.." Your voic...
"Click Clack, Click Clack," my shoes sounded as I headed toward the door. "Butch," I heard my captor yell. I stepped out onto the brick porch when the dog startled me; shooting out the door and waited for me just beyond the porch...interesting! He waged his tail in delight, barked, and took off across the front yard and came back with a Frisbee. "Hey Bu...
It's all in the way I look at things It's all in the way I look at things; my personal perception of what is appropriate and what is not is what gets me in trouble. Depending on the situation, on the circumstance, and on who I am addressing or, for that matter, who is addressing me, I humbly discovered that sometimes, some things do not always have the same...
"I don't care, Admiral, I love him!" The whole crowd, humans and Forestivians alike became quite. The only sound was the beating of her heart and the ratcheting breath of Russell. She loved him. All this time he had wanted her, and she loved him. Before he knew what he was doing, he felt his arms encircle her lovely trunk. He planted a deep, soul-shatterin...