I had been meaning to paint the outside of the house for ages, I felt a sense of achievement as I finished each section, not having the worry of writing my book, trying to think of characters, plots and tying it all in to make some sense, I felt a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders, my mind relieved of the preoccupation of it all. I looked at my...
I'm trying to write fiction that combines somewhat rounded, believable characters while still retaining a high ratio of smut per paragraph :) I would be grateful for constructive feedback and criticism. If you like it I'll post Chapter 2. Trigger warning: raceplay (Caucasian woman on Asian man). They say that in successful relationship each party takes on...
Part 1: Annie woke up with a headache. She definitely drank too much last night—and in fact, she didn't remember getting into bed. She opened her eyes and groaned at the light coming from the uncovered window and rolled to her stomach. It must be mid-morning, Annie thought, for the sun to be so bright already. Thankfully it was Saturday, and she had the we...
Chapter 2 – The Response You've been a bad girl, and guess what happens to bad girls? They get punished... That's right... quiver, you'll do more then that once i'm through with you. I push you down on your bed, you fight me, try and resist me. But i'm no match for you, I pin you with a steely gaze as I rip your blouse open then tear your bra off. Ignorin...
I went on omegle and this is a chat I had. This is all true, but I have edited it to get rid of spelling errors. We are both over 18 and were consenting. After this conversation I asked if she was okay with me posting this and she agreed. I hope you enjoy it. You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say STAND WITH HONG KONG AGAINST THE CCP! You both lik...
I want to thank all those who sent private and public comments about chapter 1. This was going to be a fairly straight forward story, but I loved some of the suggested directions for the story and changed course. The next chapters will be the culmination of your ideas and I hope you enjoy the results. As always, the characters in this story are purely ficti...
When I looked in the mirror at my naked body I was surprised at how scratched and red my nipples were. No wonder they were sore. Turning around I saw big bruises across my ass that I was going to have to explain if my husband saw them. Lying to my husband wasn't something that I was looking forward to. However, I was definitely not prepared to tell him tha...
Slave is shared For the past few days Jillian looked after Mrs Watson, and the woman's training was coming along better than expected. The older woman became used to crawling, and no longer made the mistake of speaking, because pet's don't talk. She whined for attention, like a puppy, and yipped to indicate what was needed. She'd been fed and taken outsid...
Irina leant back in her seat and knew that she could never really describe the incredible pleasure of travelling by private jet. The sheer unadulterated luxury never failed to sooth her. As she gazed out of the window she thought of about her life. The reason for the jet was simple; she was Sergei Frunze's girlfriend. The upside of this was obvious; Sergei w...
Preface = = = = = = = = = = The conversation between Betty and Virginia in her car while they're out shopping was inspired by an recent exchange I had with one of the folks I swap email with. Thanks for the idea CC. ***** Sunday, March 25, 2012, Morning games, part one = = = = = = = = = = Friday and Saturday were pretty much normal for us, except that...