Jamess Adonis awoke from a restless sleep to a beam of sunlight striking him in the eyes. Squinting, he arose to a cold inn room, and immediately threw several lengths of oak into the wood-burning stove in the corner, stoking last night's fire. Hearing a yawn, he turned to see his friend and compatriot, Pollux Morningstern, slowly awake from his slumber. "...
The girls led Saphirra to the dining room and resumed the more subdued manners of the public areas of the house. They spoke nothing except for brief orders. The blind and gag were removed and she was seated in a chair to which she was hooked. The party decorations were as classy and sensual as Kailyn herself - no balloons and streamers, only fabric draped se...
TV On The Blink It was the middle of summer and the evening air hung moist and dense. Lila had been outside all day, tending to her flowers and gingerly yanking weeds with her roughened bare fingers. As the shadows grew longer, she realized that her fatigue outweighed her desire for the perfect flowerbed. She slowly rose to a stand, cringing from the pai...
Author's Note and Acknowledgements This is an ongoing work, and wouldn't be possible without the pledges, moral support and friendship of these beautiful people: Alonsis Asmund Bell Apothecary29 David A. Orodreth Please bear with me as I get some things sorted out, this month has been especially rough, but I promise you we'll be getting back to...
Chapter 3 - Slaves in a new world The new world was hot, the sky a clear blue and the air dry. Every male had been collared and leashed; some walked on two legs, some on four. Alex was led out still wearing his humbler. Every petmale on the ship had been fitted with one. Alex had grown completely used to the view from all-fours, but part of him longed to st...
Is it possible to miss arguing? As I laid there next to Keith one Sunday morning, the thought rambled aimlessly through my mind. Last year this time we'd reached the point in our relationship where either you decide you like the constant drama of your fiery disagreements or you are so exhausted from them that you are ready to say "to hell with the entire mar...
Practically every morning after a sex session with a ghostly lover, I had slept in until either Jane or Mrs. B came to wake me. For some reason, this morning I awoke quickly and completely. I didn't want to admit it even to myself, but the possibility of being fucked by one of my actual family members was exciting. I completed my morning toilet and, as I cam...
"Move it, boy!" The crop lashed at the backs of his legs and Peter grit his teeth, not allowing the trader to see one shred of pain flicker in his eyes as his skin stung and welted from the blow. He did, however, grunt a small laugh at the command. Boy. Hardly. At his age he'd fought more wars and seen more of the world than any sniffling boy would ever dre...
Rosa insisted he stay the night at her place, and he did. She looked in on Kathy, found her sleeping peacefully, and returned to find Dutch already undressed and climbing into bed. "If you don't mind," she said quietly, "I need to sleep on the left side." "Sure," he said unconcernedly. Rosa felt she needed to explain herself and whispered, "The phone and...
During a wintry afternoon in London, Barry Pryor was browsing amongst the curios in one of Covent Garden's many market stalls when he heard a voice that called to him out of his past. "Hello, Mr Pryor," said the voice. "Remember me?" As Barry turned around, he certainly did recall him. It was Adrian Boulton, one of his former pupils at Rudgate Comprehensiv...