For the next six months, Dorian trained every day, building up his willpower. During the entirety of the first month he showed absolutely no signs of even possessing the ability to bend space. He did everything Hex said, following her instructions exactly as she guided him through the process of unlocking his power. Each day was spent in a training room in...
*DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction. Any situations or scenarios similar to real life is pure coincidence. All characters are over the age of 18.* -- My hand was wondering into my pants, a small, good sensation started, then suddenly, this stupid, unwanted reaction happened again. My body froze up and my hand sprung out of my pants as my legs sna...
It was a hot, hot summer day. Not a cloud in sight and nothing but a rich blue sky. And the sun. The huge golden sun, beating down on David's back. The sun often looked a lot bigger on days like this. Many farmers and manual laborers would be able to attest to this, but David wasn't farming or working at all. In fact, as his back began to perspire and he fe...
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21st Century Subterranean Slavery Part IX One-eight-six relaxed on her cot, eyes closed thinking about her old man client. "Hey you look too happy this morning." She turned looking at her neighbor One-six-three. You must have had a good night?" "Yes, a short seventy year old homely, nerdy accountant type; I cherished every minute of making love to h...
"A memory is what is left when something happens, and does not completely unhappen." -Edward DeBono 1 "Has anyone seen Vic?" "Nope; not me Mom." "Ne neither." "No? Vanessa, Veronica; neither of you? How about you Vance? Didn't you guys walk home together?" "No Mom. We stopped walking home together." "What? When the Hell did that start?" "Like a cou...
When Erica awoke, there were voices in the other room, at least one of them sounded angry. She sat up in bed, looking around the room, wondering why she wasn't in her usual sleeping shorts and tank. She tried to remember last night, but it was a blur, like she'd had too much wine to drink. There was a wine glass by the bed, though it was mostly full. She sli...
All characters are from the imagination of the author, and all are at least 18 years old. Feedback is always welcome. Enjoy. ***** She was on the bed on her knees. Her forehead was down and her hands were at her sides. Shoulder length blonde hair splayed on the quilt. I stood behind her, looking at her middle-aged, plump ass clad in a purple thong. Her kne...
The letter was one of several pushed through my front door as I left for work, I was running late already, so I picked them up and stuffed them into my bag to be dealt with later. It would be junk-mail or bills anyway, they could be thrown away just as easily later as now. Being late again would mean either dismissal or a 'favour'. Sacking people seemed to m...
Introduction Chloe is a beautiful high school senior with a gift for seducing and dominating others, especially women, and she puts her gift to good use in acquiring her first few submissives. This is Chapter 1 of the Chloe story. Chloe Chloe Sharpe had no trouble at all seducing Mr. Rupert, her 12th grade geometry teacher. She was, after all, a gorgeous...