The sequel to Tattoos of Lust 1 My first day as an instrument of chaos and damnation and already I had unleashed the fires of lust and libido on so many, my body tingled with energy. Energy that had come from those I had led to their own lust and depravity. As I came and felt them cum some part of them seemed to find itself to me and to my dark Masters who...
I felt the ground shake as the enormous demon stepped towards me. Flames shot through crevices with each step. Massive plumes of fire arced into the dark cavern. Intense heat bit into my skin and curled the hairs on my arms. The large creature stood there on its four legs watching me. Peering into my very soul. This gatekeeper was called Cerberus. The keepe...
***Natasha and I have entered the secret halls of the Cult of the Cock; we have been captured by the high priestesses of the cult, twelve shemale goddesses. Meanwhile, Amira is in the Chamber of Pain for having lead us here.*** "Since the beginning of civilisation, we have lived out of sight in these sacred halls. While the world of men was waging war and d...
"Hi," Sam called as he strode confidently into the hall, "Is the teacher here yet?" Donna looked up irritably and tightened the black belt that wrapped around her white martial arts kimono. She flicked her long blonde hair over her shoulder and slipped on a hair elastic, "She is," she snapped. Donna was almost six-foot-tall and weighed seventy-five kilogr...
A little story written for a special someone as a birthday treat and hope you all enjoy as well. I'm not a writer by any stretch so please bear with me and my grammar...or lack of. * The bar I'd chosen for us to meet is fairly quiet when I walk in and order a drink at the bar. I hand over my card to the barmen and open a tab, find out the reserved table an...
Hey people thanks for letting me tell you about the Amazing Mrs. C. I hope you weren't bored. Oh listen, if any of you run into my mom please don't tell her about this. And never tell my best friend! I guess I should have written it down for my grandkids someday. Oh wait, I did! Ok here's chapter 2. My Saturday had gone exceptional well until Mrs. C's phone...
Blood.. it had become my second skin, my mask of deception, my one true calling. Death, war and pain were the only things that ever pulled me back into this godforsaken reality, nothing could settle my unforgiving hands and the urge to bring never ending chaos upon this pitiful place we call earth. For many years I have wondered to many far and wide places b...
Willma, a curvy woman in her 50's with shoulder length reddish gray hair, had been under self-lock down for about a week and a half, due to the Crona-19 virus. Even prior to the state shutting down retail stores, and even before the virus became a pandemic, she had begun to limit her exposure to other people like her friends and her family in order to keep h...
This story is based on people, places and events, mostly from my life. Most of the things in this story, or something very similar, have happened -- or been done -- to me. It's not necessary, but I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, and criticism; it helps me to improve my writing, and e...
I stood looking at myself in the mirror. I was naked, my wife waiting for me in the adjoining bedroom. We had got back from holiday the day before, and were now enjoying some time together on our own while our two young children visited their grandparents. I listened as Annie called to me, answering that I was on my way. We'd already spent the last few hour...