In the stories, tales, and legends we grew up with over the years we always see good triumphing over evil, the hero (or in this case the heroine) defeating the villain, and living happily ever after (or at the very least, moving on to the next adventure as a better version of herself). However, there is the occasion, or more accurately a possibility, that th...
The company you worked with for several years had another round of layoffs. You lost your job three months ago and couldn't find work. The only jobs you could find were low paying, low skill jobs, that you consider yourself overqualified for. Your wife, Heather, still works and is now the breadwinner in the home. You stay home and keep the house clean, the...
This October I and many others will engage in a challenge; every day for the duration of the entire month each of us will release a single story ( or picture ) that can be about absolutely anything but has to incorporate one word or both from the prompt of the corresponding day ( list below ). Although the stories themselves will be published on October, on...
I'd gone to Paddles, a bondage club in New York City, originally for no other reason then to try and remove the dreams I'd been having as of late. I'm not sure exactly what started the dreams but some erotic literature I had received at my apartment had definitely brought them to the forefront of my mind. The dream was a recurring one and, nightly, at least...
Disclaimer: All living and artificial characters, places and companies are figment of the author's imagination. Unfortunately you cannot order a doll from 'Fooka Fikka Pichka' Inc. Note the tongue? It is firmly planted in cheek. ©2010 Wolffwerks "Please fuck the shoe slut Sir or Ma'am! I am Dr. Bane's Pichka and I would love to take you to the Night of t...
And so marched onward the hunters of Blackmere... It is 1897, the twenty-seventh of May. My name is Brialla Wren, and I am the newest member of the Blackmere Society, a hidden cadre of hunters consisting of creatures that would be feared, would be dreaded, were there not a far greater evil lurking beneath us. I am awoken to the sound of clamouring beneat...
Author's Note: This story is the book I currently consider my masterwork. It has been under construction for a handful of years and is the strongest representation of my truest style: Gothic, historical, chock-full of allusions, and deeply, deeply Feminist. If you've been following my other current work in progress here at Literotica, you will see some simi...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, Case of the Black Badge series. A Case of Revenge, Ch....
The Asylum, a large Gothic manor that over looks the sea somewhere in England. The building is older then records, no one is sure when the Asylum was built, or who founded it, they just know it was always here. It is a place for the insane, the depraved, perverted and the unwanted. Not all who are **** to come here are insane, but one thing is certain... The...
Disclaimer: Completely fictional, with no intention to portray anything in the real world. Includes Futa/Androgyny. It will probably be a long story, so if you're into that, enjoy! If you have any comments feel free to massege me and feel free to add to the story. If it fits the world build, it will be added; granted it doesn't have too many spelling mistake...