Chapter 1 *Now the skies could fall, Not even if my boss should call. The world it seems so very small, "cause nothing even matters, at all " ... * Everything about his profile picture screamed out to me... A single picture of a neck, thick and strong, a jawline raised to the Gods so that only his masculine profile was accentuated. Anonymity remained in...
The party was dull. He had known it would be, and he still wasn't quite sure why he had bothered to rent out the tuxedo, let alone turn up in the first place. It seemed that most of the people he knew had had the same thoughts, but had acted on them, instead of blindly accepting an invite to this plethroic mound of dirge. What was worse, was that everyone el...
*Before... She settles into a rhythm hard, steady, deep, hitting my spot inside as I moan and watch the flasher as it shows high speed pictures and all those words and phrases. Sissy. slut, bimbo, be a girl, be calm, be happy, suck cock, be happy, get fucked ne happy, sissy, slut, bimbo, live for men, live for cock, be happy, be a girl, be calm, be happy,...
I can't remember anything as I begin to wake. I'm nearly upright and bound to something comfortable. My eyes still feel heavy and my brain is swimming laps inside my skull. I can't move my arms or legs and something is in my mouth and I think something may be stuck inside my ass but I'm not sure. My eyes can move and I let them wander as I take in the view....
I was a 63-year-old overweight bald man named Dr. Jake L. Edih, virtually ignored for my looks, which was okay with me. Being a professor at an ivory league university, I have spent the majority of my adult life doing research in biomechanics. My wife and I married after our senior year at Princeton she was the only woman I ever dated or had sex with for 36...
Hello reader. Parts one and two of this story were published here at Literotica under the category of mind control. That category never quite fit the story so I thought I'd try it here in science fiction and fantasy. Following is a brief write up to get you caught up. ********** In part one Kent Orlando, a young man from Ohio, attending Honolulu University...
"Test Number One, beginning!" The voice came out of a small loudspeaker on the wall across from me. I didn't know exactly what was being tested, but I figured it had something to do with the injection they'd given me when I first arrived. My name is Gemma, and I'm just broke enough that getting paid $500 to be a subject in a 'Temporary Human Neuroengineeri...
I I pressed myself hard along his long, cool body and in my head he was superhuman--strong and commanding and insatiable for me. He could walk around like this, holding me like I was a sack of potatoes instead of a 150-pound woman doing everything she can to throw him off balance with her writhing. I willed him to growl in my ear, to tell me everything he wa...
Chapter 27 -- Non-verbal communication disorder The semester was drawing to a close. No one was more aware of that than counselor Dr. Lynn Hartman, because she was bombarded with frantic calls from many of her clients, some of whom were going to fail classes, some of whom were worried about leaving the university for the summer, or for good, and some of who...
Chapter 1. Recovery and Chaos She sat humming a tune. "Dry bones, dry bones..." "Is it a fantasy?" he asked. She answered with a quote from the Cuckoo's Nest, "It may not be real, but it is true." Prologue I was contacted by an alien race of vampires. They used the will of human beings in a connected network to manipulate space and time. The human mind...