"I Lyeo, Lion of the Bettus, Hispa Vuk, Wolf Gatherer of the children of men, stand before you naked in the light of purity and admit cruelty beyond the measure of the Gods. Fear Me for I bring only bitter tears and terror and in My passing consume the bounty of harvest and womb alike. Your children are My coin, your lands are My larder and all who dare to f...
Dominic raised his head and listened again. He heard the whisper of a scream as he got out of the shower. It tugged at his brain as he got dressed quickly. He went outside and looked in that direction. He smelled Ellen, but he wasn't sure if it was her scream. His ears had been full of water at the time. He caught movement in the corner of his eye. Lord Rous...
Glurthag was a warrior. Under the pale light of the stars, he thought about tomorrow's war party. He needed to hunt a beast and bring back its meat to earn his spot on the party. Otherwise he'd remain with the women and children and other peons. He was no peon. He had found his mark. A wild warg making a bed for itself, digging out a hole. He approached car...
Matt was perfect: the cliché tall, dark, and handsome type, with a winning smile and a great sense of humor. It didn't hurt that his cock was huge. It wasn't long before Ruth let the words "I love you" slip out of her mouth, but to her delight, Matt said he felt the same way. Their romance flourished, and by the time they graduated college, they were plannin...
I look at the clock. Mistress likes to watch the sunrise. Time to make the coffee. Her owner's suite has a mini galley. I'm wearing my ankle length turquoise satin nightie with the sweet ruffle of chiffon around the scooping collar. "Mm." She reaches over and strokes the smooth material from my boobs to my hips. "When you get the coffee started, change to y...
The following story is a work of fiction. Science fiction, to be precise. Any resemblance between characters in the story and any real persons, living, dead or waiting to be born, is purely coincidental. In my little world of the future, there are no unwanted pregnancies or sexually transmitted diseases unless having them would be a convenient plot device...
Author's Notes: Welcome to the fourth installment of my story! Thank you for coming back for more. If you haven't read the previous chapters, I recommend that you do so before continuing. Otherwise, you'll probably be confused, and who wants to be confused? This is a longer chapter. It picks up directly after chapter three, but there are some jumps in the...
I was sitting on the couch, reading, when Rupert and his slave arrived. Marie, having been subject to Kelly's fussing had been washed, and forced into one of her new uniforms as soon as it was dry, and then did whatever she could to stay close to the front door. Despite that, Grace still managed to beat her to the front door when the bell rang. Rupert and...
Justin and Anjie Southwick were born and raised in Pottsville. Pennsylvania. Their families were devout Quakers. Both attended the University of Pennsylvania, Reading, as day students. In fact, they commuted together. Now graduated, married, and settled in their own home in Pottsville, Justin was an assistant manager for the local branch of the Pottsville Na...
Liar's Poker is a bluffing game. If you know how to play, I don't have to tell you how. If you don't, I'm sure you probably know somebody who does know, and they can teach you. Briefly, it involves the serial numbers on U.S. paper bills. They become poker hands and the players try to bluff each other. Usually the winner takes all the bills as a prize. In thi...