All Characters are eighteen. Alex lay face down on his bed. It had been almost half an hour and his ass still felt the faint sting from the spanking he'd received. Soon after receiving the phone call from school telling his parents he'd been suspended, his furious mother had called him downstairs, where he received one hell of a talking-to, which culminated...
I passed through airport security and strolled down the aisle to Gate 35. I had flown many times for business and for pleasure, but this was the first time that my destination was not to a place, but to a person. I'd never met Jason before, but we had corresponded and spoken many times over the past several years. I was wearing the white silk panties he had...
Dame Sara Illou, Knight of the Land, sat astride her steed Snowglide as the mare carefully picked her way up the mountainside. She and Sophie had split up that morning, both agreeing that they would return to the camp that evening if neither of them found anything. Sophie had gone east, and Sara had gone west. Below her she could see the huge waterfall that...
Author's Note: This is a story inspired by Dungeons and Dragons, World of Warcraft, and Elder Scrolls. I'm not a good writer, so forgive my lack of flow or cohesion. There's probably a few grammatical errors as well. This is story about a Ranger named Kalan who captured and used as breeding material Also, the sex doesn't start until far down (The scene whe...
Susan Storm-Richards floated in the Negative Zone, her communicator was totally busted. "Why did I not listen to Reed, I shouldn't have come here alone." She had responded to a signal from Rosetta Stone, a high ranking political figure in Shadow City, one of the many places in the Negative Zone that the Fantastic Four had visited. Now here she was...
"I was thirteen when I got him-my first Piranha. I had to go across the bridge into Washington state to buy him because pet stores in Oregon weren't allowed to sell them. He was sort of a drab little fish but a real eager eater. He, or possibly she, I didn't figure out their sex until later, preferred bits of raw hamburger scattered across the surface of the...
The fires burned out by the time Dayo escaped the bushes. He stared at his camp, his home, reduced to ashes and blood. He walked across the desert sands to what remained of him and his master's tent. He had shared that tent with his master all of his adult life, serving Master Lewak's every need as his only servant. They had travelled leagues together with t...
I shouldn't be out here. Not in the middle of the night. Ok, come on, Liss, you know you're out here camping with the fucking honeymooners. Sounds great, right? No, it's not. It sucks. The only reason I came is because it was one of those things that the whole family and friends could do for the wedding. That's the way my sister is. She wanted to get everyon...
Still warm. Jolen withdraws his palm from the ashes and coals left in a shallow fire pit, sitting on his haunches as he studies the trampled grass and upturned soil; the dying embers indicative of a recent camp. Flattened greenery mark the places where the camp's members lay out under the night sky, three distinctive spots with scraps of food, oil stains and...
The sun was nearly set over the plains of Kenya as I sat down with my evening scotch. The chaise was comfortable, and I closed my eyes to listen carefully to the sounds of the veldt in the purple dusk of early evening. The cough of a lion in the distance, the soft scurry of some small animal as it went about its nightly food gathering, and the chirping of in...