The sudden cold snap at the beginning of March caught everyone on the hop, even though the Met Office had been forecasting snow for a week and were very specific in the detail of their forecast just the night before the snow came. So I woke that morning to about two inches of very icy snow sitting on top of half an inch of solid ice from earlier rain falli...
It was 1pm on a Friday afternoon. The whole school was waiting in anticipation of the long weekend. There was just one period left. Everyone filed into the classroom and took their seats. Mr. K stood at the front of the class waiting for everyone to get settled. Of course Mr. K noticed the girls, this was a senior class in a catholic school. Barely legal ch...
Part 1 — The Sting of The Lash Carla knocked and entered. She saw her friend Brandy sitting on the couch, dressed in her terrycloth bathrobe. "Hi," she said brightly, putting her magazine down. Brandy waved her to a seat. "Hi, yourself," she replied as she sat. "Am I interrupting something? It's two in the afternoon and you're still in your housecoat...
Sarah knew at the very moment when he placed his hand on her shoulder, her life was over and her mind went blank. She let him guide her back to the soft, plush chair, because she had no more strength to give. She was so close to her freedom. She damned herself for getting cocky and hanging around this demon too long. She tucks her knees up to her chin, wrapp...
All my life...all I've known was abuse. Dad beat Mom. My boyfriends hit me. My husband beat me black and blue. The relationships I've had since I left him were abusive. I always blamed the men in my life. But one day, something else hit me. "Could it be that I am the problem? I know that ALL men aren't abusers. Why do I keep ending up ones who are?" I wonder...
In the nine weeks after Martha was inseminated, Isabel found herself in terrible stress. She had not been able to reassert her sexual dominance over the men of the church. Their obsession for her had been calmed. Like a spell broken, and it was obvious why, or so she thought. She blamed it on Martha, that little slut had taken her place! She was their new...
Kat looks at the bag, wondering what is inside, knowing better than to ask. John decides he likes having full access to Kat whenever he wants. He proceeds to tell her she is no longer able to wear clothing in either of their homes. Kat doesn't have a problem with that request, because she rarely got dressed at home anyway. John tells Kat to go ahead and lay...
Immortal Darkness (Worshipping the Black Cocked Gods) My name is Monroe. If you were to judge by looking at me, you might guess I was no more than a day or two past my eighteenth birthday, and in a sense you would be right. In truth I stopped keeping track of my age somewhere in the hundreds, but my body, and in some ways my mind are the same as they were t...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Spotted Firsts Aryn sat on the doorstep to the m...
Sheppard's cock boned rigid at being in the company of women he'd masturbated over, their debauched attitudes and righteous pomposity, even more surreal that it had been at a distance, now he was immersed fully within their atmosphere... and their captive. He stumbled humiliatingly on all fours as the delighted Ruby expressed her triumph over him with swift...