She had an infectious grin; that was the first thing. Impish; it kind of reminded me of Jack Nicholson. But there the resemblance stopped. She was petite, about 5'3, damned if she was over 105 pounds. Dark hair cut to frame her face. Small, swimmer's body. She had a six-pack (she showed me). Deep brown eyes. It was hard to see her as a girl because of the g...
Max should have known this vacation was too good to be true. He kicked his tennis shoes against the trunk of a fat old tree to get some of the dried mud off. Interdimensional travel packages were new, and never this cheap. Guess he got what he paid for, lost out in the middle of the sticks, his guide having not shown up yet. He checked the clock on his smart...
There are many tall tales written in the popular magazines of Tarant and Caladon about life on the edge of Arcanum. Daring do on Thanos, trips to the Vendigroth Wastes, eking out a bold and brave and free living on the Morbihan plains, with nothing but your gun to keep you safe from the invariably savage tribes of orcs that would then be slaughtered by the d...
********************** Chapter One - Garden ********************** "I truly do not know if I can contain it any longer, my Prince," Marina moaned as she lay naked and spread-eagle on the massive bed. "I know you can," Baeden assured her. "You've only had eight goblets and it's been less than two hours. The first time I saw you soak yourself you had waite...
[Bonus Turn On Tip: Are you hot to be submissive in the bedroom and can't find a woman to play that game? Here is an idea. Ask her if she plays Tease and Deny. If she says "What's that?" Help her feel the heat with you. Send her the link to this story. She may need a little taste to try it herself.] *** "How about a little Tease and Deny, my pet?" I felt...
Disclaimer: TRIGGERS - This story contains rough and coerced sex. Please do not read on if this may affect you and please accept my apologies. This story is written as pure fantasy ONLY and I do not condone the behaviour of the antagonists. If you cannot differentiate between fantasy and reality then please do not read on! Otherwise, please enjoy! ***** He...
Chapter 4: The Voyage 'Twas a beautiful day for sailing with a sky so cloudlessly clear and a wind that blew just enough of a breeze to keep the sails puffed and the ship moving forward at a brisk pace. The blueness of the clear skies made Allison feel that nothing could be wrong and that life was truly wonderful. Only, Hazel's words haunted her echoing the...
I am writing this under the sickly orange sky—the daylight fast fading, and my will along with it. My supply of The Dragon is exhausted, and I promised at its end I would drive this car into the nearest tree or telephone pole, abutment of a bridge, or even down a ravine—anything to end my life and the nightmare I've lived for months. His name is Morpheus. H...
The Master of the Realm was in the library, trying to look nonchalant. But I knew the difference between him reading a book and waiting for me to show up. I trudged in and dropped my satchel on the floor. The noise of it hitting the tile cut through the room. He didn't look up from his book. "So?" he asked. I shrugged. "They bought it." A smile crawled...
I had just had an orgasm without my Master permission. I had watched my daughter be ravaged my Master's many male slaves for hours and I was aroused. His rough ministrations of my body were more than I could resist, but to my Master this no excuse. I was quickly hosed off and a thick leather belt was placed around my waist. There were several rings fastened...