Caity Lotz Stories

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Down, Boy!

by Firebrain on Dec 9, 2019
How To

DOWN, BOY! WRITING THE ALPHA MALE FOR CONTEMPORARY FICTION "I don't want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader...I want a man lying over me, always over me...His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot...as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated...I am going to be pursued, f...

If you truly love me Ch. 03: Holly

by CreativityTakesCourage on May 11, 2020
Loving Wives

This is the third and final chapter in David, Holly, and Sophie's story. I hope their respective journeys has proved interesting, or at the very least, a distraction during the shutdown brought about by the Wuhan Virus pandemic. I sincerely hope you all stay safe and well. Look after each other. Sorry to repeat myself, but I give my usual warning about h...

Gods and Crowbars Ch. 04

by WifeWatchman on Sep 25, 2017
Non-Erotic

This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...

Film Noir Ch. 01

by WifeWatchman on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...

Stuffed Canary Pt. 14

by MTL17 on Jun 3, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow, The Flash or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Hello Caity." Sara beamed as she opened the door to find a blushing Caitlin Snow on the other side. "H, hi." Caitlin greeted awkwardly. "Please come in. We've been expecting you." Sara revealed as she stood aside and allowed...

Slender Man Ch. 04

by WifeWatchman on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Horror

This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...

Stuffed Canary Pt. 13

by MTL17 on Apr 22, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow, The Flash or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "Felicity, are you okay?" Coming out of her thoughts Felicity Smoak stammered, "I'm, I'm fine thanks Caitlin. You?" "Yeah..." Caitlin Snow frowned, "I'm just worried about my friend, and wondering why she wanted to talk to m...

The First Ninety Days Ch. 03

by CWatson on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Day 3 The first thing that happened the next morning was a phone call from Reverend Pendleton. Actually, to be proper, the first thing that happened that morning was that they woke up. Jon was quite happy to do so: he had remembered to turn the alarm off this time, so there was no jolting and wailing and gnashing of teeth. Instead, he swam up from drowsine...

Nora's Big Mistake Ch. 04

by AlexGunther on Sep 28, 2020
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Nora was waking up in her bedroom. She yawned as she stretched her arms. She looked around and saw that her friends were all naked and still sleeping. "What a wild night," Nora said as she remembered the last night session. She stood up and headed to the bathroom, where she took a long shower. She then got dressed and admired her outfit. She heard the sound...

The First Ninety Days Ch. 01

by CWatson on Sep 13, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Day One: The Wedding On the day of his wedding, Jonathan Rupert Stanford was up before the sun. It was a murky December morning; the fog had rolled in overnight, lit from within by streetlights and headlights and brake lights, so that the world was suffused with a dim, diffuse glow. Jon thought it beautiful, and appropriate for fifteen days before Christmas...