Author's note: This pre-1890 historical romance tells of actual notable people. All sex involves live humans aged 18+, even the whores AFAIK. The text contains casual racism and sexism and very little explicit human sex; if you object, stop reading. Plant sex is pretty muted too. Stilted speech patterns are intentional. Views expressed are not necessarily th...
My wife wanted to be an Ironman... And fucking her trainer was part of her training. I was born Lesley Jacob Wagner. I hated the name Lesley, so when I turned 18 I had it legally changed so for the last seven years I've been Jacob Wagner. I was married to Laura almost three years. Her full name was Laura Elizabeth Keyes and she could have been the twin of a...
Someone had morning wood. Pretty much around the clock lumber. Long brown hair tickling his nose, Zach Pedigo woke up to the scent of servitude. Laying in his clutches was his fetching young caregiver Khloe Vaughn, stirring but respectful not to rush his awareness. Having drank a bit too much Jack Daniel's in celebrating the engagement of his friends Nick an...
I'm declaring a contest of my own... of sorts. If you go to my author's page, I have submitted the first chapter of 3 stories on the same day (10/30/15). I will write and post the next chapter of the highest rated story every week or two (or maybe three) until all the stories are done. These should all be pretty short stories, around 3-4 chapters. If there...
Pril gave a nod and sweeping wave of her hand to the four fully armoured guards standing outside Principia Abundance. The sight of these women, Disciples of Strength, comforted her far more than the Enforcers of Form at the entrance to Endowment Hall. With highly improper haste, she darted to the back of the room where her Mistress stood, blonde hair awry, l...
© SADIE ROSE BERMINGHAM & BELLORA QUINN 2009 "Our fond wishes and thanks to everyone who's stuck with us this far into our long, and ever winding story. You keep us going with your lovely comments and kind words. And so without further ado, the festive season is upon us, that time of indulgence and rampant consumer excess, so what better antidote...
On the sixth day of Camilla's ongoing nightmare in the Montreal aquarium, her naked body was hovering over the fouled water tank in what seemed a state of unconsciousness. The news cameras and lechers, always getting video of her endless gang-bangs from spirits, were wondering why she had been a particularly long time not waking up this time. "She isn't de...
The nightmares started my first night alone in Paris. I'd been fine the four days I'd spent with Malcolm, Becca, Darryl, and Ginger in London. But that was due in part to the fact that I'd had the girls in the room with me. I was forever in Becca's debt for suggesting the sleeping arrangements be changed so I didn't have to get a room by myself. I knew each...
Note from Slickman: Please read "GO WOLFPACK" before proceeding to get up to date. All rights reserved. * Ann and Joyce spent most of the day shopping at the large Atlanta mall. Neither of them had any interest in basketball and both worked as lawyers for a large Washington DC law firm. When they returned to Ann's room they tossed the packages on the bed...
Author Note: When I first started this story, I had no idea what I was going to do with these characters. I only knew that my original story was inferior and I challenged myself to write something better. I wanted to create a more romantic version of my BDSM story. Something more than just a few sex scenes strung together with a thin plot line. I wanted some...