There he was before Her, Her pup. His arms and legs were tied at elbows and knees, his hood locked to his collar. Looking down his body She admired the rubber waggy tail plugged in his firm ass. She grinned, his cock was all locked up in a metal chastity cage. He was Hers. She held the leash attached to his collar. Tonight they were going out for a walk, a...
Hunter rushed in haste from the breeding room, slamming the door shut and leaving behind his girls, still recoiling from their state of shock. His Valkyries would instruct the nurse-maids to tend to them. Still in a slight daze he stopped in the dank corridor. A dancing flame from a burning oil lamp cast his black shadow against the wall, twitching and conto...
Every night Han prayed. He burned cedar at the altar, kneeling nude there for hours in supplication. His father had taught him the ritual; he'd seen it work so long ago. Now he was of age and his own offerings went ignored. Weeks passed into months. The trees blossomed and died and snow lay mute on the world. Still he worshipped. The longer he was ignored,...
One day John woke up and heard a strange voice in his head telling him that he can alter anyone he wanted with the snap of his fingers... he didn’t know where this came from but he wanted to try it.What's next? Mom and dad The police station Feel free to add whatever The neighbor little sister His Aunt Bratty Sister and Her Bratty Friend Himself His Sist...
Her name was Illica. At least, that was the abbreviated version. The original she had cut down included a lot of noises I wasn't sure I could make. Illica was a sweet sounding name, betraying not in the least the demon lounging across the room. I consider myself a tall guy at 6'1", but she was slightly taller and more muscular than I was. Honestly, besides t...
A year ago in June I came in contact with Miss Gwenny on an alt personals website, while on vacation. The e-mail history has been lost, but the chat sessions from that time remain--somehow we had come to the conclusion that I would be the best submissive I could be as a servant to a man. I had never been with (and have yet to be with) a man and so, despite...
Chapter 19: Revival "I have Numchucks. Please get in touch with me. IMPORTANT." Was the message on my E-mail. Thirteen messages from Sandra. I was back in Riverside and she was still at The Pines. Separated but kept in contact through e-mail a few random calls. Two years later and get a message like that. I was trying to shake the idea that this was possibl...
This is a non-erotic story marking the passage of time. It contains no sex, no people. Please do not read if that is what you seek. If you enjoy this very short passage, please vote. The vermillion sun clings tenuously to the day slinking slowly behind the distant mountains silhouetted in the gathering gloom. Once shafts of golden sunlight sparkled off the...
Michael Stone watched from the rafters of the old warehouse. He had worked his way up into the dank and dusty old beams carefully and quietly. It had taken precious time. Time that he knew he might not have had. There was just enough light filtering in through the clouded window panes of the warehouse's old roll-up door for him to see. The scene below him w...
Shaun paced over to his new lover while she was stood against the edge of his desk. He stood in front of her and placed a hand upon her leg. Isabelle looked up into Shaun's eyes and smiled, just before he leaned in and kissed her. Her warm, soft lips were pressed against his and, at times, her silky golden fur would brush his face. Isabelle broke the kiss to...