The Executive: or, How to Break a Slave in Seven Days * * * MONDAY. "Jesus Christ, lady," he choked. "Is that thing real?" I blatted the stun gun just under his nose. He recoiled, scattering papers across his desk. "Look, this is a business. You can't just come in here and--" "Kidnap you? Why yes, yes I can. In fact, you've been asking for it for month...
You wake up with a pounding headache, your throat parched; everything is dark, and you realise there is something bulky on your neck, wrists and ankles. After a while, still struggling to remember how you've come to this, you hear a sound of footsteps; as your eyes start to adapt to the darkness,you finally get a glimpse of your surroundings:What's next? A...
Chapter 02 -- The holding cell The metal detector went off when she tried to go through screening. The airport employee called over the tough-looking female officer, the one who shared Trish' last name. The island cop's eyes scanned Trish with a strange expression; curiosity mixed with impatience and a hint of contempt. The cop grabbed Trish by the shoulde...
4: Fantasies As 7pm came around Joy was waiting in the lobby for Carl to arrive, As he walked down the staircase, Joy could practically feel the drool gathering as she watched his hips move his pants clinging to him nicely. "Are you ready to go Joy?" asked Carl. "Yeah of course," said Joy trying to brush off the waves of heat assaulting her. They went sa...
Dear Reader, I am truly overwhelmed by the support and encouragement i have received over this story. Thank you all so so much, I'm really bouncing off the walls when you all tell me how much you enjoy it!! * Harriot wasn't sure what it was about the sight of him standing there glistening with sweat. The strength of the emotions that stirred inside of he...
This work was inspired by the delicious stories of LitEro author jane marwood. Apologies in advance for any words lifted to best describe the scene. In the words of one of her characters: "Your physical manipulation has been exemplary and diligent." Nicely done, Jane. ***** Edward stood before the seated girl. He stood naked, with legs widely parted; hands...
Hi, there. Man do I have a story to share with you. My name is Kasik Malob. I am a tall, good-looking, forty-something black man of the Kazonga Tribe. Living in rural South Africa. I run a rather large farm and the many women who work there. Man's word is law in my world. Life couldn't be better, simply put. I'm making a lot of money while keeping them bitch...
"Historical accounts suggest there are more far more species of demons than have ever been named. The absence of categorization and thorough study of infernals remains the greatest threat such creatures pose to the civilizations of mankind." -- Preface to the Infernal Compilation of Lady Keya Oko, scribe and Magister-Aspirant, c. 3123 by the Ummran calendar....
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Life gives you two chances to get it right; be who you want to be, or who you need to be. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. There is a bit of mangling of the Iliad going on. I apologize to Homer...
The plan had succeeded. Ayaka and Hikari had set the fire in the north garden, and Kei had made a fake attempt at the lord's life. Naturally, they would be quickly sending guards to make sure that his daughters were safe, but they had opened up a brief window where princess Takara was almost unprotected. Just two guards were with her now, and Katsumi could t...