The evening of April Fool's Sweat poured from Marcus' brow; the hot and sticky kind you feel in sub-tropical rain forests. But Marcus was not in the Amazon or Congo. Marcus was enjoying an April evening; on a lake; in Austin Texas; temperature about 63 degrees. Or at least he had been enjoying it. The spring wind blew and caressed Marcus' skin with the pro...
Copyright 2008. All rights reserved. This material maybe not be reprinted or posted on any other internet site without the expressed written consent of the author. My Ling stood up, straddling Harry's belly, took a last look at the wires and connectors attached to Harry's tenderest parts, turned and stepped up on his quivering belly. Her unexpected weigh...
I don't believe that there's a man reading this who has been symbolically castrated as thoroughly as I. What began as virtually a sexless marriage for my wife and I, has remained a sexless marriage, but changed drastically in nature. In effect, my wife took a passive withholding of sex and turned it into an active withholding with female domination as the we...
Hallo to all my readers, Sorry this has taken so long to get done but I have had some things I had to deal with in real life. I have already got started on the next instalment. Please take the time to comment and vote. Mygypsy ************** The shrill ring of my mobile phone had woken me instantly. I had swung my legs around so I could sit on the...
Copyright 2008 by madengineer3, All rights are reserved! This story is not to be copied or circulated except by madengineer3 or by means of the Literotica website, and under Literotica's rules. * I am known as Mr. Frankson by the people I work with, or more accurately who work for me. To friends I'm Jack. I've been out of college for fifteen years now. I h...
Malcolm tried to open his eyes, they felt like ten pound weights were hanging from each lid. His tongue felt swollen, stuck to the roof of his mouth. He would kill for a drink, let a homeless man piss in his mouth for moisture. The dense pounding in his head was worse than any hangover he ever had. He had no idea how long he had been out, it felt like hours....
Chapter 63, Dr Tammy Lynn, Gynecologist for a Male Slave Dr Sherry and Rachel had barely started getting cleaned up when the intercom buzzed. "Dr Sherry?" the female voice asked over the intercom. "Yes." "Doctor, this is security. We have a Dr Lynn up at the front desk. She says that you called for her?" the voice responded professionally. "Yes, we're...
There was a gathering of people out in a tropical retreat. The island was basically deserted other than some various huts and the building that was reserved for them. It was a special retreat for people seeking to start a new life and abandon their old way of life. Everyone new looked to be vacationing, while the 'workers' had pretty sexy tattoos and body pa...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters herein described and persons living or dead is purely coincidental – except for the band; they rock. *** The disks sat benignly in a jumble next to me on the bed. Benignly? There was an aura of malevolence about them, like a coiled snake. I wasn't ready to deal with the issue, yet deal...
Illustrations Provided by Mykso and Jonathan Chanutomo All Rights Reserved This is a rewrite of a story series I submitted last year. If you like the art, please let me know. Long ago when humans first spread through the galaxy, a planet was discovered at the edge that was considered habitable but too far from everything to really bother. Though people di...