Author's Note: The following chapter in this story is entirely the product of this author's imagination. The views of the characters do not necessarily represent the views of the author or any other person. Be warned that sensitive readers will find some scenes extremely offensive. * The beginning of the end for Peter Marquis started in the home of Fidelis...
"Sinners, you are all unrepentant sinners. You will accept the evil of your sins or suffer the consequences." Bristols, Mistress Paliqueen and Cruizerman stood quietly in the dock, arms pinioned behind their backs with very heavy shackles connecting to their ankles. "The ecclesiastical right to oversight of all humanities actions cannot be questioned by m...
A thick, wrought-iron sign with the single word "GRIMSLEY" was arched between two massive stone pillars that marked the entry to this all-girl academic enclave. Ms. Frobisher gunned her little red sportscar right between the pillars and up the long driveway, all uphill, to where Grimsley sat overlooking Lake Penasaukee, or Lake PenisSuckIt, as the guys at Ea...
One of the first accomplishments of feminism in the mid-20th century was the legalization of female birth control. It was to open the world of free sex to the female population. No longer would be live in fear of pregnancy. No longer were the constraints of the "rhythm method" or other forms of "natural" birth control methods a problem; we could now pop a pi...
As well as translating this story into English, I have changed some of the names. After all, with just a single tongue, even if you could pronounce 'ek#q*t*' you wouldn't know it's a fur bearing bird. Tramlivia is a Queendom on my home planet. Like most civilized countries we do not practice incarceration of convicts, that would be cruel and inhumane. On th...
Back on Argos, Calisto shivered in fear. Having watched Demetrius be chained and taken away by the guards, she did as he had asked and stayed hidden in the quiet bush shrouded cove they had sought refuge in the night before. Waiting hours to make sure no guards were still present she spent a fitful night crouched under the palm trees, crying herself to sleep...
To anyone who enjoys this unfolding story, Please feel free to leave direct feedback. Comments are quite welcome, but I always love the chance to reply to you as well. Yours, TaraxXxTease *** A thumping on the door woke Noah. Eyes shooting open he bolted toward his clothes—but the hinges didn't last. "You're late," Cain thundered, gripping the boy by th...
PROLOGUE: "What was I doing in an adult toy store?" I asked myself, grinning, as I hefted the container of expensive sex-lube. Cymrick Beckham didn't need porn. Married to the hottest wife in town, what need did I have for DVDs of other folks having commercial sex? Nevertheless, smiling like many another man, I let my eye scan along the racy, sexy titles o...
Chapter 2: A Late Night Discussion I don't know how long I sat there. It could have been 5 minutes or 5 hours. Time had no meaning. Looking back I now understand what Joe meant when he said that his mind was in a "loop". That's exactly how it felt. The same thoughts replaying over and over in my head. "It can't be. I don't believe it! How could she?" After...
Recap: Miss A had just finished a luxurious bubble bath and was returning to her slave who was chastised and gagged with her pantie hose and a ball gag, with Miss A's wetted panties draped over his nose. Locked away in her dungeon, after an arduous breath control play session, her slave was spread wide at the ankles with a spreader bar, bent at the waist wi...