Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play 2' is a continuation of my surprisingly well-received first attempt to dabble in the realm of magic. Obviously, I learned nothing from the first as, in this story, I continue to ride roughshod over preconceived notions and the 'established guidelines' of the genre. Mea Culpa. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the ba...
This time, I have tried to 'see' things from a 'sub-perspective' -- hoping you will not just find it 'more of the same'. Comments and critique are as usual very, very welcome -- and thank you for reading. Chapter One Prologue "You coming downstairs? It's getting late and I want to be there on time!" George's voice boomed up the staircase and all th...
Summary: A proud black MILF is gradually dommed by a racist white coed. WARNING 1: This story includes politically incorrect terms (chief among them the infamous N word, and unlike the term of ironic respect it's used as in my stories about whites submitting to blacks, in this story it's used as it commonly is by racists, as an epithet). If such words or co...
Okay, so it's been a long time since I've added to my story list. Call it the stress of my bitch-wife throwing me out of my house because she wants a divorce. Oh, well. That shit happens. This story is long. If you have read my other stuff, that's a given. No, I'm not going to split my shit into sixty-nine parts to keep your hands and socks busy. There's...
Dark_Brother, may you rest in peace. Chapter 01 Blue lights. . . A whirring sound. . . I feel a sharp pain in my arm. . . Head is throbbing. . . I can no longer feel my arm. . . Oh no, what have they done with my arm? A pink shadow bends over me. Eyes. . . Such big eyes. . . Sweat sheets down my face as I sit upright in bed, terror filling my mind and tho...
Chapter 1: Saturday Morning, 8:54AM She felt something move by her foot. Tiff looked towards the end of the bed and spotted a person-sized bulge creeping towards her under the covers. She resisted giggling, her eyes darting up at her other lover lying in front of her. He wouldn't! Tiff felt a kiss along the instep of her left foot, then another one alo...
The Native Dawn Series book 7 : Rogue Dawn book 3: Anna and Toby's story Dawn's Never Ending Glow * Prologue The bastard knew how to put on the pressure. And Keene, as always, was his scrabbling servant. A whipped pup cowering at the master's feet. The Son of a bitch expected the impossible. But, of course didn't he always? Find a woman- one woman- one p...
Another MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY #7: Carlyle Ode to Mike's Blue Beast Out of the mists late one night, she came to haunt my dreams. She showed me pleasures and passions beyond my wildest dreams. I struggled in her, deep and long, a welling up and a birth, I would never be the same, changed forever on this earth. And now she rules my life. My tower...
As always, this story is pure and total fiction so; remember that anything CAN and usually DOES happen in a fictional story. One more thing, this story is dedicated to two of the kindest, most sincere people that I know, and I won't mention their full names because they know who I'm talking about, don't you, Peter and Trish? LOL! As far as everyone else is...
The Native Dawn Series Book 3 Dawn Awakening Chapter 1 John Mark wandered through the woods, lost in a world all his own. The sun hung lazily on the horizon, settling into the western sky. There was no privacy in his head. He'd escaped into the dense summertime cover of trees in hope of a little alone time. No such luck there. All this drama first...