"What do you think you're doing here?" Stacy and her friends looked around wildly and, seeing a vague figure in the distance charging towards them, ran without a second thought in the opposite direction. They were trespassing, after all, and they'd already tipped over two cows. Her long black braid whipping side to side in the cool night air, Stacy sprinte...
Author's note: This is exploring what I think is a cool idea. It's mostly explored by tying as much of the rules and backstory as possible into sex, of which there is a lot. #### He was sitting at the same table, at the same café, for the third day in a row. He had a bland face that made him difficult to remember, but I reviewed all the players each day...
Once upon a time there was a straight guy who was known by everybody as a well respected fellow. But he had a secret life. Nobody knew that he dreamt to become a feminized slaveslut, seeking an infinite and irrevocable blackmail relationship with a pitiless Mistress who would be prepared to break him with no way out. He wanted the Mistress to torment him n...
Note: This is a horror/fantasy work of fiction and should be read 'tongue-in-cheek'. Any similarity to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * As the mini-van bumped along a very rough track, Alex wondered what else could go wrong with his life. Although he had completely lost track of time he knew that two winters had come and gone since he la...
The Wooden Pony Club "The seeker embarks on a journey to find what he wants and discovers, along the way, what he needs." — Wally Lamb, The Hour I First Believed My journey began when my boyfriend took me to a fancy restaurant for my birthday. We feasted gloriously on chilled avocado soup, char-grilled salmon with asparagus, lamb casserole l'arabique and...
Leaving the Men's Chastity Support Group, Spalding Tyll started as he saw a familiar face exiting the Pain café's famous Tea Lounge. Following Spal's cousin, the brilliant scholar, Siddons Tyll were two pretty twenty something girls, giggling and pointing at him. And with them was an older woman in a somewhat unfashionable mink stole. "You see, girls, I...
Though I hadn't entered and knew nothing about it, I apparently won the competition. I was embarrassed. My wife, Trixibell, had entered for me; she used my name and everything. The entry was based on my farming activities and she used all the fancy language. "Conserving Soil Carbon" she called it and she described my efforts to compost. I just wanted the cow...
This is totally different than all my other stories. I have been reading a lot of the Loving Wives stories lately, and I decided to try one in the BTB genre. Unlike most of my other stories, there is no graphic sex in this one. Apparently, blackrandl1958 had challenged a few writers to write these stories, and I really liked them. The best ones didn't includ...
Chapter 6 The Conclusion By Woodmanone copyright November/2010 Please read Chapter 1 to 5 so you will be able to understand the characters and the events that have led to this point. Constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. Thanks for taking the time to read my work. I hope you enjoy the story. ******************** Yeah, we'...
He was a young boy when he had ran away from the castle. Men of thirteen years old were already fighting in battles but he knew nothing of yielding a sword. He didn't know where he was going. Just away from the taunts and the constant torments of an unrequited love and a truly unsympathetic life. He was allowed to learn side by side his persecutor, and he wa...