My duties as an anthropologist had been kept to the classroom for the past year, ever since I lost two of my closest colleagues in the jungles of the Yucatan to what everyone had insisted was nothing but folklore. A slug-like creature had literally consumed them. The reports from some of the local guides were that one of my friends even went in search of the...
Liz worked at the Norwood Public Library. I did not know if she was a librarian or a paraprofessional. I had seen her at the checkout desk as well as shelving books and cleaning the desks and computer monitors. I figured she might be about 25 with long brown hair, about five foot three inches tall (1.6 meters for those living outside the U.S. or Liberia), an...
The New Girl She unlocked the cage and ordered me out. Behind Domina stood a white, skinny, haggard looking woman. She stood a shade over 5 foot tall, and might have weighed 90 pounds soaking wet. Her skin wore the same welts as mine did, along with a smooth steel collar. From the collar dangled an "O" ring. The slaves belly shown that it had been full of...
I was on a project in the Amazon basin for a pharmaceutical company looking for plants that had not been inventoried in the scientific catalogue so we could test them for any potential clinical value. The five of us in the study left our supply boat when the unnamed river tributary became too shallow and we each hiked thirty minutes in paths radiating away...
The fireball had had the desired effect, sowing confusion among the cloaked figures conducting the ceremony. Calleslyn had, at least for the moment, saved the intended victim from her fate, but that hardly meant that the danger was over. As she had said to Dolrim just moments before, there were too many of them, and it was likely that at least some were capa...
All participants in this story are over 18. This story contains light lesbianism, public sexuality, toys, sexual frustration, and some fun. This is part of a long ongoing chain of stories between three adult women who own a business together. This story can be enjoyed as a stand alone story. * "Come on Terra! We aren't going to do this again" Marte said....
"How are you ever going to become a saint if you keep fucking everything in sight?" Mark asked me, glaring down from the edge of the pit. "I don't want to be a fucking saint!" I screamed, wild, leaping flames roaring to life around me. "I want to be your slave. Nothing more, because I am nothing more." "Stupid little cunt," a red-skinned, voluptuous brun...
Nathan behind me, his breath on my neck, the moist tip of his stiffened cock pushing between my buttock cheeks. Near hysterical. I shook my head frantically, roaring a useless refusal into my gag. The more I protested, the higher they hauled me. I kicked my bare legs, twisted and thrashed. They hoisted me higher and his lips pressed against my rump, his ton...
Monday, November 25th This morning I woke up to discover she had actually allowed me to sleep in the bed the entire night. However that was where the pleasantries ended. Waiting for me on the nightstand was a note. Slave, I hope you slept well. It will be the last night you spend in my bed for the rest of the month. Since there is not much food in the hou...
It was hard to believe that it was just 8 months ago that The Chair first went on the market. And it became almost an overnight success (as far as sex toys go). Construction had just been completed on their new 10,000 square foot home. Although it would not be considered a modest house, it could not quite be declared extravagant. The two of them had worked...