(Not much to say but I hope if you liked the first chapter you will like this one too, sorry about the wait I did not have writers block it merely turned out crappy and I had to re-write some of it. This is a little better, and sorry ahead of time it's short but a filler chapter the next one should be better if you're up for it. :D) ..........................
When I think back on my experiences as a slave one thing sticks out in my mind. There were, of course, many things that went through my head during those first few years. But it is the fear that brings me back. Absolute, mind numbing fear. The kind of fear one feels when they are faced with a precipice and they know that there is no longer a way back. The on...
The very warm nighttime temperature and high humidity we stepped into convinced me we were somewhere in the tropics. Maybe not far from the equator. We were involuntary tourists courtesy of a band of women! We five men stood side by side in the near dark, neck-connected, wearing dresses, as two women with tasers watched over us. Not a word had been spoken,...
Chapter Three The Morning After Valentine's Day I awoke as if nothing changed during sleep. Jill's adorable raven hair head remained against my chest. However something felt different. "It's hard," she said, looking up at me with a look of wonder and excitement. "It does that in the morning. It's called morning wood or a piss hard on. It keeps me from pi...
For as long as I can remember, I've wanted to be Crystal Rhinehart. Lots of girls want to be Crystal Rhinehart; rock star, movie star, model, sex symbol. But none of them really know her. I know her. I know her like nobody else. We used to be best girlfriends. In fact, that bitch saved my life more than once. Yeah, she's a bitch. And I mean that in the best...
She stood at the board, rambling in her husky voice about equations. Jon sat at his desk in the front of the classroom, copying the examples from the board and trying to pay attention to Miss Moyers’ words. His grades were slipping in her class and if he wanted to keep playing baseball, he had to pull them up. The university had already scouted him and had i...
The first time I saw her naked was five years after we had been living alone together. She came out of the shower with a light blue towel around her body and a white one covering her dark hair. As she walked by me to get to her room, she reached up with both hands to make an adjustment and the body wrap fell around her ankles. My eyes were filled. "Oh my G...
I sit here at my computer, browsing through stories, idly friggin' myself. Banners blink across the top of the screen, a mushroom-tipped cock disappears into a bodiless pussy. My instant messenger blinks with awaiting messages from friends faraway and near… ones I've met and ones I've only fantasized about… and one whom I've met and fantasized about. I read...
Chapter 2: The Morning After We had all fallen asleep in front of the fire, very romantic but not at all comfortable to spend the night. So after a while everybody got up and went to sleep in the bedrooms. We needed the rest as everyone had cum at least twice and the weekend was just starting. I woke up to the smell of coffee and bacon. mmm breakfast. I go...
"I have returned," said a low, harsh voice from beneath the blackness behind the raging fire. She was ready and knew what he wanted. He wanted more of her. It was the cost of her creation. It came back after each task to consume, to take more of her essence. She had a choice. In the beginning, she always had an option. She could pay, or she could lose her...