Chapter Two: Geneveve Piqoud Is Taken The red dress her mother gave her, flowed and shone, catching the light in a way that made her gleam. This was not a happy moment for her, exactly, as her father, Lord Piqoud, was having her married to Lord Ghamboles - a union that she didn't like at all. But to be in this dress, tonight on her 18 birthday, put her in t...
Helen leant back and took a drag of the cannabis cigarette in her hand. She smiled at her companions, the public school educated boyfriend with his friends, and her friends from the local Comprehensive. Marijuana always made her chilled and she relaxed back sucking in the smoke from the illegal cigarette. "When are your folks back?" A wiry black haired boy...
I dedicate this story to Amanda, a fan of Jack Nicholson and a fan of Bostonfictionwriter. She asked me to write a story about Jack Nicholson with her in the starring role. I agreed to write the story because I've always been a fan of Jack Nicholson's, too. Normally, as you can discern from my name, Bostonfictionwriter, I only write fiction, generally ficti...
A Continuation of the slave college series * Michel Jenkins and Brent McMasters were freshmen at the slave college. After just celebrating their 18th birthdays, the boys had enrolled in the school, both for the academic achievements of past graduates, and because it was rumored there were 6 girls per guy on the campus. Being boys, both were thinking it wou...
I arrived home to find a parcel sitting on the doorstep. It was addressed to me which I thought was odd as i hadn't ordered anything recently, and it was a rather large package, around 50cm by 50 cm and almost as high. I took it inside and headed up to my room so I could open it in privacy, knowing that it most likely wouldn't be something that I would want...
I have known death. I do not wish to misconstrue my meaning; I do not mean that I have seen the specter of death (if one exists), or that I have glimpsed the meaning of it as some seek to grasp the meaning of life. Rather, when I say that I have known death, I mean that I have known it intimately, like a lover comes to know the body of his partner as well as...
I watched him discreetly as he ushered me through his home, inanely showing me the cabinets in his kitchen. My head spinning, I smiled my pasted on smile and nodded at the lovely woodwork, my eyes scraping across the expanse of the kitchen before pinging back around to the lovelier man looking both nervous and confident at the same time. I sucked in an inaud...
The clock on the wall read 9:30, and yet I was in no real hurry to attend to the stack of papers on my desk waiting for my signature, and the blinking light informing me of messages waiting would have to wait. Her note had been slipped under my door to be found upon my arrival that day, though how she'd gained access to the building was still beyond me. I'd...
"Go home. I will contact you later." I read it again and again but the short note didn't change. I was confused when I woke up and found that I was alone. The indentation on the pillow beside me proved that I hadn't slept alone. Maybe I had upset her, but the faint tingling in my asshole coupled with the memories of the previous night made me think otherwis...
Dan, currently playing as Blaize Firewilde, hadn't expected to find a dungeon tucked away so close to the newbie areas. He'd never heard about it before, either. It was hard to imagine some tryhard hadn't already done a clean sweep through during the beta and mapped everything out, but it also wasn't inconceivable that he'd be the first one to discover somet...