During this long experimental phase Peter had been seeing a lot of Anna. They spent weekends and occasional weekday evenings together. They enjoyed many of the same activities, and spent nights at each other's apartments. The early trauma with Katya was soon forgotten and occasionally they went out as a threesome, though usually Peter and Anna used Peter's p...
I have written a variety of captions and posted them to BDSMLR over the past year. Recently, I decided that I would try sharing some of the captions here on CHYOA for people to write continuations or alternate branches if the captions catch their interest. These captions involve celebrities, historical figures, and original characters. The content most often...
Rebekah let out an annoyed sigh from the back of the van. "How much freak'n longer?!?" She spouted up to the front. Rebekah was on her way to a popular beach with her family. The car ride had been several hours and she was having second thoughts about it before even departing. Her boyfriend back home wasn't too happy about her going without him. It...
Ch. 5 The Dead Zone Summer in the Wenatchee Valley is predictable. Dry, sunny, and hot! Which is fine when you're living in a nice cottage on the Columbia River with a beach in your front yard. It's not quite as good when the shop doesn't have a proper air conditioner, and with the traffic in and out of the store the inside temperature gets pretty warm. I...
"How many more, Raymond?" You ask, idly studying your fingernails. The shirtless man standing in the courtyard, breathing heavily, turns to face you. "Only one, my Queen. A stable boy accused of theft by his employer." Without looking up, you reply, "Very well. Have him brought in. And get this one out of my sight." Your eyes fl...
Chapter 1: The craving Greta moved ponderously around the small home she shared with Hans, her merchant husband, one hand frequently coming to rest upon her swollen belly as she did her best to perform her daily tasks, despite her particularly gravid state. Even with the difficulties, a smile kept forming on her lips as she tidied and dusted. It had been te...
This story will contain elements of non-consent, BDSM, fantasy/sci-fi anal/oral and forced sexual activity. If this is not your thing, then feel free to move on to another story. Enjoy. Feedback is appreciated. The pain in her shoulders woke her. She still hung with her hands bound above her head, but instead of being cold, she was warm. She could hear th...
Part 2: In which a thief is tried and tasted. The text below is original content which belongs to the author. This work must not be reproduced either in part or in full without the permission of the author. That said – enjoy! This is my first Literotica submission (as it were), so please let me know what you think! It's a three part story, and all the par...
The Counterweight Palace is without question the finest Agatean Restaurant in Ankh-Morpork and, as such, a very popular eating and meeting place for that renowned city's movers and shakers. Here the landed aristocracy noshes on sim dum when they need a break from solid country fare. Here the Guild masters meet and discuss policy and here, because the owner i...
"Prolog" A shadowy figure lurks behind a large oaken desk. The light from his cigar burned brightly, but his face, shrouded in darkness. On the other side of the table a young woman wearing military garb sitting confidently. She spoke with authority to the shadowy figure. "Supreme Commander, Poshterim is ours! The Autocrats have fled, we have control of ev...