A few hours later both women hung limp, softly moaning, still bound at the wrist and held together by the tit tubes. Neither was fully conscious the constant internal wriggling sending them into a half crazed world of their own. The inquisitor had left them long ago and now only two sweat covered guards watched over them. The vat was beginning to ripple wit...
This is a story I wrote a few years back. It about a woman who is addicted to pain and knows that it can destroy her, but still seeks the blissful "golden cocoon" that lies on the other side of the pain and humiliation. Her addiction controls her, but she finds help from an unexpected source- her Uncle Jack and her sister Tracey. She also finds out that she...
Copyright of Nanna Marker 2010. The last remnants of sunset disappeared and the sky greyed over. Lei spread her new wings and glided down to her unused winter-hole. Flying with her new wings was indescribable. It was as if the air itself had become an extension of her body, and yet not. It was as if she had been a cripple her whole life and was now suddenl...
In dark underground chambers, humid, warm, and pulsing as though inside a living thing, the hive mind of the Intai Juhen colony on Kentauris-7 roused slowly from the dormant dreaming state it occupied when not otherwise engaged. For long periods, only individual organisms were active... guard drones, or the small crustacean-like animals that maintained the h...
"Don't you dare slam the -- Damn it, Jaycie!" Tim said. Jaycie sullenly swung her lanky frame into Tim's sleek Mercedes, her arms crossed in adolescent defense mode. Her pretty face was now distorted by passive aggression, her dark brows knit together as if to meet her delicately pouting lower lip. Tim was often reminded of her mother when she looked like...
* * * * * Copyright Oggbashan January 2007 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * The following are fifty-word stories. The...
I love you so much. I look forward to when you return from your nights away for work. And I know that you are looking forward to it as well. I want you to look forward to a morning in the not too distant future when you're home, ready to climb back into OUR bed. The soft, comfy platform on which so much love is felt and is made. You are clean and freshly d...
Book One She didn't want big tits. Her figure, just as she was, seemed perfect for the life she led. Sarah had no use for the great globes of jiggling mammary that those sluts in the magazine had possessed. The discovery of the hidden magazine stash while cleaning had come as a blow to her, as slap in the face! Yet...also a reminder... Sarah clicked her tu...
White. That was all Judith was aware of. An eternal, silent void in which she floated - or was she prone? WIth no frame of reference, no horizon line in the distance, she had no way of knowing. Perhaps she was standing, still as a statue. Cognizant thought came back to her slowly, piece by piece. Fragments of memory snapped into place like pieces of a pu...
My girlfriend’s roommate did it to tease me. She did it almost every morning, right in front of me. I tried not to watch, but it was impossible. And every time she did it, I went a little more crazy. And finally, one day, I couldn’t take it any more. ~o~ I was asleep, in that hazy, gray-black state just before true consciousness sets in. I flipped a...