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Star Wars Imperial Prostitute 3 Ch. 14

by HandcuffGirl on Sep 18, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Authoress's notes: This is the fourth part of the story of Jaina Solo's transformation into Imperial Prostitute SX-51472. To summarize the story so far. . . After Jedi Knight Jaina Solo kills her twin brother, Darth Cadeus, she leaves the Galactic Alliance for the Empire, with her sometimes lover Jag Fel. Jag has just been made High Moff of the Galactic Emp...

Every Dog Has His Day

by otis_from_helotes on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

The economic meltdown of 2015 hit Roger particularly hard. He had been a fairly successful mortgage broker in Houston before the crash. It seemed like the steep rise in health insurance premiums hastened the death of the forty hour work week which in turn hastened an irreversible decline in the number of prospective buyers applying for mortgages. If that was...

The Coldbloods

by latexmarc1701 on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

My memory of the events of the past few weeks are still a little foggy. I am sitting here in a room which very much resembles the inside of a meat locker. The walls and ceiling comprise of a silver metallic alloy that were always cold. The door is all glass with the same metallic alloy framing the glass but no door handle on the inside, most likely to keep m...

My First Customer Ch. 02 Pt. 01

by Darkwatch on Mar 26, 2019
BDSM

Putting my car into park in front of Her inconspicuous house, one thought went through my head for the hundredth time, "Am I sure I want to do this? Put myself into Her hands, let her subject me to all that pain and loss of control again?" I took a deep breath, reached deep inside myself and immediately realized, "Not just 'Yes', but 'Hell yes'. I don't real...

Branding

by AutumnalSpear on Jan 22, 2020
BDSM

The Palace of Dominia Slave Girl Nessa awoke with a start. She was on the floor again, in her cage. She sat up. Yesterday was... incredible. She felt like a new person. Looking around her, she spied the aftermath of yesterdays' passions. The cock machine was still there, the rod shrunk down to its normal length after yesterday's session. She still remembe...

House of Feathers Ch. 23: One More Step

by TarnishedPenny on Apr 8, 2019
BDSM

This is a stand-alone short story following others in the series. It is classed as BDSM due to light bondage and short-term orgasm denial. If you are looking for other types of BDSM (humiliation, major floggings and such), there are lots of other good options elsewhere. Please enjoy yourself either way! + Two. No, two plus a small calf. They didn't seem to...

The Courier Ch. 23

by caligula97236 on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 23 -- Homecoming Cecilia Sanchez and Maria Elena Rodriguez-Torres quietly stared out through the van's windows as the line of lights in the distance marking the edge of Danube City grew brighter. Within a few minutes individual buildings came into view; then suddenly the vehicle passed the first houses lining the city's edge. The van turned onto a s...

The Color of Iron

by Silvermouse on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Note: this story is a sequel to the stories "The Color of Air." and "The Color of Sea". While this story should stand on its own, the previous story has the details on how Captain Drake and Color Of Air began their partnership. +++++ The Port of Raxas would have been merely gloomy to the human senses that I once had. They would have seen only dimly lit cor...

Velvet Kisses Ch. 05

by virgofemme on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

*I apologize for taking so long to update, but I do hope you'll enjoy the chapter. Thanks for your continued interest!* * Jeneda emerged from the steamy bathroom with the scent of Rainbath body wash clinging to her skin. Freshly shaved and completely smooth all over, she was outfitted in a sheer black slip that just barely covered her firm, round ass. Wit...

Faithe and Salvation

by SneakyDeaner on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

(c) Dean Askin writing as Aden Kains Part one – Requiem For an instant Morgan feared he had forgotten the small blue velvet-covered box. It had rested atop the bureau for almost two whole years, waiting, needing to be dusted regularly. Then he felt it bulging in the pocket of his tailored St. George slacks and his mind refocused on Faithe, within reach ac...