Our story so far I agreed to become a slave immigrant and the company which secretly recovered my brain when I died has transported me off planet to the star system Free Skies. I am on the planet Free Skyes 4, an Earth-like planet with tons of better technology. The Company owns a hotel complex called the Boom-Boom Room which borders with the Space Port of C...
'My fondest memories are of you Marcus...did I ever tell? I am a Courtesan of Rome and yet...that never troubled you as it did with so many other suitors. What's that you ask? Oh yes, my initiation into all things men desire... You always keep me focus, never let me reminisce the sweeter aspects of life do you... Well you have that in common with my mother,...
My first week at the family business soon fell into an exhausting but pleasant pattern -- wake up; blowjob; breakfast; work all damn day; skip lunch; dinner; fuck Sam; sleep. Learning the slave trade on the job was like drinking from a firehose -- too damn much too damn fast. Twenty seven centuries of accumulated Imperial law combined with constant modern co...
Chapter 3 : Part 1: Patience Is Tested "I am sorry High Priestess if I offended you in the Tower," said the handsome Prince. This was some weeks since he had offended her, and was not the first time he had tried to apologise. "I meant only to show you honestly that you could be open with me, and to show you that I held some feelings towards you, even if th...
The following is part of an elaborate story series that will explore a vast number of themes in kink. The themes explored in each chapter are highlighted beforehand so you can make your own decision if you would like to continue reading. All characters depicted are fictional and over 18 years of age. If you enjoyed all or any of it or if you have any feedba...
Raven met her in the office, she shut the door behind her and crossed the room in two long steps, his head rocked back as she backhanded him. "Bastard," she growled. Raven glared at her, eyes bleeding to amber. He grabbed her by the hair, kissing her deeply. As she broke off the kiss, she pulled back and looked at him, "If you ever dare allow someone t...
What might surprise people to hear I allowed was the first and only male client I ever accepted. Now, of course, I did not let him touch me or make love to me since I was sure Eleanor would leave me in a rage if I did so. Besides, after fifteen years of making love to women, I had no inclinations to make love to a man. Or perhaps I did. It’s rather hard...
Chapter 21: In the Shadow of the Aga Khan )===(>>>>>>>>>>>>>> It was early morning, the light of first day barely turning the eastern sky lavender when Aylanna slipped from the rooms of the Aga Khan and made her way to the women's quarters. She knew all the courtesans were still asleep and would be until midday. There was little chance that she would be i...
By the pale moonlight, she...that muse of mine stands looking out across the city. Her frame etched into the balcony, her divine naked form at ease with the way of the world in that moment. She...so lovely to look at, my mind sculpts an image that will last a lifetime. Her long yielding hair falls in cascading waves down her slender back. Her breasts, rising...
The following is part of an elaborate story series that will explore a vast number of themes in kink. The themes explored in each chapter are highlighted beforehand so you can make your own decision if you would like to continue reading. All characters depicted are fictional and over 18 years of age. If you enjoyed all or any of it or if you have any feedba...