Dear Readers, Thank you for your warm response so far. I'd love to receive more feedback and pointers from you on my writing and any ideas you may have about the story. Sorry there isn't any sex in this chapter but I needed to give you some background to the characters. Love, Subdued_Passion *** The beast hobbled into his lair. He was weak from his l...
He gazed out the window and saw the ethereal effect of the moonlight turning the leaves of the great oaks to silver, but his thoughts were not on the trees or the moon. After tonight his life would be over, and the thought left him feeling betrayed. His fists opened and closed as he fought to control the anger that was building up inside of him, bubbling jus...
This is a seven-chapter novella, one of a series of gay male CIA Candy Store unit—using sex in spying—espionage and intrigue novellas, which will post in seven chapters to Literotica with a completion date two weeks after the posting of chapter 1 This series includes MFM, MF, MM, and MMM couplings. "The Rawal wishes to know if you play tennis." "Certainly...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, historical events etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic...
The Clone Wars have ended and with it also came the end of The Separatist, The Trade Federation, and even more shocking, The Jedi Order. In the final days of the war the newly appointed Emperor Palpatine announced to all that the Jedi had attempted to seize power and had made an attempt on his life. With a promise to protect the galaxy from further war and a...
Hitomi Kotani, better known as Spacegirl, lay on her back deep underground in a humid chamber. She had been placed on a soft fleshy cushion, made of the same spongy tissue as the walls, floor and ceiling of this bizarre alien room. The entire place was alive, pulsing, quivering, and throbbing. A low rhythmic thrumming noise and the gurgle of circulating flui...
Aribor made his way through picturesque streets, which were becoming less than picturesque by the hour. Black smoke and grey wafted from homes and warehouses below. The sounds of screaming carried on the breeze as some of the occupants were denied exit by armed barbarians. These were Grumandrians in the places he passed. They were dark clad, in blacks and br...
The crudely built mechanical mule awkwardly stepped on the pock-marked ruin of a highway toward the remains of a city ahead. It dragged behind it a crude wagon made from the frame of a gutted automobile. Two figures sat in the wagon, a bald man garbed in as close to fine duds as one would manage in this day and age; the other a young, dark-haired woman with...
In the year 1720 in our current reckoning I was returning by ship from the East Indies to Europe. I was eighteen at the time and, although it is not very modest of me to say so, I was strikingly handsome. I had curly golden hair, hazel eyes and the sort of translucent, pale skin, which sometimes goes with that colouring. I stood five feet ten in my stocking...
July 7th 2003 Today my life changed. I am in Brazil and Elizabeth is in Canada, at home. This morning we agreed to hold an erotic late night conversation about our bondage desires. Both of us would think of 2 or 3 new things we would like to bring into our already dominant and submissive relationship. The idea really excited me and I spent quite a bit of my...