Do I love my husband? I know I should be able to answer that question in a heartbeat. But I can't, so I guess that's an answer too. I do know that I must have loved him, once. Could I have fallen out of love -- or at least out of thinking I loved him? Many people say you can't fall out of love. If you do, they say, it can't have been true love to begin wit...
Commissioned by a friend from the U.S who loves monstergirl-makes-human-chattel stuff. And I'm nothing if my friends are not happy. Femdom, dark elf, the works. Monstergirls raid humans for slaves for breeding and labor, and take care in integrating, training and breeding them as sexual pets. Second Person, heterosexual story. Enjoy if you like that stuff....
Author's Notes: In Part 3 as the relationships become far more physical Ben begins to have a crisis of the heart. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 11 Ben was sitting in the office of Shelly Spencer, Master Realtor. Master mouth would have been a more accurate title as the woman nev...
Wanted: Female, 25 or thereabouts, to work as PA to founder CEO of small thriving company. Preferably a graduate. However the key requirement is physical attractiveness and a sassy attitude. The successful applicant will be a highly desirable young woman who understands and enjoys the advantages that can accrue from this. Absurdly good package for the right...
Frankie was surprised when Roy came home and said he'd seen Chisel, the schoolyard bully who had created such havoc in his life as a kid back in Philadelphia. "It's amazing, Frankie" Roy was saying as they had dinner. "Chisel's changed so much, he's a Buddhist now, and a probation officer as well." Frankie cocked her head, and a blonde curl fell into he...
It is to be assumed that you have already read part 1. Everyone in this story is over 18. We awaited eagerly the arrival of our first clients at the Abadía, and were excited when a limousine bumped its way up the stony track, a uniformed chauffeuse opened a rear door, and out stepped an elegant lady, wearing an obviously authentic mink coat over a black t...
Hi folks, Fourth story, and back to origins, namely slow lesbian seduction, but this time I had fun introducing a fantasy setting. This is my fantasy at its highest level. As always, I'd like to point out that I'm not native English speaking, so I apologize in advance if the writing is not perfect. I just hope you'll enjoy it, as much as I liked writing i...
A clear blue sky stretched to the horizons, wispy clouds added a splash of color, and a light, cool breeze played with her hair. Spring had arrived, and the Mountain Laurel trees, always beautiful, hung a few inches lower, courtesy of the large purple flowers hanging from their branches. The combination of dark green, light purple, and speckles of white, rev...
She'd had enough. The revolver she kept in the closet was loaded with six bullets before she stepped to the mirror, covering the latest red mark on her neck with make up. Yes, she'd kill him this time, she told herself, it can't go on. As she strutted out onto the drive of the big house his wealth had brought her, she felt a strange but undeniable pleasure i...
You might think these threesomes with Ricky would hurt my relationship with Jen, but instead we grew closer. Jen was giddy all the time. She had a normal upbringing, if maybe a little conservative because of her religion, so her hookups with a guy not her boyfriend were exciting "break the rules" kind of things for her. From her point of view, yes, she was a...