This is the final chapter of A Taste of Slavery, sort of. I'm sure the characters will appear elsewhere at some time, as long as I keep writing BDSM. There is a bit of explanation at the end which I think is enlightening, talking about my writing process somewhat. I think you'll enjoy it. This chapter contains, oral, anal, lesbian, interracial and group sex....
So it had been off to Denny’s where they ate and went back home, where he’d been told someone had pooped in the pool. They’d gone to bed, had some more fun, and Jessie went to sleep. He didn’t; she was a lot sicker than he thought. He wondered if the psychiatrist knew more than he’d shared. Jessie’s comment about semen slurping almost pushed him over the edg...
Author’s Note: Hey everyone! A huge thank you to anyone who read and rated my last story, it was great motivation for me to keep writing. This one, despite bearing the “Blood of Dragons” title, is not a direct continuation; this is going to be an anthology series, all set in the same world, but with different characters each time. I already have a few other...
Readers, the first 2 chapters of this story with a few enhanced events to make it interesting are basically true. Names are changed. The rest of the story is total fiction. There's A Serpent In Every Garden CHAPTER 1 It's been two years since my wife, Regina, decided to take her own life at the age of 44. We had been married twenty six years and had an 18...
I do admit, I've come to like the attention The heavy look in your eyes So break a piece off of my latest obsession A taste of pure paradise - Buzz, Halestorm ### July ### I knelt in front of Jane and pulled the foam earplugs from her tiny ears. "There, the scary noises are over." She yawned and took a small bite of her ice pop, then reached up to Si...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Angel Love for her editing to make this a better story. The car, a long black limousine, had met my train in town. I barely had time to marvel at the quaintness of the small Europea...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 3 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. PLANNING FOR THE WEEKEND The next four days until the Halloween...
Author's note: I wasn't going to continue this but changed my mind. It's meant to take place sometime after Black Swan has finished filming, and it's AU as Natalie isn't pregnant and Laura is still a redhead. * Natalie Portman was used to being nervous. She was sure there were many, many jobs where someone would be more nervous on a regular basis but that...
New York City comes alive in the springtime. In the evenings, in Central Park, walkers and joggers breathe in the perfumed scent of flowering trees. On morning streets the smell of freshly washed pavement dampens the dawn. Winter is just a gray memory. Most animals breed in the spring, and humans are no different. After a long cold winter it feels so good t...
Author's Note: Now that my university obligations are done for the year I should spare more free time for this...'Should' is the key word, I promise nothing. You need to get out of here! Run! You can't stay here! Phil's soul seemingly screamed at him. The moment he locked eyes with the petite figure, a part of him somewhere deep down inside of him wanted n...