Twenty-one cloaked figures stand in a circle, twenty of them wears dark red cloaks and one of them is clad in a black one. They chant in an unknown language and in complete disorder. All of them says the same thing, the same poem that they all learned by heart and repeated oh soo many times already, yet you can not hear anything even resembling syncron or or...
A figure ran among the shadows of Bree, to the residents of the area, he was known as strider. He had been in the town for a while, Gandalf had warned him about shady characters running around Bree, and he worried that some of the residents of the town had fallen under the influence of the shadow. He snuck from building to building, always staying in the sha...
Welcome! Tonight we have a story of fantasy and perversion. Let's us begin. We enter the town of Elfsprings within the rule of the Unholy Empire. The people within this town were peaceful and happy. But that was only during the daytime. At night it would turn dangerous and perverted. Any innocent people out at this time could get killed or raped. Now we go s...
The sun was sinking into the western horizon; Mike was leaning back into the sand occasionally sipping his Bahama Momma. Cerelia was lying down on the beach asleep, completely exhausted from playing in the surf most of the day. It had been fairly easy textbook landing, no one even noticed them land the fighter. After landing they walked towards downtown Hami...
You come from a religious family. You have religious parents. You’re not sure about the whole thing yourself but you were raised to believe. To be honest you were always kind of skeptical about the idea of a higher power described in those old books. Especially after reading through many of the passages yourself. That is until the day you discovered somethin...
Stan and Julie did not own enough chairs. They had, once, but the fourth to their dining room set had broken one night early during their marriage when they came home stumbling drunk. They did own a spare barstool, though. Stan sat on it beside the table, his legs splayed out and his cock and balls jutting forward obscenely. The three women eating breakfast...
When the phone woke Sara at 7:08 am on a Saturday morning, she had no idea that one of the most difficult days of her life was about to begin. She didn't even bother checking the caller ID when she answered. "This is important I hope," she said to whoever was calling. "Is this Detective Delaney?" a man with a thick British accent asked. "Speaking." "Yo...
Greetings, dear readers. I would like to invite you on a journey into the darkest heart of humanity. You're going to see all sorts of wonders, and horrors. It's not for the faint of heart. If you are the sort of man or woman who faints during horror movies or gets goose bumps, then I suggest you leave. If not, stick around and enjoy the show. I guarantee tha...
***Natasha and I have entered the secret halls of the Cult of the Cock; we have been captured by the high priestesses of the cult, twelve shemale goddesses. Meanwhile, Amira is in the Chamber of Pain for having lead us here.*** "Since the beginning of civilisation, we have lived out of sight in these sacred halls. While the world of men was waging war and d...
All characters in this story are aged 18 or over at the time of the action. This story contains elements of BDSM, fetish and incest; and if you don't like these ideas, please read no further. To be perfectly honest, I couldn't decide which of those categories to submit the story, but as it is almost entirely about submission, BDSM seemed the logical place....