Before I start I want to give shoutouts to Tex from writing.com, along with all those who added to said interactive that this branches off from. *Potential Trigger Warning* ALL DEPICTED CHARACTERS ARE 18 YEARS OR OLDER Also be prepared, as I tend to switch from first to second person when describing environments, just live with it. You are Davey, a 19 year o...
/ /Author's Note: This story, Terrible Company, is sprawling sword-and-sorcery fantasy satire with a diverse cast of characters. Over its many chapters, those characters will have interactions (both with each other and others) that cross many of the lines that exist between Lit genres. I have come to believe that breaking the story into those different categ...
With thanks to my editors, Alianath Iriad and Lastman416, who saved me from quite a few errors. The end result is much better than it would have been otherwise. This story is dedicated to Deadduck, if he's still out there. ***** - "Daniel!" My mother's voice carried - down the stairs, through the closed door of my bedroom. She had powerful lungs. "Don't...
You know, I'm not exactly sure if I'm lucky or I was cursed by the devil itself, now, don't take it wrong, I know this would be a wet dream for any guy or girl out there, I'm just saying that things have been really wild for some time and I don't have any time for rest since a couple of weeks ago. Anyway, this whole story will sound like something out of a f...
Molly sat down gingerly in her office chair. Nothing was hurt but the four inch long by one inch in diameter, metal butt plug in her ass gave her jolts of pleasure if she moved too fast or sat down wrong. Normally the pleasure wasn't a problem but today wasn't normal by a long shot. Meetings were being called where and when no meetings had ever been called b...
I knew that today was going to be a very strange day. My Mistress had ordered me to spend some time "punishing" my Test Coordinators (or face dire, but unspecified, consequences). I wasn't too sure why I'd be punishing them. Yes, they had given me some somewhat onerous tasks to perform and document, but that was, I thought, their job. Oh well, ours is not to...
This story has been inspired by two of Britain's greatest glamour models, but is entirely fictional. Security guard Dave Rivers yawned. It was proving to be a remarkably long day and he would be pleased when he could finish up and go home. It had been one of the slowest days he could remember and he was keeping his eyes open only with some difficulty. That...
It was the most intense, most emotionally powerful kiss of my life. We might not have gotten many points for technique, and it wasn't especially passionate. We were both a little too tentative. But my knees were shaking, and I could feel Simran trembling, as well. I held her in my arms, afterwards, almost unable to believe that she was there. Finally. This...
You are a high end programming lead at a massive technology company that provides entertainment media to the buying public. You are tasked with cleaning up the programming code on a new headset remote control. State of the art tech has gone into this thing, allowing voice control, and it can detect eye movements and some mental suggestion. It isn’t in your m...
My story actually begins with a ballet teacher named Ms. Mixon. I was never interested in ballet, however my mother insisted that I learn, so she sent me to classes for six years. My mother hoped that; if she forced me to go; eventually I would learn to love the ballet. It was a bold plan, but one that failed. After six years of stretching, foot positions,...