WARNING: This story involves scenes of graphic sex including reluctance, seduction, mind-control, fornication, breastfeeding and anal. If that is not what you are looking for don't read on. All sexual acts depicted in the story are committed by human adults over eighteen years old. This story is fantasy written as from days of old and uses old terminology f...
Author's Note: Okay this is a pretty hefty story. It's definitely not your one and done stroker type. I chose not to chapter this tale, as it's intended to be an individual portion of a larger series of related stories. They'll linked by the setting, but spanning multiple categories with a variety of characters and their own stories. There's quite a bit of...
CHAPTER 6 -- TRAINING A NEW SLAVE The caravan of Governor Glaoui was preparing to leave Casablanca for the oasis of Ouarzazate. Among the many retainers and servants mounted on donkeys and camels, the Governor's elaborate wagon stood out as a touch of luxury. Next to it in magnificence was a gilded wagon, painted with red and blue decorations, and closely c...
Susan O'Malley was never much of a housekeeper. She was, however, the best at dominating men, and women, young and old, delighting in bending them to her ways, usually a process that involved forcing them to drink her hot piss. Not usually - always. She loved exploiting the weaknesses of others. It played to her sexually controlling nature. Today, for exa...
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: What follows is a very nasty story about sexual domination of one sexy granny by another, and it has scenes of golden showers, ass licking, fart smelling and other variables that some may not like. If you don't, do NOT read further and then complain you hated the story. There are ample opportunities to find what you like elsewhere on this won...
The Trent and Nick had left the Porsche back at Greystone Manor when they had gone for supplies the night before. It was a good two hour trek back to the Range Rover by the time they reached the SUV Tianna wanted to drop. Her rapid healing had taken a great deal of energy and it took all her strength just to stand up straight. She did so, further sapping her...
Night fell, bathing the South Dakotan landscape in eerie darkness. Freshly fallen snow littered the land, blanketing nearly everything. It was cold that night, even for that part of used to be the United States of America. The country no longer existed, just like most of the world's nations. To have a country, one needs land, population and government. Two o...
Preamble: Cloudberry Chronicles is an erotic web series that follows the eponymous adventures of Cloudberry, an elf on a mission to save her homeland and bring peace. It predominantly features lesbian, pansexual and polyamorous characters who are both cis and trans for your reading pleasure. It contains scenes of mild peril and fantasy scenarios where coerc...
Day 2 The doorbell went again early the next morning. "Hi Anne." "Morning," she replied sombrely. "You decided to come back then." "Well, you are clearly one disgusting, dirty old pervert who has no business being a college professor, but I need the money. Simple as that." "What you say is most probably true Anne. I am a dirty old pervert and my fetis...
The Thalmor Embassy – Haafingar Hold Elenwen sat in a silk robe, in front of the roaring fire, in the sitting room of her quarters. She was enjoying a cup of tea as she examined the records that Graylock had assembled on the Dragonborn. The file sat in a leather folder on a table to her left. She drained the cup and set it and its accompanying platter on t...