"Whazzup!" Sallee Silverclamp exclaimed as she handed Pinter a mug of iced tea. The little Goblin overseer of Nagrand's Steamwheedle Preservation Society smiled with her wild hospitality that had always made Pinter laugh when she established connections here over a month ago. Pinter couldn't resist a little appreciative chuckle as she took the tea mug and si...
+++++ A Demonic Romance in Three Acts. For him and for her. +++++ ACT I I noticed her first when I looked over my shoulder. Black-haired, cloaked in trails of smoke and gorgeous beyond description, the demoness just stood there observing me. I clung to the coffee mug in my hand, which began to shake. I'd been wondering what to do with my life that morn...
It was dark here. Too dark, really. So, she clapped her hands and a rosy pink flashlight appeared in them. She flicked the switch and the light came on, showing the tiny dirt footpath she’d nearly missed in the dark. This was why she hated coming to Hell. All those rumors about Hell being a mass of burning souls were bunk. At least in this area. Satan was...
-Authors Note: a story inspired by an online Role Play that got decidedly steamy between me and a friend. When I mentioned this could be a good short story he said to go ahead. So, to my Drow, thank you!- She waited upon the bed for her master, and mate to join her. He had started out teaching her magic, before their relationship turned deeper, more inti...
The glass slipped out of the hand that was drying it and shattered on the formica floor. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" bawled Tres, "Fuck it backwards, fuck it sideways, fuck it into next week and then fuck it some more!" She headed for the entry way closet, where the vacuum cleaner lived. "You gotta get lai-aid," Nina chanted from the sofa without looking up from h...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2015 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story refers to an older oggbashan story Miranda The Witch but...
Hello once again! I hope everyone enjoys. My continued writing will depend mostly on the responses I get from readers, though I am enjoying the story myself. ^-^ This is a bondage / nonhuman / non consent piece. If you do not care for any of these, I would recommend not reading. ================== Standing blind, eyes covered by a length of opaque black s...
Ch. 11b: Waltz with the Demon's Pet 2 Anna found herself in the same position. She couldn't remember what happened after Ursula had left. She remembered a sharp, intense pain. Then she remembered sharp stings from different part of her skin, probably from the whip. Then she remembered nothing. She was glad that the unconsciousness had rescued her from furth...
Sarah remained close to her two escorts as she emerged from the room she had awakened in. She found herself in a long corridor, her gaze moving round, taking in the details of the Victorian, almost medieval styled interior. The walls, lined with suits of armour, maroon in colour, the carpet a deep red, chandeliers hung from the high ceilings. Veronica glan...
Author's note: It's been a while since I posted, but let me know if you want to see this story continued. Tags include: Futa on male, m-preg, femdom, impregnation and succubus. If any of those aren't you're thing, consider this your warning. ***** Kaleb laid back in his new bed. He had picked up the apartment for next to nothing. The manager said that the...