This is the second chapter of an on-going story of working with Trista. All feedback is welcomed. Day 3: That morning I was awakened as my phone rang; Trista was calling me telling me it was time to get up. She said that she would be over shortly. I hoped it was to let me out of the chastity device. That moment couldn't come soon enough, and neither coul...
Author's Note: I apologize about the wait everybody! I've got a new job and it doesn't give much time to work on this sort of stuff. Please enjoy party 8! Warning: this chapter is rated a stripperific R and includes, amongst myriad other things, bouncing boobs, jiggling tits, heaving breasts, merry melons, stripping strippers, annoying best friends, swaying...
All persons are 18 or above. ***** "What does a writer of erotic romance do when he has broken his leg in three places, and may expect to be bed ridden in perhaps 6 months? Who can work with such a tiresome scenario." Marc looked at his wife and co-writer Jane, who was also author of the recent best-seller and femdom-novel "The Unmerciful Countess." Ever...
Rick went back to the house after Karen had left to check on his new house guests, he arrived to find that the other men had gone to sleep and the Commander was watching over Iza'ell. She was resting comfortably in his grandparents bed, if they were still alive today they would never believe that aliens were on their old farm. "Commander Dern'ala when the o...
(Right so this was a story I started a long time ago but deleted because it wasn't written that well. However, after all this time, I feel I've improved and honestly miss this story so I'm bringing it back! Hope you all like it!) The Fantaverse is the newest virtual reality device that always the user to enter any universe. Whether that be from novels, telev...
Warning: this chapter features boobs, breasts in tight spaces, tits, falling skirts, contrived coincidences dicks, swaps of all kinds, menageries of mismatched parts, body swaps, dog parks, last chances, machine gun swapping, final decisions, impossible choices, a last chance for revenge, a last chance to set things right, and a clock slowly ticking down....
She could hear the 'clok' of the guard's boot-heels on the stone floor as he approached her cell. With a squeal of metal, her cell door swung open and a hooded man entered carried large manacles. "It is time, Princess." He said as he clasped her hands in front and shackled them, leading her out into the corridor. As they climbed further and further from the...
I had woken about five and had plenty of time to prepare Jennifer's oatmeal as well as clean up the cooking dishes. Jennifer came down wearing a pencil skirt with a business jacket. She carried the folder from the night before with another piece of paper over it. She sat down to eat while I waited in the kitchen and said, "Come over here and kneel on the flo...
"Did you get the incubator?" Sophia asked. "It's right here!" Ava was holding the device. "I'm all set." "Good luck out there!" Sophia said, without turning away from her computer. Ava walked out of the door into her ship, and set course to the alien planet. The girl was a young biologist working to take care of endangered species. Her boss, Sophia, sent...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. *** It was a cold and stormy night, rain pelted the windows from what seemed like every direction. Michael, a man of twenty years old lay on his living room couch staring up at the dusty ceiling fan, lost in thought. It had only been a month since his parents had kicked him out o...