I know I took this down a few months ago but I've been working on the chapters to straighten out as much of the bs that I can. The Hunters are almost relatives to me and I would like to keep them as pure as possible. Anyway, I hope that you will find these chapters a bit easier to read and not quite so pheowy. Thanks and take care! Chapter One The sound of...
Author's Note: This story was inspired by a friend with a particular interest in Clothed-Male-Naked-Female erotica and a 3rd degree blackbelt in Judo. She likes dominating her husband and others using her martial arts skills and it gives her sexual pleasure to do so. She asked me to write a story for her and what follows is the first of many. If this is well...
Alice could hear that familiar clock ticking again and it was getting louder. Tick, tock, tick, tock. Every hour, every minute, every second, she could hear it. When she was in the shower, when she was biking to work, when she was trying to eat the dinner she made (meaning heating up some crappy microwave dinner) and it was especially loud when she was s...
"So just cut off his dick." Elin giggled. "Yeah, right, like Lorena Bobbitt did to her husband. I have a little surprise for him for Valentine's Day." "What?" "You'll see." "Please tell me!" Josefin begged. "I will tell you this, sweet sis, I'm going to humiliate him like he humiliated me." Elin began to sing "Taming the Tiger" by Joni Mitchell. "No, ma...
My hands were dug deep into my jeans pockets and my head was tucked into my chest to avoid the worst of the chill wind that was blowing across the fields to my right as I walked up the steep hill towards our house. During the day I would have had some cover by walking up the backstreet but Dad locked the yard gate at 9pm 'in case of burglars.' Who would want...
(In which Inara must teach two more and meets her master.) As Inara groggily awoke, she became aware of the presence of two men standing over her. She kept her eyes shut and assessed her situation. The companion was lying on her back on some kind of bed with her wrists bound with what felt like plastic zip ties. Her legs were bent and from the cool air on t...
(Thanks to Jen Lit Girl for the edit.) In hindsight, like all stupid ideas it seemed like a good one at the time; but then, so did the Tuskegee experiments. "If you could do it to poor niggers, spics, and retards you can do it to anyone," so the head of the Project said. Of course he was the type of person to say those things. He came from a long line o...
It was the first evening of our holiday, two weeks away on the continent, staging half way at our friend's house in the north of France. It had been a long day, overnight on the ferry, we had disembarked at 7.00 am and four hours later we were driving down the narrow track to Monique's house in the deepest French countryside. After the usual welcome feast...
(This is the sequel to "Roger that, Scotsquatch" subtitled "The Man Who Thought he was Woman, 'er I mean Ape") Several months after our initial encounter with Roger the Scotsquatch, Caitlin and I decided it was time for a return trip to the woods. It wasn't just about the sex. We developed a strategic business plan to become rich and famous. Caitlin, quite...
Getting what she wants isn't always the best thing that can happen to a woman. So I thought as I sat on a plane winging its way to Venezuela. A major weapons exposition would start three days from now, and Deimos had won the right to present their wares first. The week-long trip meant instant promotion for my husband Dave, and a week alone with our three bo...