[Hi, sorry for the long delay, I moved house and didn't have much free time.] Interlude: The small jury The truly minor cases of day concluded, it was time to convene the intermediate court. The next cases concerned more serious matters or accusations and therefore called for the use of the small jury. At the same time, this was the first day the new jury...
It was an honor to be chosen as a "breeder". After a all-inclusive series of psychological and physical testing only one out of ten applicants were selected. A breeder's duty was to be a surrogate mother for wealthy couples children where the wife was unable to conceive. For her services the breeder would be looked after during her confinement and receive a...
VOYAGER UNCENSORED # 6: "24/Seven", Part II My name is toilet. The girl named Sabine d'Aucourt is no more. This is the story of how I came to be the ultimate human toilet for my Mistress, Seven of Nine... ***** Diary of a toilet Month 1 "My New Identity" ***** Despite Seven's instructions, I found that I could not suddenly give up eating real food and...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Chapter Three - Tunnel Penelope awoke on Saturday morning and after she had showered and recovered enough from her hangover she sent Brin Longmire a text to which she got no response. She had a busy day packing up and moving into her new apartment so she didn't really care that he didn't respond. She moved her stuff into her pokey little apartment which was...
Festival Refuge Copyright Oggbashan August 2020 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. +++ It was the early 1960s. The three of us, Ge...
Keila sauntered through the bar with an easy grace, savoring the smell of cheap booze on the air mixed with smoke so thick it actually hung in front of the dim lights in a haze. It was a cheap, tacky dive, just her kind of place--well, it would be, wouldn't it? She wondered how the other patrons saw it. She eyed the men and women sitting at public tables, e...
Our subject has been hired as an assistant at the State Nymphomania Clinic. After fucking a leaving patient he is being taken for assessment and testing. Nurse Flinyard's high heels clicked on the floor. Her little bottom squirmed deliciously under the tiny skirt as he followed obediently, his cock slowly rising from his naked body. 'In here. Now lie on th...
This is my first submission to Literotica! My story has distinctive references to the game Dragon Age Origins, but you don't have to know it as I only borrowed names and places and not the complete plot. Please rate and comment! I would hate to waste your time, so know that this story takes its time and this first part has no sex scenes. My focus on these...
Note: Names used here are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to living or deceased persons is entirely unintended and coincidental. Some of the place names are fictional. *** Along the coast of Scotland's far northern reaches, the Highlands meet the North Sea along a series of spectacular cliffs. Despite their beauty, they don't command much tourist atte...