The genesis of the story is rooted in a classic novel with a similar scene that just didn't go far enough, in my opinion. Consider this story to be set in France or a France-like nation, sometime around the 17th century. That will help explain some of the style choices. It is an initial pass at what could become a longer story. * Bernard was entering the...
Time seemed to stand still, Merrick held his sword in one hand and the symbol of the Circle of Life in the other. He repeated his sacred prayers to fend off the demoness. Her beauty combined with her magic were the weapons he prepared to protect himself against. "No need for that sweet Merrick," her voice was as perfect as her form. "You and I were destined...
"Your husband's eyes light up when we mention your name, Subbu" said the lady, "you have to tell me what you do to make him love you so much." "Do they, Kiran madam?" Subbu was immensely pleased to hear that. "They do without any doubt. How do you manage that?" The questioner was in her early forties. Though plainly dressed, she had the bearing of a per...
A/N: This fic was betaed by Gnome_man and co-written by Ksennin. While you're here, check out some of his other works available on this fine website. * Harley squirmed, wishing she could get just a finger free, but her bonds only drew tighter, tighter. Cutting into her flesh almost painfully, allowing her even less room to move, to even breathe. And as the...
My body seemed to know when the major was around before I did. My nipples got hard before I heard him. My stomach twitched before I smelled him. He didn't try to get me alone again, at least not like that. Perhaps he really did think I was dangerous. He never behaved the least bit inappropriately, except with his eyes. He touched me with them. They burned th...
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I want to meet you out behind battalion after midnight when I'm on staff duty. You can park at the gas station next door and meet me at the benches behind the building. I'll sneak you inside past the staff duty NCO and his runner, and lead you upstairs to the offices. I'd show you the operations shop, and as you take a look around, I'd push you back against...
The Captain suspects. Logically I should tell him before he has to ask. "Commander S'Van to the Captain. May I see you in your ready room Sir?" "Certainly." "Sir, I feel that I must inform you I am entering the first stages of Pon Farr. I am sure you understand the implications." "Of course Commander. Unfortunately we are far from a starbase and our miss...
[You will likely enjoy this story more if you have read the previous instalments. Please do not read further if you are upset by bodily functions. All characters are over 18 years old.] Janet Saunders finally returned to her apartment that evening still reeling from the humiliation of being punished by Principal Crawford in front of a fellow teacher, Vale...
Copyright Oggbashan December 2012 Minor edit December 2013 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 is set in the 1960s, long...