by
unpredictablebijou
on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM
The blade is only sharpened, truly sharpened to a razor edge, on one side. But he does not know that. I move close to him and then suddenly wind myself around him, smoothing my thigh over his erect cock and draping my arms like snakes around his shoulders. He is tall, but so am I. I purr into his ear, and slowly bring the blade point down against his back, p...
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by
unpredictablebijou
on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM
When I was young, I was an axe - bloody, yes, and dangerous, but without subtlety. Even during the times before I was a leader, when I was merely my father's bargaining tool, a decorative toy, I ruled my own bedroom and my slaves with force and cruelty. My wise old tutor would sigh, understanding my anger but trying vainly to teach me that being feared and h...
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by
eriksweden
on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy
This is purely fiction and intended as entertainment. If you are offended by description of interracial sex in a fantasy setting, forced impregnations and such, read no further.
the author can be contacted via the CONTACT tab on his profile.
Vikings
I
-What do you think, have you ever seen such a strange man before?
Disa pushed some blonde strands of ha...
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by
unpredictablebijou
on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM
I tell him,
You will refer to me as My Lady. You will keep your eyes down unless I tell you to look at me. You will remember at all times that I will do exactly as I like with you.
I tell him, you are in a unique position. I will tell you this once, and you may choose to understand it if you wish. You have been given as a gift to me, to seal an alliance...
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by
Alessia Brio
on Sep 15, 2017
Toys & Masturbation
"Hurry up," Chloe urged under her breath. She willed the dark mouth of the lazily spinning baggage carousel to begin spewing her flight's luggage. C'mon! Half an hour had already passed since she disembarked flight 243, non-stop service from Denver to Charleston. Plenty of time! Patience was not her strong suit to begin with, but today the wait was unbearabl...
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by
Maggiebr549
on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy
The day dawned soft and warm, a sweet summer breeze kissed the trees. The carnival was in town and you could smell the burgers and French fries miles away. The happy sound of the carousel drew her to the crowded fairground. Her straw colored hair flipped playfully in the breeze and she hummed as she made her way through the people. The yellow dress slid sedu...
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by
The_Wolff
on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM
Disclaimer: All living and artificial characters, places and companies are figment of the author's imagination. Unfortunately you cannot order a doll from 'Fooka Fikka Pichka' Inc.
Note the tongue? It is firmly planted in cheek.
©2010 Wolffwerks
"Please fuck the shoe slut Sir or Ma'am! I am Dr. Bane's Pichka and I would love to take you to the Night of t...
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by
JMaxwell69
on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy
The room is entirely white except for the sleek stainless steel cameras mounted on white stanchions hanging from white tracts in the ceiling. It is so white that under the harsh stage lighting most of the six assembled candidates have to squint. The candidates have been kept in cages in the dark most of the time for the past day, and this exacerbates their d...
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by
inkytaur
on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman
Midnight.
There were so many stories about midnight. The magic hour, the witching hour. But they were all just stories. Katie was a modern girl, and wisely didn't believe in that kind of thing. Midnight, after all, was just a time on a clock. It was always midnight somewhere.
So when the carnival man had told her not to run the carousel ride after midnight...
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by
Nogrod63
on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman
Something Wicked
An offer to stay at Angie's family getaway cottage in Maine had Ingrid on the road and nearing her destination. She hoped that the turning of the seasons would give her a new perspective and inspiration for her paintings. The cottage was near Seboeis, a little town in Penobscot County, overlooking Seboeis Lake. It was only an hour or so fro...
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