This text was inspired (with her permission) by the work of u/soft-n-slow of Reddit's r/gonewild. ————— Part 8 Months later Emilia sat at the reference desk. A nerdy-looking sophomore with wild hair and a fairly rubbish attempt at a beard walked up, carrying a large pile of books. "Hi," he muttered, placing them down on the desk. She noted the fairly...
Chapter 17 The Twins Their pussies were as identical as their faces were. "Note:- Before one start reading the "At The Villa" series, you have to read the 2 episodes "On The Boat", Chapters 1 and 2 where Sam was seduced by Olympia, who had the hidden Agenda; followed by "After the Boat Trip. Then it should be followed by "At The Villa" Series. The first s...
~Little Note from Crab~ Hey, Hey, Hey! It's Crab, leave some feedback on what you want to see. I grabbed a bowl with pieces of paper with fetishes to choose from and picked out, so if you want to see something more specific, say so. Got anything to say? Voice it! ~End of Little Note~ I've been stuck in this cold cell for about a day now, or maybe more,...
It was early evening, but still the darkness closed in, the fog swirling oppressively round the street corner. The carriage slowed, and halted outside a terrace of substantial houses. The door swung open, letting in the cold air. Emilia shivered, hunching her shoulders together under her cloak. Her companion, an older woman, perhaps thirty, leant over and wh...
This is my contribution to the Summer lovin' contest 2019. Please remember to vote at the end and thanks for taking the time to read. I hope you'll enjoy my story. A special thanks goes to ThisNameIsntTakenYet for providing excellent help with both grammar and content. Reader advisory: This story contains elements of non-consensual sex -----------------...
Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ****** “Let her win.” Lexa softly but firmly ordered. Clarke linked a few times, unable to believe what she just heard, and then she frowned, “What?” “Clarke, you know I hate to repeat myself.” Lexa reminded her, before sighing and indulging her wife, “You should le...
Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Clarke had almost got used to waking up naked, cold and alone in a cell, but this particular morning she was neither cold or alone. She was still naked and imprisoned, which certainly wasn't great, but finding herself being spooned by an equally naked Lexa almo...
Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Clarke had an almost psychotic smile on her face pretty much throughout every single moment of publicly humiliating her wife Octavia. Perhaps ironically Clarke knew that the worst part of it for Octavia would be being publicly beaten by her. Well, her proud wa...
Author's Note: Hello readers! I was reading over Chapter 1 of my story and saw some things I wanted to edit so the first section you are about to read is the revised version of Chapter 1 cause everything can be made better right? My life's purpose is to make dicks hard and panties wet across planet Earth and I can't do that if readers are confused so please...
GMPM 2016 It was an uncomfortably warm night in Lagos, Nigeria. It had been raining intermittently all day which did nothing to alleviate the humidity. At times the thunderstorm activity which seemed to come and go in waves throughout the area brought down a literal deluge of water upon the city and airport. Perry Voinich just wanted to put the whole place...