Lyndsay's enthusiasm for becoming my mistress seemed to grow more with each passing day. She threw herself into getting approved as a member of the Vineyard, and then began planning her first visit there with me as her lesbian sex-slave. Since I now had a bodyguard who followed me everywhere, Lyndsay told me we needed to prepare her for my field trips to th...
Author's Note: One more chapter from the smut forge. Some kinkier stuff happening here as the party kicks into full gear - a bit of dom/sub stuff, some pet play and a hint of incest - so if that's not your cup of tea, you have been warned. There's a LOT of sex in this chapter, but I also tried to use it for some character and relationship changes that are oc...
Jessie's POV One Week Later The candle sat in front of me at the table, mocking me with my own failure. I focused, said the words, but my fingers did nothing. Miriam had made it look so easy; she whispered the words and a flame came from her index finger, burning brightly before she extinguished it. "You're thinking too much," she said as she watched m...
The day I died was the best day of my life. A peculiar statement in itself but nevertheless, true. I was walking down a well lit street to the well lit parking garage to retrieve my sensible safe vehicle when the mugger struck. One minute I was walking considering dinner for the night and the next a knife sliced my throat open and left me bleeding to death o...
Shella awoke to a sickening crunching noise and heavy rain rattling the windows of her cabin. "What tha hell?" Shella muttered to herself and she looked out the window. Fierce drops of rain slammed themselves against the glass panes, and Shella could hear the howling of the wind outside shake the panes of glass. "What tha hell?!" Shella exclaimed, and threw...
*** Nobody ever thinks about the people who make stuff happen. Or in this chapter, the ones who keep it all going. 0_o *** -------------------------- Hungary, mid-afternoon They were on the ground, inside the huge cellars under the abbey. It was where Abi's craft sat whenever it wasn't in use here. It was where a lot of the maintenance happened. Ouna st...
It took me four days to fully recover from my winning round on the virtual game show Boundary Busters. My body was unharmed, in fact it was well cared for and rested but somehow the experience I had gone through in my mind, fighting for my life and being repeated raped by huge amphibian monsters, left me feeling exhausted and depressed. I ignored all my me...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Serendipity – 28 Gladys makes her pitch Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This...
*Author's note: The basis for this story comes from something which happened to me last year when I was out on a long bike ride. A very attractive woman who was maybe 10-15 years older than me was in her car flying around a big curve in the road. She saw me and started frantically waving her arms and hollering at me for help so I stopped to see what was goin...
Holly knew that Dr. Grace Penn looked troubled. The blonde monkey-human had just done another complete physical on her, which of course covered every inch of Holly's furry gray body. Grace had, as always, been nothing but professional. She had told Holly exactly what she was going to do and had gotten verbal permission before doing it. The troubled look had...