A single, lonely road divided through the dark forest of Notzuchtwald, and on that single, lonely road travelled a single, lonely horse-drawn carriage. Most travelers went to great pains to avoid the dark tangled labyrinth that was Notzuchtwald, for it was a famous haunt of bandits, outlaws, and (if superstition was to be believed) of vampires and ogres. Onl...
I have a whole series of these stories written. They work pretty well as stand alone stories, all revolving around Tucker Sims and his porn studio, but some things will make more sense if you read them in the order they were posted. I hope you enjoy them. As usual, the people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ——————— Ginger and th...
An autocratic and abusive office manager, known by all who work under her as "The Mad Bitch," is retrained during a weekend "Wilderness Bonding Experience" and turned into a submissive slave, lily. Slave lily is a natural-born pain-slut, so this story- eventually- gets to a lot of pain and humiliation. If that isn't your preferred genre, you might want to s...
(Fictional story about fictional characters) *** Leonard and Penny were on their way home from dropping his roommate Dr. Sheldon Cooper off at the airport. Sheldon had been forced by CalTech to use some of his accrued vacation time, so he had decided to fly back to Texas to visit his family (especially his beloved MeeMaw) during the holiday season. Penny a...
Gwen awoke with a start and looked around the room groggily. Finding herself on her shabby little brown couch for the second morning in a row, Gwen decided that needed to figure out a solution for her little "Neighbor Problem". She reflected on the previous evening, from throwing out Steve just because he had wanted her (even though she had wanted him too),...
On the surface the two couples were more similar than different. They were stereotypical middle class white folks in the suburbs. Yvette and Mark were a few years younger. Colin and Allison were a little taller. Other than that, all four of them were in jeans, all four drank domestic beer in bottles, and none of them smoked openly but now all stunk of tobacc...
I can hardly remember the drive home. I must have been operating on some kind of autopilot. My mind was in a daze, barely comprehending what had just happened. I showered and went to bed. In the morning everything seemed normal. Apart from the ache in my left nipple and nether regions. I could barely bring myself to look at my piercings in the mirror as I...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work. To my friend Roy, this is for you. ****************** Los Angeles, California A soft breeze of the spring wind rustled down below beneath the open...
iBod - A Life Changing Music Player by moonpotrz/potrzebie Aaron swore as his music player failed to obey him on his fifth attempt at a reboot. The thing still briefly displayed a mocking, X-eyed, sad face and promptly shut off. He was a bit obsessive about his music, and losing this crucial piece of technology put him at quite a loss. There would be no qu...
“Good morning, my, little, ray of sunshine!” The chubby, Italian restaurant owner, said, as he entered the newsagent shop, that I work in. “How are you this morning?” “Fine,” I replied, smiling, as I folded his newspaper and took a packet of his usual cigarettes from the shelf. I looked forward to Tullio’s visits, each day, he was a happy man, mid forties,...