This novella, like several of my other stories ("Julia and Mr. Page," "Slave Girl Emily," "Pipit," and "Kitten and the Wolf," to put them in chronological order) is set in a fictional circle of BDSM practitioners in New York. It is not necessary to read the other stories to enjoy this one, which is designed to stand on its own. If you like this and decide to...
CHAPTER 1 The office party was pretty tame. No babe threatening to strip or a couple not unable to wait to reach broom cupboard. Just people in groups, chatting and some looking bored. The music started and two pairs of women, probably not gays but who knows these days, began dancing, guys looking at them, minds ticking. "Ryan are you thinking of dancing?"...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
It was on the final day of the conference that I drank too much with my 'conference friend', Liesel. We were both aged in our forties, with careers in workplace health and safety, and we'd found ourselves at a three day event in a tiny beach town in North Queensland partially out of a desire to increase our professional knowledge, and largely out of a desire...
Author's Note: A warm 'thank you' to my fantastic beta, Laura, without whom this part in the series would not exist. She advocated for character growth, and so Celine has become one of my most fleshed-out characters. This isn't a story for the strokers, but there is sex. Special shoutout to Spyauth: sorry about the H in Aston Martin. Hope you all enjoy....
This story was inspired by "THE FINE" a song/YouTube video by Young Scrolls. I'm pretty sure this is the longest thing I've ever written, but... it's weird. It's really meta, as well. I can't remember writing a lot of this, even though it's been the only thing I've done for a few weeks. It can also be taken as a metaphor of my writing thus far. I realized th...
"What would a monster do with a core?" I asked, and Casey blinked several times, her eyes flicking between the Kobalt, and my own concerned gaze. "I- I don't know," she answered, apparently as flabbergasted by the development as I was. I turned to Gisela. "Do monsters ever do that?" I asked, and the girl quickly shook her head. "It is not within my under...
Chapter 11 – The Dragon's Child "The dark pulse of magic pounded against corroded veins, throwing vestigial light over the gaping abyss of the shattered city, rent stone and broken men. Born to the shell of a human laid the soul of the only agent powerful enough to challenge the gods themselves; the small and the great alike took notice as it slithered thr...
My flushed face was buried in the pillow and I felt his warm hands rest on my bottom. "Reach back and spread your cheeks for me Alex," said Steve. I did so. The reason I was on my hands and knees on a hotel bed exposing myself to a colleague from work was a really strange story that no one is ever going to believe. My name is Alexa and I'm a 27 year old m...
As we headed back to the main group, and walked past the geisterung graveyard, Casey came running towards me. "Is it over?" she asked, and I nodded, as I took a look around. "We'll need to collect these cores," I said, and Casey nodded in agreement. "How's Nolan?" "Healed, but resting. Accelerated healing like that really does a number on your core." Com...