"Contact Cullen. Have him find out where Rayn lives from her sister." Thane pushed himself to his feet and moved out of the elevator. His over stimulated senses needed the break. "Then you're on stake out detail." Phone in hand, Cael questioned, "Is there anything in particular I'm on the lookout for?" Thane drew in a ragged breath. His body was his again,...
Warning this story contains scenes of rape, bondage, female domination and men being denied orgasm. You have been warned. * "Mayday, Mayday. This is Commander Craven of the Starfighter X32. Hull breach; require emergency assistance in sector 85k94," the message rang out over the emergency receiver. Captain Belle checked her scanners. This was in her area a...
"It's time we found camp, Kitten." Gogh could see Vara's shoulder had long since been slumping. She was stumbling, which was unusual for the agile elf. "You are going to fall over." Vara wanted to argue. The noble-elf pride in her tried to force her to argue, but she couldn't work up the heat for it. She was tired, her legs were shaking, and the last fifty...
This story is about something that happened to my wife April that changed our lives. April is a small woman just five feet four inches tall and one hundred pounds soaking wet with red hair and a thirty six c-cup chest. She looks very young for her age of 35 and works out on a regular basis at a club near her work. April I had noticed on a few occasions had...
Memoirs of Kitty Siam – General Failure. I did my best to entice my Prince to play some more but unfortunately I had worn out the majestic Royal penis. I have to confess that I too was a bit worn too but not out of the game. I was tempted to ask if I could borrow a whip so I could go down to the dungeon to play naughty jailer with Yashu and the other prison...
The Sylvan Elf huntress stirred from her rest. A silent, painted shamaness brought the daily offering of water scented with irises and fresh jeth-tree sap. The deep bowl was proffered through the leaf-shaped flap to the huntress' simple abode, high in the mist-shrouded trees. The huntress awoke. She was powerfully built and dusky-skinned, the muscles of he...
Foreword These stories are based in Australia and written in the idiom the characters would use. Some issues in language variations I anticipated and built translations into my narrative. Others have caught me by surprise especially in their intensity. Generally, the intended meaning will be clear from the context if you don't cling too tightly to your us...
"Harry, you can't come and get me." I sighed into the phone, while rubbing a clear patch on the fogging window to look at the near white-out conditions. "You're not listening. I'm on a city bus and it's stuck in the snow. This blizzard is the crown jewel in a winter that's like the start of a new ice age." I waited a minute while my brother ranted. I looked...
Polly Tarantella hadn't always been the great custodian of Crystal Passion's legacy nor always the music's greatest champion. In fact, I first heard of her when Olivia—one of the few original band-members I still keep in touch with—e-mailed me a link to a Rock Music website I'd never have discovered otherwise in which Polly Tarantella lambasted Crystal Passi...
Kate was tired and frustrated as she wandered through the market place. She didn't really want anything nor did she really need either. But when her sister had said she was coming to town, Kate had decided to tag along. Yet everywhere she looked, it appeared that all of the street vendors were selling the same items. Turning to speak to her sister, Kate was...