3:00 pm 12/16/15 - Present day My name is Christine, and I'm a 30-year-old high school teacher with a very interesting tale to tell. I'm a sex slave to a computer. But to fully understand what brought me to this moment, I need to start from the beginning. I grew up an only child in a farmhouse. It's not that my parents were farmers they just wanted the so...
Female led relationship, FLR is becoming the common, accepted life style. Girls are born with a natural instinct to be care givers and mothers which in a way makes them natural leaders. Boys on the other hand, come into the world as wild animals. They have to be domesticated. In their formidable years their mothers domesticate them by giving them spankings...
The Entity was old. It was older than the idea of names and therefore had none. It existed and that was all it cared about. It had been trapped in a place beyond places, but at last it was free. It had no knowledge of how it came to be free once more, but it cared not. That it was free again after countless eons was knowledge enough. It explored the new co...
1. LUNCH WITH THE GOVERNOR. I sat down at the elegant table, trying to be ladylike with the best manners I could muster. The Governor of Alabama was talking to me, but I was hardly aware of a word he said. I took a deep breath, trying to relax, but it didn't help. The Governor was so very handsome. His Old Spice aftershave was strong but underneath I could...
It is year 2607, and Earth celebrates its 503rd anniversary of the Elder's invasion. It was five hundred and two years ago that the fate of man was sealed with the defeat of the Legacy Galactic Fleet at Mars. The Fleet served as the last barrier between the Elders and Earth. The space war lasted for a year; man was not prepared to fight a battle for such a l...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** The Breeding Stocks Morgan huffed in the breeding...
A Scrapbook of the Rise of Female Dominance & Mandatory Male Chastity Forward Depending on your perception, this work is either a fictional description of a world that might be, (should be?), or a slice of personal historical recollections and observations sent back from that future. Perhaps it is both at the same time. In any event, it is dedicated to th...
I fairly leapt out of my bed. I couldn't accept the idea that last night's ghostly visitation actually occurred. Yet the proof was indisputable; my whole body was cleanly shaven and there were little hickies in various places where spectral lips and teeth had explored my skin. I went to the bathroom and stood in the shower, not knowing what I should do next....
"Oh, yeah, fuck me! Deeper, baby, yeah!" The couple were hotly engaged with one another, and as they were fucking the woman's cries seemed to echo in the whole 47 stores high apartment building. The woman was named Alexia and the men ramming her up against the giant glass window was her husband. She had welcomed him from late work in a complete red linger...
A smooth silk scarf was tied around both her wrists, not too tight but tight enough that she couldn't get free. Paul had tied that scarf to the bed head. She was naked, totally vulnerable to him. He had a smile on him like a Cheshire cat. He moved further down the bed and spread her legs as far as they would go and tied her ankles to the end corners of the b...