Author's note: Please don't get overly upset. This is fiction. If it's not for you that's fine, there's lots of other stuff out there you may prefer. Go have fun. And besides, there's very little here that hasn't already been done, by the patriarchy to women. If this story upsets you, then think about how it's been for women all these years. It's also enti...
I suppose any man would want to have my job, although it isn't all fun and games. I travel about two-hundred days a year, am required to get my reports in on time, and, more often than not, have to endure mental and physical stresses worse than most white-collar jobs. Not that I wear a white collar. In fact, when I'm working, I wear nothing at all. I'm an i...
Vanville is a small college town; small college, small town. The Van part is for vanilla. At least, that is how I viewed it during my four years there. Being a 22 year old freshman with limited funds I needed a job and a place to stay. My guidance counselor was not much help with either so I took a room near the school and continued to look for employment....
After reading some works by anti-porn protestors, I thought they should have some erotica tailored specifically for them. This story has therefore been written to reflect what we all know is really going on when a man and a woman negotiate the boundaries of patriarchal discourse (i.e. have sex). Chuck had had a hard day maintaining the institutionalised opp...
This story contains elements of CFNM, BDSM, authoritative control and family relationships. If any of these elements are likely to cause offence, please skip to another story. It's 2012 and the recently renamed state of the C.F.N.M. Republic has been in existence now for nearly 40 years and public nudity and control of all males has eventually become the...
The problem of Cheryl was raised at one of the teacher's meetings at Clendon All Girls School. "Cheryl is totally unimpressed by any punishments we might hand out," griped the English teacher. "She ignores detentions and she's actually hoping for a suspension, so giving her one would be self-defeating." "She's sitting on the maximum amount of demerit poin...
The explorer stood on the bridge of the spaceship. In deep space, surrounded by constant night, his kind felt most at home. If any earthly eyes could see him right now, they would have thought him one of their own. A six-foot-two, broad-shouldered and muscular man with alabaster skin, long Black hair and icy hazel eyes. Clad in a shiny Black bodysuit which r...
Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story intended for the entertainment of mature adults. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people. Comments and suggestions (and even constructive criticisms) are welcomed. Dear Ann, Have you ever been to a CFNM party?...
I am Selene. I rule the night. I am the Goddess of the Moon, who steers it through the night sky and gives it my own cold light. My brother Helios is more powerful than I, but even he cannot go where I rule. I can be in his sky, where I am pale and weak, but he can never be in mine. He must quit the sky for a space, and then the sky is mine, and I can be a...
So... I'm working on a female-female-male love story for the Ice Era Chronicles called "One Stong Gale." And all the time I'm visiting with my characters, I'm thinking "Yes, but what happened to Murry??" So I had to write on this. HAD TO! I just can't seem to get "One Strong Gale" together unless I take some time to play with Murry and Keltrix. Anywho... h...