It was mid-1950s America. It was Mrs Reilly's house- one of the finest in Brewer, Minnesota- on a sunny afternoon. Under the chandelier, below the big oil canvas of naughty Cupid being spanked by Venus, in front of an audience of well-attired ladies smoking cigarettes and shrouded in their perfumes, and schoolgirls excited to be witness, the drama was now re...
Welcome to the History story series. These are short stories of characters in different stories I've written. Sometimes they're favorite characters readers want to hear more of so here they are. I hope you enjoy. * * * * * Ulisi was a adventurous child. Each time her tribe moved, she would wander the forest to feel the layout of the land. From a young age...
Note from the Author: Meant as part of an ongoing series (I hope). I want to send a special thanks to Colleen Thomas. Her work in both The Run, and Voices, helped inspire me to work on some of my own Cyber Punk genre experiences, having been a gamer for fifteen years now. I hope that all will see my sincere attempt at flattery. I also want to thank my editor...
Day Five: I watched Emily from behind as we wandered the fields in the late afternoon. We'd left the woods behind us about five miles after we'd left the farm house and we were now walking along in open fields full of wheat that had never been harvested. It was pretty good cover from the road which was only about a hundred yards to our left. Emily wore a r...
The bellboy wrangled a fine piece of ass for Ransome Farrell. Accustomed to dealing with gringo businessmen the kid used one smooth bilingual patter. After suggesting an obligatory bottle of whiskey and setups, the boy seamlessly advanced the likelihood of very compliant female company. Or if the well-tailored guest were so bent, a certain kind of young man...
It was a difficult task to adapt to life living in Freeland. Like those dictatorships which call themselves the "People's Democratic Republic" or suchlike, the name was a little on the inaccurate side. Freeland was technically a democracy, though it's politics were dominated by two political parties which Leah had never really managed to distinguish between....
© 2004 Snooper. All rights reserved. The author has asserted moral rights under sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright Designs and Patents Act 1988. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between any of the characters depicted herein and any real person, living or dead is wholly a matter of Nature imitating Art. From an idea by Ladidarkmoon. Sandra Thie...
Katerina was one of the most beautiful and rich noblewomen in Russia. The single female offspring of the powerful Count Orloff, Katerina learned her lessons in nobility well from her father. Her father, the Count, was at first disappointed in not having a male heir, but eventually accepted that fate had other plans for his line. Realizing that this beautiful...
Hope you enjoy this latest chapter. This one was easier to write, because I've been thinking about these sections for a while. Just wasn't exactly sure where to fit some of these pieces in. I've had one section rattling around in my head for weeks. And yes, before you gnash teeth, I'm already working on the next chapter! My dear lovely partner is frothing fo...
Prestory warning, disclaimers, and dedication first. This story is for adults only. Whatever age your region deems to be old enough to view smut(adult material of a sexual nature), please be that age, at minimum, or come back later. This is written as a present for my great friend Catherine, a gorgeous, intelligent, fun, extremely submissive, cumhungry, peti...