Welcome to Chapter Nine of my still-developing story, all of which is completely true. This story won't make any sense unless you read the first eight chapters first. Click my profile for the link to those chapters. I love getting feedback from readers- it's what keeps me writing! So please post a comment and let me know what you thought of this :) I'd b...
Raell strode into the pen. She glanced at the bowl and noted that it was in fact completely clean. She then looked at the older slave. He was kneeled, trembling, on his knees. The source of all her attention was coughing up the water he had swallowed the second she had burst in. She went and sat on the kneeling slave. Drake watched Raell sit on Riley, unsu...
Carol was with her best friend Sarah, sharing a lunchtime glass of wine. "It'll be fun, Carol," Sarah urged, not really understanding her friend's apparent reticence. "I don't know..." "I'm telling you the guy they got is supposed to be really good. You know," Sarah said holding her hands an exaggerated eighteen inches apart, "really good." Both women bur...
Everyone in the Collegiate Grill, a favorite campus watering hole, could see that Forest and Dawn were very much in love. When they danced a slow dance, and they never missed one, their bodies fit like clothing. She would rest her head on his shoulder and do something with his ear, either whispering or nibbling. He always had his hands firmly ensconced on he...
"So, Lydia's just like you?" Gerald cocked his head to the side. "Yeah. Apparently, all of those times I poured myself into her; some of it stuck and grew. Now she's... mostly like me." "Bizarre. Have any of the other people you've helped shown this kind of side?" "No. But none have I done so much for as Lydia." "Does that make her a goddess, too?" "No...
Joe paused in the vestibule of the convenience store as he prepared to enter through the noisy automatic doors and into a world which seemed all too boring and familiar. He took a brief moment to study his reflection in the glass, distorted by a thin coat of dust and grime which made him feel even more hideous than he already knew he was. A long sigh of frus...
We approached the room hesitantly. Neither one of us knew what to expect. I mean, we had ideas. We watched porn. Regularly. We've even made some of our own. But, this was a whole different ballgame. He pulled the door open for us, and we walked into a silent room. I looked around alarmed. Had we gotten the address wrong? Then, out of the stillness came a s...
Findlay (Finn) Regan arrived at Logan International in high spirits, having consumed five whiskies during the flight from Gatwick, England, and having patted the pretty Irish cabin attendant called Maeve on the butt to earn a huge smile and she made no attempt to move off quickly. The cheeky-faced Finn was not long out of prison, jailed for 28-days for rid...
It was 8:36 am on a Friday. A long day of work lay ahead of me. I was looking forward to the weekend because, like any working stiff, I don't particularly enjoy work. Even for a former-man-turned-god with the power to alter reality with my will alone, it's rather difficult to find finance and banking super entertaining, especially in a large, impersonal, cor...
When morning came, Candice opened her eyes and rolled over in bed. She had slept the deep sleep of the sexually fulfilled and exhausted. As she laid there, going over the thoughts of the last 24 hours, she was amazed at the direction the time had taken. She had found a true dominant master in Mark, and she knew that Brandon had brought him into their sex lif...