Briel -- The Repercussion White flakes silently floated wistfully down from the bright night sky until it was melted into oblivion by a heated red light. Warning red circled with piercing white flashing the surrounding houses. The quiet neighborhood was happy and cheerful as Santas perched on snowcapped roofs, evergreen garlands draped over houses topped...
This story is about one incredible night I had five years ago in New York City. It is still hard for me to believe that evening unfolded the way it did, but it remains one of my most prized memories and a constant source of fantasy for me. This story is about Sophie. My name is Steven. I own a commercial furniture company in Hartford, Connecticut and have l...
Iliara and Cyra had camped outside the only entrance to Gauntlgrym they knew of. There were signs of a camp and combat, and they both had a strong feeling that Lura and Hammer had been here. They were both skilled enough in the wilderness to recognize footprints, even a few days old, and Iliara identified Hammer's massive footprint easily. So they camped in...
It was 5.40 pm on Friday and, as agreed, Peter Redman arrived at church to meet Father Ambrose. Peter believed it was to receive marriage guidance from Father Ambrose, but the evil Father had other ideas. Degenerate ideas which involved Peter helplessly watching his wife get fucked by the Holy man's giant cock. When Peter arrived, the church was empty. He...
Thomas Smith and Genevieve, daughter of Louis the Innkeeper, were married under the spreading oak tree on an early spring day just after the second plowing. The weather had held, bright and clear, until midway through Father Liam's benediction. He had been in the middle of the sentence "Fruit of their loins-"when a tremendous clap of thunder drowned him out....
Everybody thought I was insane when I accepted the job as the private tutor of 8-year old Ahmed. His mother had been a beautiful Englishwoman who died in childbirth and now his father thought it was time for Ahmed to learn English and start getting prepared for Eton. I didn’t know much about their country and I didn’t speak their language, but I was desperat...
A fine shiver raced up Kat's spine, and she knew it was more from the darkness that clung to the curves of the hiking trail than the autumn air that was far too cool for the Capri yoga pants and cropped tank that was her running outfit. Overhead, Spanish moss draped from the boughs of ancient trees, casting shifting shadows, and she questioned once more the...
It had been sometime since my beautiful mistress had placed a collar around my neck and that of my new 'sister' Sarah. I had effectively given up my work, however the money raised by an app I had created kept nicely filling my bank account as I toiled for Hilary as an unpaid stable hand and slave. You see I was no longer Claire Fullerton, systems analyst an...
"What kind of a name is Zineb Jabrane?" Jamaican Defense Force Corporal Jacobson Abrahams asked wryly, a big grin on his handsome face, as he sat across from me. I looked at the handsome young Jamaican guy and shrugged. Truth be told, I thought Jacobson Abrahams was an odd name for a black man. Most of the ones I knew back in my hometown of Marrakesh had eth...
THE WELCOMING COMMITTEE I never thought I would marry a preacher, but Betty was something special. She preached, ministered, pastor-ed and kicked ass for her church, and somehow was able to keep me satisfied in the sack, which after my divorce, was something I never thought I could say about any individual. But she convinced me it may be possible to be happ...