Disclaimer: Like all lit stories this one would fit in multiple categories. This story has sexy tattooed girls, exhibitionism, and lots of light bondage. If those aren't your thing, stop now and find another story. Also, this story is a lot darker than I usually write and the characters will piss you off. They have few redeeming qualities. In fact, if you ar...
Chapter Nineteen – Mina. There is no bay as beautiful as the Gulf of Naples. No sea is as transparent yet sparkling with all imaginable shades of blue and green. No coastline has been shaped as elegantly, nor wrapped as graciously in robes of emerald pines and soaring cypresses. They form a sea of green, capped by the hazy pyramid of dormant Vesuvius. Fa...
The hostess at the front counter of the Dahlia is always the most modestly dressed woman in the place. Tonight, she chose an elegant red silk qipao patterned with white cherry blossoms, and took the time to pin up her hair in an elaborate chignon. When a man first enters the Dahlia, the hostess is the first woman he sees, and she knows how to scare off the r...
5:03 I'd made it to Saturday. My feelings were conflicted. The time loop had been soul-crushing at times, it could make everything seem pointless. It was a lot like purgatory. But in some ways, I was quite thankful to have been caught in it. Besides the obvious- averting millions of deaths, I thought I was coming out the other side better for the experien...
"May I have your attention please?" Ashley shouted into the microphone. She waited a few moments until the crowd began to settle and then looked behind her to see Olga and her boys make last minute adjustments to their ballet outfits as they stood patiently at the door of the tent. Having received a nod of the head from Olga that the dwarfs were ready to per...
(If you've read the "Jen and Me" tales, the events portrayed here actually occurred the weekend following the "Marisa move".) * * * * * My wife Cheryl was quite excited by the idea of our seducing one of her best friends, Denise. For a week we'd been discussing ideas while in bed each evening, and each time she would get seriously worked up. She had nickna...
Hi everyone! Finally, I've managed to churn out this last chapter! Believe it or not, I wrote it all in two days. The inspiration just kept on flowing so let's hope it stays that way! And to thank all of you for your endless support and encouragement, I've started writing the sequel and the first chapter should be out very soon. Chapter 14 "Archangel And...
Prologue. "Damn writer's block! Damn it to hell!" I sat before my lap top in the large dining room waiting for inspiration. There was nothing. A hundred times, or so it seemed, I had begun to tap in words, and then deleted them. "Rubbish, all bloody rubbish," I silently wailed. "I'll never be able to write another story, ever." Chapter 1.The Mountain Hid...
Author's note: This quasi-historical fiction includes ambition, buggery and thuggery, scarification, and betrayal. All sex involves humans aged 18+. For readers' convenience, non-Anglish language speech and signals are presented in loose Anglish translation. ** THE GIRL It was unintentional. Quintilla had not set out to become a villainous queen. It just s...
Two days had passed in the Dark Elf Town. Celedwin enjoyed the public bondage, and the Dark Elves' strange, sexually addicted symbiosis with humans. A philosopher said that the perfect parasite improves its host. She wondered if this fit these monsters. -Back at Centaur's Heart, rooftop.- The tavern Celedwin stayed in had a new, modern roof made of concre...