Chapter 21: Baptism Author's preface: Like all the story thus far, I would like to point out this is pure fantasy. It does however draw on an encounter I once had with a young Mormon elder. If you are likely to be offended by depraved corruption of someone with religious faith please do not read on. The real experience did not go a fraction as far; but...
For the backstory, read the 60000 word Theo: Blood Angel of Lescatie for a story of monstergirl sex and war. https://www.literotica.com/s/theo-the-blood-angel-of-lescatie ...Another rainy day. Dark clouds are already over you. You took refuge in the woods, the rain battering the leaves of endless forests. You keep running, thinking you saw a fox. The endl...
Session 2 - The Enemy As soon as she received the 'all clear' message Agent Fox finished typing her update and stood up, stretching her muscles out. There was little to report, but there was little that she could do until Martin was stabilized. She frowned at her muscles; they shouldn't be so cramped after this. She had to keep going, and it was likely that...
Starkly threw back the door that lead to the bunks of the crew. The hag was there bent over a battered sea chest. Her wrists were bound behind her back and two seamen were pummeling her fore and aft like a child's seesaw. One would slam into her pussy and drive her gaping mouth onto the shaft of the other sailor. The woman looked wretched in distress as her...
The Girl was gone again. From her bed of clean sheets, she fell into the mattress, swallowed into memories past with a foreboding gulp. The Man was there, and the Woman. Their voices rang off the walls and drifted up to the Girl's ears in a roaring song of battle. The Girl shivered in her bed and wrapped her arms round her body. Sleep, she thought to hers...
With claws digging into the desk, a frustrating groan filling the room, Jynx was leaning over his desk. It was becoming a problematic task to complete his work, hazy eyes wanting to flutter closed for a short while. In retrospect, it wasn't completely his fault... ...maybe a little bit. Ever since the event within the warehouse, the wolf and fennec tried...
Fox-Janner was livid as a matronly woman occupied Miles Dunton's seat, and a very stern looking large and buxom woman with glasses, every inch the strict schoolmistress, sat in place of the diminutive Marlon Baker; though concerned by Clyde Wilson's absence, he was relieved when the seat remained empty. The remaining males gawped at the two new women; their...
| Chapter twenty -- Class is now in session | The jumpscare of the wolf opening the closet door caught Oliver off-guard, with the confusion quickly being taken over by curiosity. Alarm bells were ringing in the head of the goat, who knew what Damian could and would do to his state of mind, but his eyes were magnetized to the crystal. The anxiety from the ne...
It was a wintry and cold Chicago night. I parked my BMW in front of a nightclub and went in. I had my suit on covered in a waistcoat. Inside thumping music pierced the winter cold. I took a seat and placed my hat on the table. The waiter then brought over some cognac. I sat back sipping on it and observing the nightclub and people dancing the night away. I...
"Sold, for 4,000 gold pieces, the job lot of five brand-new slavegirls! A round of applause for one of our favourite buyers, equestrian elf par excellence Mistress Penelope!" The crowd clapped as the five stark naked girls were handed over to their new elven owner, a commanding but small woman with long dark hair, decked out in a white and black leather equ...