THIS STORY IS OPEN TO EVERYONE. ALSO, A.I. GENERATED SLOP WILL NOT BE TOLERATED AND YOUR CHAPTERS WILL BE DELETED! ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OLD It's important to note that while this is a free-use world, the word 'free-use' does not exist as it's always been the norm. Though the term 'use' is still a common phrase. Instead people us...
Introduction: These essays are an attempt to reimagine the history of the United States as though the ‘March of Progress’ view of history, when applied to the Sexual Revolution, beginning in 1960, is not only correct, but demonstrates that American society will become fully free use within the next 25 years. This history is written for an alternate reality m...
Hello and welcome! First and foremost, I want to preface this story and let you all know that a trigger warning is being displayed here and now. This story includes fetishes such as: Breeding, Political Play, Misogyny, Free Use, Public Use, Gangbang, Dubcon, and even Bad Ends. The content in this story could potentially upset you, especially in regards to re...
In a world much different than ours, a world with its own history and development, Terra, a land forsaken by their God, where the vile and sinful reign. Terra wasn’t always like this, there was once a time when the realm of Terra was ruled by the just, good, and wise men. Where everyone could live equally. Yet, the good times never lasted, kingdoms rose and...
© 2018 Unity Mitford. All rights reserved. The author asserts her right to be identified beyond the grave as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. Well, it's the Winter Holidays...
© 2019 Unity Mitford. All rights reserved. The author asserts her right to be identified beyond the grave as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. And, well, if you copy this one...
Author's note: This is a commissioned story. Please be lenient as this is my first time writing in a female, first-person POV. Although this was a commissioned chapter, I've taken a slight interest in the story as I write it. If you guys would like me to continue writing this story, please comment below! ===================== The smell of dust and gas...
Chapter 8 Emil carefully pulled into the barn. There wasn't a lot of clearance on for the truck, and there were sharp tools lining the walls. Last thing he needed was to damage his precious U-Haul. Turning to the slave he just purchased he considered her form. Her skin was flushed and taught from the cold, and she was shivering despite the emergency blanke...
Prologue The year 2024 marked the beginning of the end, as is the way of life. The economic collapse of France started a domino effect that the EU tried desperately to stop, draining the surrounding countries of their resources; toppling one country after another. Before anyone knew it the whole of Europe was drowning in debt, sickness, and homeless. Banks...
Chapter 12 Markem sat, cramped and nauseous, in the rickety carriage as it lumbered its way through the city walls of Dallas. He couldn't wait for this abominable ride to end. The stench of unwashed bodies were bad enough by themselves, but he doubted the torn and stained fabric covering the three person bench that now supported five sets of ass had ever be...