This year the pixies brought me a tale of a Banshee as my Celtic Halloween story. At least, I think it was a pixie. It is sometimes difficult to keep the various Fay folk of the Emerald Isle in the proper category. In any case this is the story of a captive Banshee and how she is finally freed. As with all my Celtic stories, some of this is historical, some...
A very short story in the same universe as A Slave Under Contract "I think it's time we take our relationship to the next level, Robert," said Amy as she lay on her bed, stroking her bound, naked boyfriend's flank while she looked into his eyes. She had thought it would be quite interesting to date a free male for a change, but like most women on her plan...
This is a story about two people trying to escape a sadistic Human Sex Trafficker. There are some scenes of violence and non consensual sex. If you don't like this type of erotica please don't read it. If you do like it, read on. Please enjoy and give feedback, as I am still writing later Chapters and as always I like to incorporate some of your suggesti...
"So you did the crime but I do the time" she pouted at me. "Well I did cross her but you instigated this, so she might let us off if you submit to the caning Sarah", I was sure she would decline and make me use extreme measures. "FUCK YOU, FUCK HER, FUCK yourselves!" -- I had tied her up and gagged her so when Jane entered the apartment Sarah was bent ov...
My dream starts out hazy, as if the morning sun has decided to make first light. We are hiking through the woods with no real destination. There is dew on the grass, the air is slightly chilly. I carry a backpack that contains a soft green and red plaid blanket, 4 tent stakes, some rope, and a small hammer. Although the destination is unknown, we search for...
After two days of travel we came to sprawling farmlands which are typically connected to cities. The planting of seed in the ground means taking root in a place. That is not the way of Hendrix or the way of my people. We are people of wagons and war. We survive by taking. That takes strength. Wariness. Sharpness of wit. City folk have none of these things. I...
Katherine woke slowly. She didn't want to wake up. She was so warm. She snuggled closer to the warmth and buried her face into the leaves to block out the morning light. Donovan pulled her tighter against him and nuzzled her neck. Katherine's eyes opened as she realized what she'd done last night. She waited for panic and fear, maybe anger, to overwhelm her,...
Soft whispered steps carry her toward her Master. Her slender frame lowers to kneel at his feet. Milky thighs pull apart widely as a firm ass settles back to cupped feet, small hands caressing the ample curves and resting to face the moons of Gor. Her back arches upward as full breasts press forward, revealing hardened nipples under the crimson fabric. Her h...
Some of my reflections will have a sexual content, this one does not, most over the coming months will be around a thousand words and please, if you have the time, read what love means to me, and I would value your comments, negative, positive or otherwise, thank you. ***** Life is a funny thing, strange words you might think. Funny as in - Ha! Ha! - or fu...
All of the technologies depicted in this story exists now. Like individual words in the dictionary it is how they are put together that creates something new. Thanks to Green MGB for editing! ***** Hearings! More bloody hearings! I won't be testifying at these anymore than I did the others, I won't be making an appearance. As much as they'd like to, they...