Cyrus and Atara waited to be sold. There village had been plundered by the barbaric raiders who had forced Cyrus to watch as they had repeatedly raped Atara. The raiders had sold them to slave traders and now the two of them stood naked on an auction block, shaved of all body hair except a triangle of pubes to prove their hair want dyed. The only thing eithe...
"Up here in space I'm looking down on you My lasers trace Everything you do You think you've private lives Think nothing of the kind There is no true escape I'm watching all the time" ― Judas Priest As the bastard suffocated me ― wrapping my head in translucent rubber ― all I could think was: "This smells so good!" The aroma of new petroleum product...
"You know, if Australia doesn't drop the Queen as its Head of State, that is my only concern about possibly moving in with Tanveet in Melbourne. Only in the sense that I don't know how that would impact things, just because she has reserve powers. What if she uses them to help the New Order regime somehow? In principle, however, I would love to move to Austr...
Sometimes, I just got to get myself some solace. A respite from life's problems, you know? I was walking around the fields, being an unemployed farmer whose farm got taken in by some big industrial complex. Just a tall, heavyset Black man living in rural Georgia, circa 1970. My name is Jack Bradford. I was once a student at the University of Georgia. I playe...
As Salam Alaikum, reader dearest. My name is Salma Khatami, and I'm a young Persian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the City of Shiraz, Islamic Republic of Iran, to Ali and Mariam Khatami. My parents moved to Ontario, Canada, in the summer of 1999. We've lived in the province of Ontario ever since. My parents and I became Ca...
I have a knack for getting into trouble. In this instance, the mitigation was the mother of all losing streaks. If it hadn't been the mother of all streaks I wouldn't have even gone into the sedate little club for 'afternoon'-amateurs, let alone invited myself into the game with five women who were clearly intent on gossiping a bit during a break from the do...
"So, if you don't mind passing me the cranberry sauce, babe, that would help," Dan Orsini asked his wife, Tanya, while Rachel sat on her lap and made out with both of them. "Of course, though I can see that Rachel here wants to add a sauce of her own," Tanya retorted with a giggle, truly enjoying this Thanksgiving feast of theirs. "Well, I still do have...
Chapter Five: Bye, Bye, Father. Hello Shame. Laura stood meekly in front of her new governess and between her twin boys. She stood watching and waving timidly, but was unable to smile. She was positive she'd never smile again. She didn't know what to think as her father's car disappeared through a gate in a wall, on the far side of a courtyard. It drove swi...
Author's Note: Hey readers! You know what to do! Love you guys. You keep me going. Any criticism is good criticism! XOXO E.B OVER AND OUT!! **+*+*+** Nat looked towards her sister and froze. She reached out to the twins through the bonds and got hit with different emotions. Desire, lust, confusion, shock, fear, and pride ran down the bonds. Nat started t...
The next morning the Astarte Nunnery abbess phoned Chang Lequ and Edna telling them that a bridge on the road to the nunnery had collapsed (with no casualty), and the delivery of the toys had to be put off by a week. So Chang Lequ could enjoy an extended leave. Edna proposed her lovers, "Dear friends, the shop closes for a week, and my father is going to sp...