Across town and a little after one o'clock, Mark pulled up the stately tree lined drive to a palatial home well see back from the road and buffered by a couple acres of land on each flank. He rang the bell and a slender young blond dressed in flowing white pantaloons and a blousy top showing her midriff answered the door. Her eyes were luminous and clear blu...
*********** Warning; this chapter contains some pretty extreme violence, gore and rape scenes. Not for the squeamish. It's the last chapter in book one of the Clone Saga. Enjoy. -Ax *********** In the secret facility at Veronas' North Pole, the female Streek was being dragged toward the Cloning Pod by two large Pirate men. They held her head to the scan...
I recently received, through a deceased relative's bequest, a cache of old family documents, some of them dating from the 1800's when my ancestors still resided in the U.K.. The vast majority were ancient legal papers, wills and deeds and the like, which should have been consigned to oblivion long ago. But one item was a diary by a bachelor uncle that detail...
The following story is entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental and unintentional. All characters depicted in sexual acts and scenarios are at least eighteen years of age or older. The following story contains aspects of BDSM, CBT (cock and ball torture), femdom, forced orgasms, tease and denial, prostate sti...
*** In The Apple Orchard *** "Do you really think my brother can satisfy you?" Trenton stood at the bottom of the ladder, hands shoved in his pockets. Melody, startled, dropped the wicker basket she'd just begun to fill. "Oh, why must you do that every time?" Melody scolded as she descended. On the ground she scooped up apples in the same efficient manner...
**Author's Note: Half way through writing the story I decided to change my heroine's name from "Lydia" to "Lyra". I think I got all the Lydias but if I missed one please know I mean "Lyra" and not a new character. ******** Lyra watched the dark waves rolling and crashing onto the gray shore as she sat on the dock with her sketch pad. The salty spray in her...
Thanks to oldnakeddad for his editing expertise helping to make this story a better read. A story of a love connection, an old nemesis from high school and the troubles associated with a hatred that was directed for the wrong reasons and the final and ultimate revenge of the wrong wronged person. I hope you enjoy. Please do not forget to vote and feel fr...
Part 2 of 3. Part 3 will follow soon I hope - waiting to hear back from editor! Have put BDSM rather than first time as the 'control' scenario seems to be more important than the first time aspect, but happy to discuss! Forgot to mention editor last time!! Editor is DevotedToHer. ***** If he thought the few minutes at the end of his lesson dragged, the...
Over the next couple of days Kristy was drilled intensively until her every movement became unconscious. Her fitness level was higher than it had ever been and she found she could survive even Mistress C's exacting workouts. Swimming helped to ease the stressed muscles, as did the daily sunbathing sessions. All exercise & sunbathing was conducted with her na...
Chapter Three - What Happens to the Girls? "This isn't a pity fuck Taylor. I'm nearly twice your age and I've reconciled what happened to me in the past; I've moved on. I'm a successful businesswoman," Veronique looked into Taylor's green eyes. "I get it. You're a lot more experienced than I am in life and in business. Also I've never done this with a woma...