[An Account from the PRISM Chronicles] Chapter 1 Darkness The darkness seemed to have a shape and a movement of its own. His thoughts were filled with a mix of fear that he would be waylaid by somebody and an excitement at the size of the payment he and the guard beside him would receive for their work tonight. In this part of the Port of Salvador, Brazi...
Chapter 5 We were pulling into a very nice parking garage as Laurel's phone chirped, she must have hit something on the dash as the music instantly died, "Hey girl!" She said in that overly loud way that everyone seems to use when they're talking on speakerphone. The voice that filled the car was amazing, sultry, filled with soul, and clearly, very Briti...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. The title of this story comes from 'Rain On The Roof' which is one of my all-time favorite Beatles tunes and can be fou...
© 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...
Author's Introduction: The title pretty much sums it up. But since there are different flavors of Femdom, I will tell you up front so no one is disappointed, this one is based on "gentle femdom" style. I will also tell you it's a slow build structure, and longer than I intended. If you're more into quick descriptive stories, I understand. But if you enjoy th...
Six Times a Day, Part 14: Brilliant Disguise At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't...
When Javier stretched and opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a pair of bare feet. They belonged to Kat, who'd apparently rolled his direction overnight. Jacob only had one bedroom, and the visitors had insisted on sharing the living room floor. Esther was still sitting in the same chair. Not asleep, but meditating. He hoped she'd gotten some sleep...
————————Prologue———————— NOW Dan stood and looked up at the clear sky. It was a beautiful day, and he hated it for that. The sky was clear and blue and the grass was the kind of green normally reserved for movie posters. There were birds singing and flowers blossoming and he stood there trying to make it rain with the sheer volume of his hate. But the sky...
"Conrad, have you seen or heard from the Doc lately?" "Not in a couple of days. The last I heard; he was out at the Colony. One of the rich and famous probably got a hangnail or something." "Come on. You know he doesn't cater to the rich and famous. We're damn lucky to have him. Any man who gives up on the world and dedicates himself to helping isolated...
Prose for the Fallen Wide-eyed and terrified Upgraded and modified Tormented urge becoming amplified By inhuman torture of needs denied Prologue Carly stood on the precipice at the edge of the clearing, looking down at the white river thundering past far below. Spray kicked up from the water as it tumbled over the rocky valley, obscuring the view further...