Walking through the doors Sandy & I entered a long thin room with very poor lighting. This room only had a single row of about ten black recliner chairs facing a curtain. Sandy stopped half way in, turned & pointed at the centre chair. "Sit." She said invitingly, "The show is about to start." "What Show?" I asked. Sandy looked at me with a devious smile....
This one was written for someone who will remain anonymous but generously made the story public right away. Future chapters may follow irregularly. PLEASE NOTE: This story's fetishes are latex, bubble butts, and teasing (no sex in this chapter). Know what cup of tea you're drinking! ^-^ ***** Nightwing swung across Gotham City silently, grappling from on...
When death stares you boldly in the face, can you possibly turn away? Light had never really given much time to ponder this notion, seeing as the situation to ponder it had never really came up, until now of course. Had anyone asked her, she probably would have replied with a sensible, "No." Seeing as how death was unequivocally a part of a human being's lif...
I woke to the sound of footsteps below. Rolling over to look out the small window in my room I saw that it was well past the time to be up. Quickly I got out of bed and changed. Throwing the blanket back into its fixed position I hoped that my mother would not come to check on the quality of my work. Silently I slid down the latter from the loft to the kitc...
A surreal nightmare Sarah entered the large quiet house. The stillness and overbearing silence hung upon her shoulders like a large weight. The sun had just gone down leaving the house in darkness. It was a huge, expansive house with old and venerable furnishings. Every time she came here she felt like eyes were following her every movement! She sensed and...
JUAN CARLOS "The end move in politics is always to pick up a gun." ― R. Buckminster Fuller "Put the gloves on," Juan Carlos whispered, as he unbuttoned a shirt six sizes too small, exposing more hair than the clogged drain at a dog washing kennel. "I don't wanna put the fuckin' gloves on," I thought to myself. "It's bad enough my cock has seen the inside...
Discord sighed softly as he abandoned his nightly wanderings, heading back to the abandoned apartment complex he called home. He was tired, and looking forward to relaxing, but at the same time, he was nervous about returning. SHE was there, waiting, and he couldn't help but to feel edgy around her. At first it had been the expected wary tension of two stran...
"Dance or apology?" repeated Alanna softly, eyes dropping from those burning black eyes to the sleek muscle of his shoulder. Lust rippled through her, curling in her belly. He was so fierce, so impossible to ignore. Impossible to suppress the feelings he evoked. She drew a breath almost in fear at the feelings that swamped her just looking at the relaxed, sa...
They brought her to the throne room doors, in chains, and not exactly in the mood to meet the pretender who sat on the Ebon throne. But there was no stopping them now. Both the guards were slack-jawed orcs of the elite regiment, and her charms wouldn't work on them. An pair of slim, pale-skinned elves appeared, their gauze robes doing nothing to hide their...
*Note-I welcome your votes and feedbacks!* My hand was shaking like crazy, but that went perfectly with the nervousness and the dread in the pit of my stomach. I had just shut the door to my car and looked up at the forbidden mansion in front of me. The weighty object in my right hand was a reminder of what I had to do. You see, dear reader, I had given up...