"So we doing this the easy way or the hard way?" The woman said. Paula froze for a second scared to find out who was behind her. She stands still trying to think of a way out of this problem. She slowing turns around and is shock to see who was in her home. The woman was none other than Tennis star Serena Williams wearing a black tank-top with a pair of tig...
I have a confession to make. I like to make people suffer. Most of them have it coming. Call me a sadist or whatever. It's simply my hobby. John is my name. Just call me the Anal Scourge. I'm a big and tall, wealthy and powerful Black man who likes to have his fun. Have you ever humiliated someone? Completely destroyed them? It's something I do everyday and...
All Van Helsing had to do was follow the splooging noises. Ever since the Count had had cable TV installed in the castle[1] things had been different. Forget the classy, sophisticated and suave killer, the elegant and handsome seducer, and picture instead... The splooging was getting louder, and there was some shouting and shrieking as well. Arming his cross...
It is the fourth part of the series. I would like to request the readers to read the earlier parts. In the last chapter I had concluded saying that suddenly my life changed. But the change was better. Till now the story was revolving around my two slaves and myself. Now my wife has also become a part of the story. In this chapter I will narrate how my wife b...
Newsflash, bozos and bitches of the world. Just because a woman from a Muslim background wears the hijab doesn't mean she's soft and sweet, or polite and repressed. I think I'm living proof of that. My name is Wafiyah Abdul-Hamid, and I was born in the City of Dhamar, Crown Jewel of the great Nation of Yemen, but raised in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ont...
Have you ever noticed that when you are depressed, the world seems so sickeningly happy? It's the same kind of torture as when you diet, the world will turn up the heat on fast food joints. Anyhow, here I lay in bed, alone and naked. Stevie Ray Vaughan's "Riviera Paradise," is on endless repeat on the CD player. I'm mistress of my own pity party. Tonight, I'...
Harriet’s Hutch, Gotham City Center “Hay boss?” the shop clerk called to the store owner, “Is it me or has there been a run on rubber this past week?” “Rubber, leather, vegan leather, vinyl, wetlook, strap-ons, sex toys, bondage gear…” the owner said looking around the depleted stocks, “Last time I saw something like this was the week before the fetish shop...
In the center of a dark warehouse, five men stood around a table lit by an overhead lamp. Four of the men wore black business suits, the head of an up and coming crime boss in New York with his three bodyguards looking over the goods presented on the table. Across from the table was a man wearing a full body hazmat suit, a representative of Advanced Idea Mec...
You bury your sweaty, seven-and-a-half inch cock inside Carrie’s willing asshole. Her pale flesh shudders with joy, covered in goosebumps as she hisses in delight. Carrie is quite possibly the prettiest girl you’ve ever dated, big brown eyes, long brown hair, thin so her ears poke through it, a great smile, 25 years old, a yoga-teacher who loves wine and dre...
As said, knowledge of the franchise is not required. Provided will be art of how the races appear, and it's a fantasy world with magic and all that fun stuff. It isn't like the story will go deep into lore anyhow. Refer to the writing guidelines if you want to add your own routes, and if you'd like, check out my other stories as I have quite a few, Some of w...