Bam! Bam! Bam! Wake Up! Hear thou, black monkey! Wake up! Slapped, that finally **** the Marie recover, were not strong, but very offensive, like those German words that irritated female voice shouted. Gosh, Sigrid, you seem to thoroughly cut down her! She awoke, there's eyelids tremble, - heard a another voice, with a strange accent - Hey, stop pretend...
Pt. XII: The Yakuza Jack began to stir about noon. Something under the covers made him quite alert. Kim encouraged him to rise in more ways than one with her warm and wet lips. When she finished she stuck her head out from under the covers and said coyly, as cum dripped from her chin, "Thanks for breakfast." Over coffee Jack and Kim discussed their strateg...
In times of war, men and women are called upon to do terrible things. War is useless, wasteful and devastating. Yet it's a constant part of human existence. Often it's a large scale conflict involving powerful nations. Other times, it can be a war between households, businesses, neighbors, friends and family members. War cannot be avoided. I think it's part...
Ilsa, She-Bitch of the SS NOTE: is you just wanna get to the nasty stuff, you can skip the marked-off section that deals with the background and set-up... * * * * * The Premise: XXX-Women After founding the original X-Men, Professor X was often found to be missing or believed to be dead or off on some secret mission he told no-one about. In truth, Profe...
(Brazil, 1943) I really hate getting shot at. Just because bullets won't kill me is no reason for me to go hunting situations like I was in right now. Bullets hurt when they hit me, for crying out loud. I was so upset by the whole mess that I could have cheerfully fired back at all three of the groups who seemed to think they were participating in "Wild Wes...
Except when absolutely necessary Colonel Ingrid von Schitt seldom made the conversion from a human vampire into her bat form. After transforming into a bat a few minutes ago she flew over a forest stretching kilometers in all directions. Midnight had fallen, along with all her schemes. Himmler would be livid when he found out, but von Schitt had much to do...
Author's Note: My spiritual mother, Colonel Marina Raskova, founder of 588th Night Bomber Regiment -- what the Germans in WW2 called "Das Nachthexen," the "Night Witches" -- once asked me, "what is the purpose of prose if not poetry?" She delighted in French Avant-garde theater, Dada art, surrealistic poetry, and so do I. If stream of consciousness bores you...
This story occurred many years ago. I wanted to leave a record behind of what happened before I pass away. I am now 97 years of age. I am telling this story to my Care Worker at the Home where I now live, she is very kindly typing this up for me. I am in a retirement home in Oslo, Norway. The story begins, sadly with me making a bad decision. When the Germ...
Author's Note: Another four weeks and another chapter drops. I had hoped to get this one launched in three weeks, but with work and other things that needed doing around the home (purging old shit) I've had my hands full for the last week. Thankfully, with all of that done, I can get back to focusing on writing my stories. This is the fourth story that I ha...
The bus had taken us 50 kilometers east from Kraków in Poland to the museum of the holocaust at Auschwitz-Birkenau. Many buses, several taking our party and others with other groups dropped us and we walked to the iron gate crowned with the motto "Arbeit macht frei". "Three Million Jews walked through this gateway to die" lied the guide "My Grandfather was...