I awoke the next morning disoriented. I panicked slightly when I didn't recognize where I was or by the fact I was wearing some women's nightie. It took a couple of seconds to remember and relax. I was at a neighbour's, housesitting. Mr. and Mrs. Andrews were away on a Med cruise for a month. After dropping them off at the airport, I had the whole house to...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarities between the characters, events, or locations in this story and actual locations, events, or people are purely coincidental. © 2005 Warlord As the horsemen closed, my vision fixated on those sharpened points. Clearly they were from the "spit'em and let somebody else sort'em out" school. No pansy ass "innocent un...
Her eyes fluttered open. Absolute blackness overwhelmed her sight, darkness so heavy it felt hard to breathe. She blinked her eyes rapidly, trying to focus them through the gloom. Slowly, soft torchlight illuminated brick-lined walls caked in filth, pitch black from years of use and neglect. Lines of rust-brown - blood no doubt - streaked the stones from flo...
To the fans, thank you for your unwavering devotion and patience. I (kita) would like to thank you as well smegger_29 and my new writer-in-crime allan8d8 who assisted in this chapter's completion. Happy reading! * The following day dawned clear and beautiful, though a little cold and the layer of snow on the ground reminded the castle's inhabitants that wi...
Elves lined the walls dressed in hooded cloaks over their silver armor. All were armed to the teeth with bows and arrows, swords concealed in decorated leather sheaths, knives at their waists. Even the women were there, behind their men, preparing their own welcome for Magnus's armies. The elder stood in the center of the main courtyard, a bower of flowers...
Danielle had met a guy online. She didn't know why she had resorted to the internet. She was incredibly beautiful. At 5'8", silky brunette hair that reached past her shoulders, a lush pair of 34Cs, and an ass and legs that wouldn't quit, she was easily one of the hottest girls on campus. She could have had her pick of the men around. Actually, she knew exa...
As Steve and I sat in the room in awkward silence my mind was racing and trying to decide just what to do with the situation that had presented itself. I could always just ask him to leave very politely of course. It was very obvious that Steve didn't plan on leaving our hotel room any time soon as he seemed to be making himself even more comfortable in the...
CHAPTER 2: FEEDING The next day, Claire walked into the containment room pushing a cart full of some sort of equipment. "Good morning to you," she said cheerfully. "You'll pardon me if I don't get up," Gruthsorik grumbled from the bunk. "No, that's fine, in fact it would be helpful if you laid still for this," Claire said. She pushed the cart up to the ce...
She stood at the door, nervous butterflies in her stomach. For the hundredth time already, she smoothed the folds of her black dress down over her thighs, and did another quick run down her back. Her fingers pinching at the short hem, trying again in vain to pull it down to cover her ass, aware that when she moved wrong- or right- the green lace of her pant...
On some afternoons, Muriel had her blind chats with Prince Vidar. On other afternoons, Muriel would sit on that white couch and enjoy her time as the prince watched her. She always had a snack on those occasions, and she ate them with enthusiasm. Sometimes, Muriel wore a pair of shoes that could be easily slipped on and off. Why? Because she had received a...