(based on the Gorean Fiction of John Norman) It was an unusual night in Schendi. It was raining, but that was not the unusual thing. As a pure matter of fact, it rained most days in the sub-equatorial city than it did not. The same was true of the nights. Even the seasons were marked by the rains. In the cooler season it rained a great deal. In the hotter...
This story could have gone in several different categories, from BDSM to Interracial Sex or Group Sex. I finally decided to put it in Loving Wives because it seemed more that than anything else. You may disagree, but read the whole thing first. It's got a lot of stuff in it. * Within five days of our return from Vegas, Marcia said she no longer had any sor...
Sometimes after a really good first date, you walk around in a daze. A stupid grin plastered on your face, a drunken wobble in your gate, and a fog over your eyes. That's where Jason was as he made his way through the east Village and up to the apartment of his best friend Ray. Ray opened the door and immediately rolled his eyes at his friend's swooning...
A sigh of collective de-compression swirled through the room as everyone anxiously waited to see what would happen next. "Hand me a beer," Jamison shouted to a group of onlookers congregated around the bar. Taking the cold draft when it was delivered, Jamison carefully carried the frozen mug over to where Stephanie was resting in a naked heap on the floor,...
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Prelude: Slave university cheerleaders had a lot of important rules and regulations they had to live by. One of the most important, however, was that they had to maintain their grades and not miss any practices or performances without a doctor's note from the school physician. Other rules were in place as well, both to protect the girls, and to make the sla...
Chapter 18 -- Fighting Like a Submissive **Characters and text are protected under copyright law Chloe sat off in the corner of the room, wrapped in a blanket and smiling, watching as a younger Dom and his lively submissive did an amusing sort of dance together. She kept being comically uncooperative with him, a matter of playfulness rather than unwillingn...
Disclaimer: The following contains heavy racial themes and language. If strong racial vocabularies or vivid scenes of black-on-white breeding offend you, this story is not for you. All characters are of legal age (18+). Viewer discretion is advised. Black Seed Sown Showing Changes After that fateful party, everything changed. No longer a meek wallflower,...
Chapter 3 The Lure of Slavery Thabian Y'Grantlo was a small man, not at all what you'd expect of someone who was the Lord of one of the great houses of the Helshenti Empire. The Lord was incredibly observant and had a memory like a steel trap. As Carli's punishment came to an end (yes, he knew the name of the slave being punished), his eyes tracked the fem...