PART 2 Slave ... "Good then let us begin." My throat dried up with fear upon hearing these words. I glanced around at the other girls ... Sheri, Nicky and Philippa, now known as Monique, Candi and Brittany. Brittany was struggling a little from the severe whipping she had just received compounded by her most recent humiliation at the hands of Master Hagri...
It's been a while since the first installment, so if you're not inclined to go back and read chapter one, here's a synopsis. I had finagled my way to the ultimate swingers weekend at the home of Robin and Jeffry Johnson, third generation auto money trust-fund scions who have an estate/compound in Bloomfield Hills, Michigan, one of the wealthiest zip codes i...
Thank you for rating my stories and providing feedback. I appreciate the messages and comments. This is a standalone chapter that shares a theme but not characters with other "The Game" stories. ****************************** Rachel held her tray tightly as she navigated her way through the crowded cafeteria. Her eyes searched for her co-workers, Sarah an...
This is the beginning of first person series that starts with "Everything before my First Time, which will be posted when this and the 2nd chapter are approved. There will be more chapters, but also stories with other names that involve "me" but with other persons. I hope you find then enjoyable. Comments and votes would be appreciated. * My first time?...
Jeez! This is why I don't like doing "Skis"; Polanski, Krasinski, Romakowski, or "Anyotherskis." You know, guys of Polish decent? The fuckers spooge like lawn sprinklers when they pop. I scoop the last gobs Gribonowski's baby gravy out of my cleavage and thank Gods Unseen that I have the experience to efficiently manage such a messy exchange. He's pulled up...
Griff crouched low on the balls of his feet and rocked side to side. A single, clear bead rolled off his chin and darkened the scuffed, brick-colored surface between his shoes. He let the air out of his lungs and looked up. With a loud pop, a ball spun in his direction and dove sharply toward the ground in front of him. One jab step and an upward swing of hi...
CHAPTER ONE: Lukas sat on the edge of the apartment building, one leg thrown carelessly over the edge and an arm wrapped around his other knee. His dark skin gleamed in the light from the full moon and the neon lights of the stores on the street below. He loved this time of night…the hum of the city seemed less menacing and the world was asleep. He...
This story is fan-fiction for the game-A Dance With Rogues part 2, by Valine, which is a module of D&Ds Neverwinter Nights. As such, the characters, setting and most of the story belong to Valine. I have made some changes to the story, big and small, and do so with the utmost respect to the source material and author. Be advised—this tale is quite dark, nas...
"No, no, no, this just won't do! We need at least two slaves for the garden, three new chefs and you promised me a personal servant for our anniversary. Don't even try to palm me off with just two new workers! Our plantation makes enough money, so I DEMAND a personal servant just for me. What the Hades, even that lupa Alkmene has her own attendant that helps...
Chapter 3 -- Omicron Station The journey to the Rumalien-system took almost 4 weeks. The journey would have been longer, had Jack not finally decided to shell out credits to use the Hyperlane Relays, that were significantly faster than regular warp travel. Using these ultra-speed gateways could be risky when flying a stolen spacecraft, especially if they w...