This is the first time that I've entered a story into one of the contests. I do hope that you enjoy it and please vote x (Meetings in graveyards can be a very spooky affair) * She perched on the corner of the gravestone, as the sun shone its last rays over the high wall. She was waiting for him, as she always waited. She tugged down her long blue summe...
Candy woke up to find herself naked and face down in a pile of hay. She rolled onto her back, wincing in pain as her arms became trapped beneath her. She struggled to pull her arms free, but realised that her wrists were bound together. She tried to sit up, but her ankles were also bound. Candy tried to call out, but the gag in her mouth drowned out her cry....
Starting in 1985 and every summer since I have hosted a weekend of wild pony races on my ranch. We only had 4 ponies that first year, but it has steadily grown to the point that last year I had to start limiting the entrants to 50 ponies. My name is Bill Davis and this is my story. I live on a ranch in the middle of 30,000 acres of native prairie in weste...
"No, not like that. Make it go more straight," Goddess Astral commanded to a group of goblins who were trying to sink a wooden support beam of a house to the ground. It was three times the size of a goblin and the green men had trouble keeping it up while the hole it was partly in was filled. "I said straight not to tilt it more." Astral was sitting on a cr...
"Swords, please," the goblin snarls, thrusting a rusty metal bucket directly into my stomach. He bristles irritably, flexing every muscle in his scrawny arms. He doesn't even come up to my chest: I could snap his wiry neck with one hand. I could do without the attitude, so in response I clatter both weapons as hard as I can into bucket. Just as he starts dra...
"Come on Matt. Every other member has let me blow them while they drove the van." "I told you, I almost crashed with the handjob. I feel so tired." "Matt, just give Astral what Astral wants so she can get back in here." "Fuck it. It's all your fault then. This is the last time I'm driving overnight while you all just drink and smoke." "Whatever Matt."...
Shajstra, bounty hunter of the Southern Ravishome Guild, cautiously peered out from her concealed position and got the first glimpse of her target. The abandoned keep was still several miles away nestled in a small valley and protected by a natural fast flowing river. It was no doubt the location of her quarry. She had easily tracked the Goblins to this loc...
Author's note: As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in search of what these admittedly strange fetishes mean, at least to me. Therefore, beside the tropes of the genre (kinky sex, humiliation and de-humanization), you will find the musi...
"Goblins on meee!" screamed the witch. The goblins who had been filtering around the tents roared and flung themselves forward. The giant of a goblin from earlier charged through a tent, one of his arms was limp, dislocated, Rain was pleased to see he'd had some effect. Spears and swords rushed toward him, he didn't hesitate, he grabbed the witch and plac...
The Goddess Astral appeared in front of her primary altar statue. It looked the same as before but the reason for the alarmed feeling she had felt was apparent. Grunk was groaning on top of her holy statue. "King Grunk demands hole," the Goblin King yelled on repeat. He had managed to fit his cock between the statue's legs but it was clearly not satisfying...