Slave's Submission (A Kajira's Story) The girl walks into the doorway of her Master's private chambers, slipping to a kneel in the large gothic type doorway, her milky thighs pulled open widely as long arms lifted over a bowed head of chestnut curls, pooled on the stone floor, her pale cheek resting against it with a fire raging in her belly. Softly she spe...
Inspired by Sue Grafton’s alphabetical series. He was absolutely gorgeous. No two words about it. GOR-GEOUS! I hoped it wasn’t the flashing lights or the hypnotic strobe that brought me to that decision. He had a headful of dark, curly hair that draped over his shoulders and the darkest eyes that I’ve ever seen. I think I joked with my friends that he mu...
I remember every touch … every word, just as if it had happened yesterday. Even as I sit here alone contemplating all that he ever said to me, I ache to hear more. “How did you first meet him?” seems to be the most common question when I dare to speak his name. And as I try to think back, I can’t really answer. It is as if I always knew him and him, me. We w...
Author's note: this will be an ongoing story, so stay tuned for more. **** I have spent most of my life free of the arrogant Free Males that roamed the lands of Gor. Raised among what many call "panther girls" I had been strong willed even as a child. Don't get me wrong, we are not weak, but as in every society, there are those that are less dominant. M...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...
This novelette is coming about because my wife reads these types of stories. She buys them on Amazon, and I know about them because I then get "recommended reading for me" from Amazon, with similar themes. My wife is a totally rational human being who would never, ever, in a million years, enjoy the reality, but loves the fantasy. We've played a little with...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
You notice that My favourite wine has run out and you should have replaced it during the day, but forgot. I always have a glass with dinner, and have done for as long as you can remember. Dusk is falling, and you know you are not allowed out when the street lamps are on, it happened once before and the thought of the price you paid makes you cringe. The d...
It was the middle of the afternoon as I scurried to my new life. Mistress had told me I had been sold to Lady Imanja,of The Pink Sleen. I had been given directions on how to find it and a firm swat on the rump to get me started. My old home was breaking up and I was a little nervous about my new home. It took a strong man to name his place the Pink anythin...
Yes, this is a satire. You're allowed to laugh. * Another fire, pasangs away... She had not been able to keep from voiding her bowels when she heard the spear cut through the air; at what seemed to her the eleventh hour he had raised his shield, and the deadly missile struck with a dull, anticlimactic sound of wood on wood. She could hear the tearing soun...