Please respond both publicly and privately to this story. This slut has been ordered by Master Panther to respond to all responses and to honor any requests by Masters who are reading it. The following story is written by this slut/slave and is her view but by Master's command it is written without the use of personal pronouns since i have not earned that r...
For the life of him, Roland did not know what had possessed him to stray so far from the cities: seeking work in this backwater hamlet, a day's travel from the nearest city and with a smell that reminded him of rotting custard. He stared impassively at the increasingly hysterical town Reeve, who gestured and gesticulated to him in comically humorous ways the...
Ryu's POV "You're a...demigod," said Jessica in befuddlement. There it was. The big secret I have been keeping from those two for days. "That's right. I am a demigod," I confirmed in a somber tone. Jessica stared at me dumbfounded with her mouth agape. Cristina, however, just gave a blank expression as she tilted her head in confusion. "What's a demigod...
He's wearing his favorite outfit. A nylon/spandex blended thong that encased his fullness, shaved and smooth in a delightful caress. A bustier girdle with four straps (he wanted six but the cost was exponentially increased for those two extra straps), and wolford thigh high stockings, his legs and bottom were completely shaved...he was delighted with how fem...
Marie's first thought upon Mr. Wright's entrance into the office was, Yummy. The new boss must have played football in college. Basketball, maybe. He was tall. Marie adjusted her blouse as he passed her on his way into his new office, a massive cardboard box in his arms. She could have gotten up to open his door for him, but then she would have missed the s...
(This story takes place before the game. The characters depicted her are property of Sony and Ninja Theory. This story is my own take on events prior to the game. I have no intentions of harming the image of Sony or Ninja Theory with this fictitious piece.) * Nariko awoke suddenly, gasping for air. Her eyes took a moment to adjust, and finally she felt her...
From the broken French and gestures Kaukesha and I exchanged, I understood she and Oconowoc – her brother – were keepers of the cabin. For some reason, they believed that the Great Spirit would return from his abandonment of their tribe once his wife was in the cabin once more. Apparently, the great spirit was the one who gifted their tribe with good huntin...
Mya looked around. His ship was not anything like she had expected. Although she was not sure what she had even expected. It was not though the big shiny metal disk about which her father had told her stories as a small child. It was much smaller, could perhaps manage only a dozen people. Its shape too more closely resembled a boat from which its name derive...
Author's Note Well, goodness it's been a long time. But I have been writing and I have actually completed quite a few novels. This one is finished. So I hope you enjoy. I will be adding a chapter a week, probably. Thanks! ***** Pain. Throbbing, dizzying, devastating pain. It pounded through her temples like hordes of demons were riding their flaming beast...
I was lost in my thoughts as I looked myself over in the mirror. "Buttons done up, shirt tucked in, face cleaned... tie looks straight." To the casual observer I looked as if I was ready to meet a client, or give a lecture, or even possibly walk into a job interview. If they were to think that, they would be wrong, I was preparing for something more special...