A/N: This story takes place during season 2 of Once Upon A Time. "Regina? Ms. Mills?" Dr. Whale. He was still talking. "Have you understood everything I've told you?" "Yes." Regina had asked for a glass of water while he explained it to her. Twenty grueling minutes. Now, she ran her finger over the rim of the glass. "Car accident. Brain damage. Amnesia....
"Late in the evening, when the King's daughter is asleep, you must fetch her out of her bed, and bring her here to wait upon me..." –"The Blue Light," The Brothers Grimm Once upon a time... That's usually how these things are supposed to begin, isn't it? I guess the story I'm about to tell is something like a fairytale. Only there's a lot more unsavory ele...
There are moments in the night when the brain is neither wake nor asleep, when the mind wonders listlessly in a shallow sleep. It was here where Tom's brain drifted. It had been a long day and he wanted nothing more than to slip into a deep, dreamless sleep. It was all he could think about as he and Aresta walked back to his apartment in a state of total ex...
David Jones stood atop Cefn Bryn, one of the higher points on the Gower Peninsula. It was early spring, or late winter, depending on how you wanted to look at it, and the air was unusually clear for the season. The twenty-or-so houses and pastures that made up Nicholaston spread out at the bottom of the hill, about a hundred feet down, and pressed up against...
So, it's been a while but this is the latest in R&R, I recommend reading parts 1-3 for plot development but if you like being confused and bewildered well then just read this one :D Enjoy! *** A soft, warm hand caressed my crotch and for a second I thought I was still dreaming, but no there was no doubt a moment later when the hand began to massage my hard...
There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in his story. As if your vote is my applause, please vote. * Why I write my stories, by Susan Jill Parker. Suffice to say, I'm different than you. No surprise there, just as you're different than me, I'm different than you. We're not nearly the same person. I'm not writing that I'm special or better t...
Eric sat in a chair at the end of the bed, his legs straight out and spread apart on the bed. Erica lay on the bed, her feet resting in the space between his legs. He'd given her his best foot rub, he'd told her his boringest stories, he'd shushed her repeatedly when she tried to start conversations, offered her pills that the psychologist had conjured from...
Sister's Shemale Friend Summary: Family seduced and dominated by an irresistible shemale. Note 1: This is a Summer 2018 Contest Story so please vote. Note 2: Thanks to DarkBreezly for creating the pictures in this story. Note 3: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert and Wayne for editing this story. I came home from work a couple hours early, as our manager...
"Anderson!" I turned toward the voice, it was soft and yet commanding. Walking towards me was Lieutenant Richard Grimm, his last name rather fitting. His humor was dark and he generally was the bearer of bad news. "Sir," I said, saluting before shaking his hand. "How are you?" "Those fucking retards running this shit show wouldn't know their own ass from...
As related by, Miss Irene Clearmont. This is a retelling of that well known tale. But, this tale is not one for children and those of a delicate disposition. It is a female domination, BDSM version that may strike some chords... The queen, the princess and her father have business to settle and the queen is going to get her way no matter what. Even if she...