Luciel followed the sweet voice beckoning her, her boots clicking on the dull green floor of the corridor. She'd awakened to the soft whisper calling her name. It sounded like her Dominatio, but she wasn't sure. The cherub had only appeared to her three times in her life; the first time, when her parents had died, then again, to give her the divine sword she...
The voice was mom's. "I know you're naked, but it doesn't matter. Help us please." 'US?' Who is us? I moved to the big tree and saw my mom and dad. They were tied to a tree—well I take that back, mom's right wrist was cuffed to dad's left wrist and her left wrist was cuffed to his right wrist facing out and a good size tree was in between them or rather, t...
She didn't sleep again. For the third night in a damned row. The morning light came through the sheer curtains on her windows and Aymie groaned, pulling the sheets up over her head to hide from it. She was certain the sun would burn her, after her behavior Tuesday night. She played the scene over again and again in her head, tingling from head to toe with s...
In truth, there wasn't a particular moment in which Samantha decided death was overhyped. She'd lived an unexciting life; twelve years of school, three of college. A new apartment, built the year prior, lease freshly signed. She was studying engineering, had dreams about designing music equipment. And she died, unnoticed, in her bath. An errant blowdryer t...
Writer's note: Andynes - like Arin - are a bird-winged people from my GB and CC stories, and Tawny is a genetically-engineered human (and also a futa). This concludes my customary glossary of silly terms. :) * Arin tipped the last of the glass into her mouth and grimaced. She hadn't properly stirred the dagger root infusion when she'd diluted the current...
Larry's fist connected with my face. I fell to the floor, crying. "You are such a bitch, Bell," he said. "Such a little bitch." "I'm sorry," I apologized. "I won't do it again." Larry loomed over me, growing taller with every second that passed. "Pants off," he ordered. "Now." I winced. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and someone called my name. "Bell,"...
My dear friend and lover, It all seems so long ago. Here we are barely keeping in touch now and so busy with work and life. I've been meaning to share with you, though, what happened after we spoke the other day, that lovely conversation involving some mutual imagination and self-pleasure. It is so delightful to hear you aroused, using your toy to bring you...
Thanks to Tigerssman for all your help with this story. *** The war heated up. It was Spring in Northern Belarus; the rain just replaced the snow. The lines changed for both sides, but not much. The Australians needed troops, The Firebrand, and The Phoenix were stuck there. People felt like they were pieces on a chessboard. The war was getting too close to...
Joni Sullivan was a fashion designer, not a big name designer, not a well-known designer, not really a good or experienced designer, not even a full time fashion designer. That was more or less Joni's full life story, not the most beautiful girl in her hometown, not a good student, she was a shy young girl and an awkward teenager who didn't play sports and c...
May 21 - Thursday Half a dozen rough patches of roadside accidents had extended their eleven-hour trip to fourteen, but it would be well worth the wait. Typical for any Southern Californian to complain about traffic, it was damn near impossible to do so considering the view ahead. For the last hour or so, Lane and Luna climbed north on the 101 Freeway along...