"Pleez...por favor...pretty pleez...fuck me..." I looked up at her with tears in my eyes, pleading to be penetrated. I didn't have to beg...nothing in the world would have stopped Lola from spraying her seed deep inside my ass...but I know it's what they wanted to hear. I regretted it immediately...well almost immediately...nothing can take away from the pur...
Commissioned by a friend from the U.S who loves monstergirl-makes-human-chattel stuff. And I'm nothing if my friends are not happy. Femdom, dark elf, the works. Monstergirls raid humans for slaves for breeding and labor, and take care in integrating, training and breeding them as sexual pets. Second Person, heterosexual story. Enjoy if you like that stuff....
Does recovery bring a man full circle in spite of himself? The heater vent on the dash would melt the snowflakes almost as soon as they hit the windshield of my truck, almost being the operative word. With the fan on high and the heat dial all the way to the right I was getting about two thirds of them. The wiper kept up with the other third at least throug...
~~Natasha~~ "This place reeks of wraiths... but... there's more." Matt pointed them toward the mausoleums, deep in the cemetery, raised up slightly on the gentle slope with platforms of stone, concrete, and stairs. "Someone's been walking this path." "Can't smell em," Art said, "but yeah, someone's been walking this path." "B-But, if you can't smell em, h...
Chapter VI. Destiny was driving her old, beat up, red Volvo fast along the Coastal Highway south of West Pam Beach, Florida. The hot, humid, salty air pouring in from her open window had caused another sneezing fit. Damn allergies, she thought as she opened her eyes. She felt dizzy and confused for a second. She lost her bearings. What am I doing? She puzzl...
~~Darian~~ Darian took a small step back, and kept his sword up and ready. "Patrius." "Patrius... the guard from Tiryns?" Otrera came up beside Darian, sword as ready as his own, and scanned over the group of villagers. They were just people, armor as old and untended as a farmer's sword, and untrained hands fumbling with their equipment with just as muc...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. There are two distinct phases of falsehood. In the first, you realize you can lie to those closest to you. In the second, you realize you shouldn't. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. There is a b...
Sellsword 6 – The Dragon Lord This story was previously posted on a site that is no longer fully functional With the Dragon Dancers and their mother slain, Garth, Jarveena and Hawk rode slowly back to Kaladur. Little was said among them as they traveled – each was deep in their own thoughts. “Grieve not, Jarveena.” The words entered Jarveena’s mind, a...
Gabriella Ella kept running through Grayson Hall until she reached the glass exit doors. It was the word 'please' that she had drawn and Simon had traced over, that stopped her from rushing outside. She stared as the condensation beaded up and rolled down the glass like teardrops. Just minutes before he had trapped her between the door and his warm body. Ha...
The short fat man swirled the brandy and then raised the glass and inhaled the heady fumes. He smiled when he considered that it cost the equivalent of a day's wages for many of the people living in his country. Life was good. Before he walked towards the balcony doors to open the drapes he turned off the room lights. Even though he was in the penthouse of...