Authors note I might suggest that those of you who don't enjoy my stories exercise your right to stop at this point. We'll miss you to be sure, but I am certain this way we can avoid all the ugliness in the comments section. I understand, appreciate and welcome constructive criticism. Good and bad. It may be that I am a poor writer (perchance that is why...
This story inspired by "Sacrament" By Pride and Fall. * I crack my whip. You cry in pain and lust. I bend you over, and you obey. Your ass is red, bright red. I love to see you like this, and you secretly love to feel it. Every time we play like this, you act as though you are afraid; you act as though I am doing something I should not. You beg me to stop...
Disclaimers: Reading the earlier parts is advisable to get the back story and preamble and to make sense of tale. There will be cheating and betrayals so you you have been warned. The tags are there for a reason, so don't bitch about the cheating after the warning as it is getting tiresome. Tiresome like being in lock-down for several weeks. The Devils Cuc...
Dear Master, You said that you wanted to know what my deepest sexual fantasy is. I have been trying to think if there is one that I would label as the "deepest." I guess I'm not real clear on what that means because by that I would assume either the one that I think about the most or the one that I really want to have done. So I'm going to try and do my bes...
Things have been going great. We often go to the beach, in a conservative swim suit you don't see most of her work (the hard cock tat between her tits are hard to hide with a swim suit) and in her bikini the wording above her nipples is clearly visible, both "Cum Slut" and "QoS" as well as "Nina the Slut" across her lower back. It was very obvious that she w...
Chapter 9 -- Confrontation and sanctuary. When I was younger I had helped out vampires on the run from necromancers with my family. I had even joked once that we were a battered vampire shelter. Vampires truly are necromancer's slaves and chattel out in the world with some few exceptions. They would show up, having heard of us through rumor, at our door. W...
After closing the apartment door, I quickly headed back to the bedroom. There my two Elven Goddesses were waiting for my return. I had to pause in the door way to take in the image of these lovely creatures lounging on my bed. Raven had let the braid out of her name sake colored hair. The contrast of the black hair on her slightly tanned skin would of been e...
As Cindy arrived home from church...she thought about all the errands she'd have to run and the fact her parents were expecting her to visit and to listen to them rehash their senior citizen bus trip for the eleventh time. The good thing about church was the feeling she got when she felt the world come off her shoulders for a little while. She wore a multi c...
Salem Ma. 2010. summer. The night air was warm they did not know I was watching set up the alter and draw the pentagram on the floor. As if I am controlled by a drawing, but let them have their childish ways. The coven gathered dress in white flowing gowns except for Diana. she was aging but she has been a good loyal advert of my earthly deeds. She has sa...
(It looks like our closet slut is at it again. If you haven't read the Good Deed series, you can find them on my author page. They are My Good Deed, Another Good Deed and A Forced Good Deed in that order. My thanks to Slavey for reading over it and to Magical Hands for helping me think of this idea. Enjoy and vote. ) It was a hard day. I walked into my hous...