Disclaimer: This Story is fiction, none of it really happened. I love, adore, and respect Emma Watson, this is merely a fantasy featuring her. I am not trying to imply that anything like this has ever happened involving her. * Emma Watson in The Perks of Being a Nymphomaniac: White Christmas Hello, my lovely fans. I do adore all of you, especially thos...
Game day was here, and given that it was a playoff game, it was packed. The bleachers were full with screaming fans of both football teams. People everywhere. Which is why I escaped under to the no less loud but far less crowded location of under the bleachers. Oh I'm Anna by the way, and I'm no football fan by any means. Wasn't in high school, and I'm not n...
The beach was Sarah's most favorite place in the world. It was her home-away-from-home, it was her sanctuary; the place where she could lose her troubles as well as her cares. The beach was a place where the world did not exist and Sarah was the queen of her domain. No pesky boyfriend to interfere in her happiness; in fact, it was her meddling man that cause...
Beneath the purple and black sky of her home dimension a beautiful white haired maiden stared miserably at an iron face mask. She considered destroying it but she knew that wasn't really what she wanted to do and it wouldn't make her feel any better. The idea of destroying the man it belonged to had a certain thrill to it but that idea fled her mind as quick...
Note: This series takes a lot of turns, and any given chapter might include female/female play, male/male play, BDSM, group stuff, and who knows what. It's all just meant to be fun, and I'll try to pick a good category for each, but be forewarned. And have fun. Life is play. * "This," said Dee, "is crazy." We were out on her front porch smoking a joint. R...
An Exaltation of Muse Ch. 02 N.B. This may not make much sense to you, but if you haven't read Ch. 01 it will make no sense whatsoever. Thalia is mentor to the frustrated muses assigned to writers who don't publish stories but comment freely—and frequently harshly—on other writers' stories. She has dubbed this unlucky lot Muses to the Overt Commentariat (M...
The Senate Apartment Complex. Home to dignitaries from all over the Republic, the proud residence of thousands of the galaxy's finest lawmakers. Luxurious, highly secure, it was a monument to the Republic's prestige and the respect accorded its highest functionaries. If only the holographers could have gotten inside, they would have been astounded by what...
Nick and Belle would usually discuss in advance what they would do together at their next meeting. These get together were always at a Boston area hotel where Nick would rent a room for their encounters. Nick almost always took the initiative in making suggestions about how their meetings would go. (He was, after all, the Dom and she was his submissive.) Ve...
"So...I just stand here?" I ask, obliviously. My voice reverberates and echoes in the cavern I've been sequestered to within the catacombs of the dragon's monstrously large cave system that acts as their home. "Yes, Peter. And you wait for him to finish observing your Spectrum. It probably won't take too long, in fact, he probably already has the answer," N...
Chapter 1: Invitations Sally Hines was free. At least from the world of high school. She stepped out from her last exam and made her way toward the bus stop to head home. Never again would she have to return to high school and the complicated social world that she had failed to understand. Next year she would be traveling off to college, far away, where she...