Note: All persons used in this novel are fictitious. Although the areas used in this novel are real, the streets, buildings, roadways, recreational areas, and other points of interest used to make this interesting reading for you, are neither at the exact heights, or in the location described. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity,...
(Introduction: Hello there, I hereby ask for a sincere apology from all of the readers, to keep you all waiting since a long time. With a heavy heart I need to announce of this story coming to an end following this part. After an inbox full of suggestions, I plainly had to take a bit more time to adjust the story according to the desires and demands of every...
Yvonne Allen broke her arm. It would be more accurate to say that someone broke it for her. Her injury occurred not long after leaving a trendy club at closing time with a couple of her girlfriends -- Dana and Donna -- enjoying a girls night out. The club was known for being friendly to gays, lesbians and trans people; of whom Yvonne was a trans person. Her...
We would have decided to meet in person, for the first time. A ski town? Yes, a ski town. A nice hotel, right on the slopes. One of those classic mountain lodges, done American style: large. With large rooms, large beds, large windows, large lounge, multiple stories. The day you leave for the hotel, you get an email. It's a short one, with a few bullet po...
***** Author's Notes: In these stories I'm attempting something somewhat new, darker, grittier, and going a little bit further down the proverbial rabbit hole than I've gone before. I'm putting all of the tag/trigger warnings (that I can think of) here in the beginning so that you can see some of the elements that are contained in this story so that if this...
WARNING: This story is VERY LONG. There's a lot of sex upfront, then story in the middle, then a lot more sex. If you're looking for a quickie, you'll have to look elsewhere. I posted this a long time ago under a different account. New year, new me, new account-but the same old stories apparently haha. Enjoy.' WARNING. This story has: FORCED/NON-CONSENT...
April 21, 1889 Oklahoma Territory Abby tugged her late husband's long duster, securing it against the chilly breeze. Today and tomorrow morning were for standing in the long line of families and single men waiting for the cannon in Fort Reno to fire. The race would begin at noon. Figuring out how she was going to stay on her homestead for the required five...
FOREWORD These stories are based in Australia and written in the idiom the characters would use. Some issues in language variations I anticipated and built translations into my narrative. Others have caught me by surprise. Generally, the intended meaning will be clear from the context if you don't cling too tightly to your usual usage. Crutch/ Crotch h...
Story blurb: Tabby finds herself alone and smoking again. She doesn't want to pick up her old vice, but she can't muster the will to deny herself the release. So she asks Master William and his slave Krista for help. A special kind of motivation. Discipline and reward. The two turn out to be resourceful and devious partners in getting rid of Tabby's bad habi...
Authors note: This is a work of fiction. I have little to no knowledge of the well-known figures contained within this tale. Their actions in the story are pure fantasy and are not indicative to the best of my limited understanding of how they actually live their lives. This is the final chapter in Hanna's story, although there's always the possibility she...