The next morning, I made my way to the office I had on the second floor, and turned on my laptop and such to start aiding the FBI in the investigation of the sex trafficking allegedly run by the Hunters in this area. Agent Andrews brought me a cup of coffee, and we briefly discussed what my role would be. I asked him the ethics of being involved, since I had...
(Author's Note: I had a different title for this when I first submitted this to an Editor here at Literotica for a better perspective on it. JadeQ was kind enough to agree to do it and her first touch was to suggest a new Title. I loved it. So Jade, my many thanks for a much better title and the many great suggestions you gave me. I also have to say one oth...
My private office is in an unsuspecting little place, on one side of a fairly modest hill, in an average, if rather newish residential suburb. I work until very late at night, and only recently realised that in a way, I'm somewhat like the character in Clint Eastwood's 'Play Misty' film of the late Sixties, except that I have a very limited, select audience...
[This is a non-erotic tale. Seriously. Non-erotic. Stay away if you want sex here. These are not the words you're looking for. This is literally the darkest thing I have ever written, and it is totally unrelated to all of my other works. You have been warned.] * Gregor Samsa had awoken one morning to find that he had been transformed into a giant cockroach...
Those of you that think that prostitutes are nothing more than a commodity, to use and discard like a piece of toilet paper after you've wiped your arse, should maybe consider not reading any further because this story will probably offend your narrow minded and misogynist attitudes. These women are in a service industry that provides relief to those willing...
Chapter 01: The Snake and the Apple Part One: The Snake Pit The bathroom was as dark as the club. And the black lights used to illuminate the small dingy room didn't do much in helping her fix her make up, but it did do a fine job in hiding acts people were doing in the stalls and in the corners and in their hearts. And even in here she couldn't escape the...
'Soon it became inexplicably bizarre' * I closed my lap top and put it back into its case. I had 14 more of a 15 hour non stop over-the-pole flight from Dubai to San Francisco and I had to be careful not to use up the battery power for at least another 10 hours of flight. "Are you a story writer," asked the man next to me. He was in his middle thirties an...
Chapter One. The ancient Greeks blamed Fate for all the twists and turns in their lives. We modern men don't like that. We make our own Fate, we say -- we have our own responsibility. Happiness is a choice. And the Gods laugh. The cab driver that took Juliana to the clinic must have been from a more gallant era. He opened her door and helped her out of the...
Pogo's Very Long Day: Love's Strange Forms and The Perils of Hunting Monsters This story is also part of the world started in "Shameless" and continued in "Monster" and "Pogo and Spooky". I'm posting it in LW because the rest of the story is already here. It'll make a lot more sense if you read the other three stories first. I typically don't write graphic...
Urban Oddballs: And Be Transformed Edited by Thegreat_pretender ***** After the defeat of Cheese Chariot, Palora departed from Helga and Poppy. Now, with the day being still pretty young, the bubble butt deer and her dog were now hanging out in Poppy's room. "Jeez, are you sure I can have some of these?" Asked Helga, holding up one of Poppy's provoca...