She walks to the bathroom with tears in her eyes. She's not sure what to feel anymore - dirty, slutty, embarrassed, horny. She stands in front of the bathroom mirror looking at her body. Her hair is a tangled mess with dried porridge stuck in her hair and all over her face. She stares at her new collar with fascination, it looks so pretty, fitting snuggly on...
Hello to those who may be reading this. I'm fairly new to this whole scene, having only started reading stories on Lit about a month or two ago. Most stories are all the same, so I thought I'd try adding something fresh into the mix. This is my first ever written piece of work (not counting essays and shit), and will also be my first submission. There may be...
©Ravenous All Rights Reserved * He watched her from across the table as she threw her head back, laughing as his little brother told her some stupid joke. Her black hair glistened in the sunlight, the short strands ruffled occasionally in the wind even though it was cut into what she called the Halle Berry style. Her straight white teeth gleamed between he...
Marisela's cunt smelled like piss that morning when she got out of bed. She went to the bathroom and splashed some rose water on her tits and throat and then took a palmful and worked it into her hairy groin. Her legs ached from the night before when she endured two shows at The Blue Canary. She was due to work again that night. She was a real performer. Tha...
My name used to be Samantha. I don't think I have a name anymore, though. Maybe just a title, or some kind of file number used to keep track of me. I can't be sure, as my masters do not speak my language. Even if I could tell them my name, I doubt they would listen. They are very strict in their use of me, and they consider my needs very little. I have come...
Clark checked the clock before he put on the emergency brake and turned off the car. It was closer to 8pm than he wanted it to be but traffic on his way into the city had been worse than he had planned. He grabbed his belongings from the trunk and began to walk towards his friends place where he would be spending the weekend. Clark and Luke had known each ot...
A firm hand gripped November by the arm and she was led through the spacious Santiago Complex in silence. She expected the man's home to be among the more lavish and extravagant residences on the Jovis V station, but this meant nothing to her now. Once she'd been a spy, a top-notch intelligence officer, unflappable, ready for anything, always prepared. Now s...
The following story is my April Fool's Day 2018 Contest submission. I know it is a lot shorter than most of my stories, but I really hope you like it all the same. * "Damn she's hot." I thought to myself as I watched April walk across the pool deck toward her house. I couldn't help but admire the way her hips rolled as she walked or the way her tits jiggl...
The internet is a fantastic information distributing invention. The information it distributes can lead to fascinating, even improbable events. For example, a social media site enabled my wife of seven years to reconnect with her college roommate, Marie. They had fallen out of touch, then out of the information superhighway (remember that) Marie reconnected...
Author Note: This is the first part of what I plan on making a multi-part series. Please enjoy. * Mark picked up his phone bleary-eyed on Monday morning to find his screen filled with texts from Brittany. Her enthusiasm, while generally very helpful, can sometimes be more than a little exhausting. From a quick glance, Mark could tell her enthusiasm was alr...