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"Delivery for you!" said my Mistress Rashida, calling into the building from the street, as she used the reins to draw me to a stop outside the office of one of her elven clients. I stood on my two powerful hoofed legs and brought my hand-hooves to rest on the end of their short chain in display posture, lest I feel the whip again for forgetting. "I'll be r...
Chapter 5 The Grim Reaper Strikes The slave was in pain now. Her arms, having been shackled above her head for several hours, ached with a burning pain that was rivaled only by the spasming cramps attacking her legs. The central heating was on now, raising the temperature significantly. Sweat covered her body, mixing with, surprisingly, the juices leaking...
I sat in the foyer, trying to my best to be patient. I tried to bide my time by observing my surroundings, like a good soldier. Everything in the room, including the room itself, was made of wood. But unlike human made objects, it was grown, not carved. This was typical of elves. I could hear giggling and loud whispers from upstairs. The two girls were obv...
Chapter 11: Tuesday, Again (still) - The Bootique Less than an hour before, I'd bolted awake to find myself seated on a metal chair with no personal memories to speak of, in a concrete room full of villains and stolen pleasure-droids. So that sucked. Also, my butt had felt like I'd just been reamed and, disturbingly enough, I'd been less concerned about the...
Concentration of wealth had reached a tipping point. The computer revolution, world wide information sharing, and overpopulation were all part of it. In the developed countries unemployment reached forty percent. Seventy percent of the employed did not make enough to live on and depended on government aid. Every government was in deep debt. The one percent...
I become a circus performer in more ways than one Scorpius1945 Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any liken...
This story is a sequel to the three part story about Strider, and information about her and her friends, including details of their appearances, are included there. In order to avoid redundancy, I have omitted them from this episode. For the next three Saturday afternoons, Buffy drove from the college dormitory to The Pony Farm with her friends, Tara and...
Fetishes: hero, heroine, supernatural, femdom, chase, capture, boyish charm, blushing, cute, romantic Tags: superheroines, Pony Express, Rhapsody, Lane, hero, Cosmic Particle World, super speed, enhanced speed Note: This is a requested fantasy and is not intended to slam any men at all, in case I get comments about how this sounds condescending to men. Som...
The next day the weather was a shade cooler but Jim was still in his shirtsleeves as he made his way to work. There was a spring in his step as he went through the morning routine and he was bubbling with anticipation. It seemed that every day was bringing new experiences, most of them positive, and he wondered what was in store for him today. In what seemed...