This is meant to be an extremely customizable story with multiple plot lines. As of right now, there are only 20 variables (with not all of them heavily used), but more will be added as the story progresses. Below are descriptions of the current variables in the story. You: Normal guy who has finished his first year of college at Alabama. You've gotten in sh...
Something had changed in Steve's elemental persona since Julia had left him in the kitchen that morning. As she studied the situation, her hauteur lifted momentarily. "What's gotten into you, Steve?" she asked cautiously, examining his face to detect any nuance that would revive her advantage. Clearly a degree of existential momentum had shifted to Steve...
Firstly, here is another episode for the sick anonymous critics to add their nauseating comments to. To the vast majority of readers I apologise for the above remarks, because I know that you are normal, sane, healthy people who would only criticise because there is something in the story to criticise. I ended my last chapter where I had just begun to repre...
Udit and Jaya lay side by side – each on their own zone of the large king size bed. A wedding buy from nearly five years ago, the bed had seen many happier, amorous times. The first fiery days of passionate lovemaking had slowly descended into a more sedate companionship and finally to the current state of aloof coexistence. Both knew at the start of the...
Chapter 1: Meet Hilary Smith Hilary, thirty two, was the head of the Accounts department in Smith Holdings. Of Seth's four children, Hilary was the least fucked up. She was a tall, pretty brunette. Her colleagues respected her, but she had the reputation of a boring workaholic who barely had a social life. Hilary was a driven person, who was determined to s...
* * * * * Note: this is a previously approved text story with recently added audio. Click Here to listen. (33 min/mp3) * * * * * Part 1: In which Lady Ailara buys her last slave I stepped off the boat, wrinkling my nose at the smells of peasantry. It's not that peasants are bad people of course, they just don't have the intelligence to escape their plig...
This is my first attempt writing a story of this genre, if you don't like it please move on, constructive criticism and suggestions welcomed. Vote and leave a comment. This is a multipart series and the reader will need to start at the beginning to completely understand the story. I think for most guys when in high school and college they labeled some of t...
Limaq stiffened imperceptibly, fingers closing on the pommel of his sword. His eyes narrowed on the dark depths of the corridor leading from their post at the door to the Queen's garden. Despite his relaxed stance he remained fully alert, watching between the moonbeams that cut into the darkness at each window leading back to the Star Chamber. One corner of...
(In which Relationship counseling takes on a whole new meaning when guns and heavy weaponry are involved) When Inara and Jorge emerged into the cargo bay and Kaylee and Simon had exchanged furtive embraces and scuttled in dishabille to their respective stations, Mal called to Kaylee "If you hear gunfire and I give you the word, I want you to slam the inner...
Paige had been very tempted to just stay in AJ's little love nest until the next RAW, maybe longer, however she wasn't about to lose her job over this little feud, no matter how fun it was topping Kaitlyn and Beth. So after a very long night of kinky lesbian sex she and Emma hit the road, barely making the RAW taping. That was when the incredible high she...