It is the year 2020, when the invasion of nearly 20,000 men led by King Christopher Esteban of Linced crossed over the southern borders of neighboring kingdom, Nicaea. The King of Nicaea, Leylin Farlier sent his right hand man, Landyn Kenneth, to be in charge of the Kingdom's poorly trained militia, numbering 70,000 men to meet Linced's army in combat, only...
My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman describing the author's sexual development and experiences in Victorian England. It was first published in a private edition of eleven volumes, at the expense of the author, including an imperfect index, which appeared over seven years beginning around 1888. The work itself is enormous, amounting to...
Within the sleeping quarters the trainer of pets holds the strap firmly on either side of the rubber ball pulling it upwards, forcibly stretching the trainee's mouth open until it literally locks into position between the teeth as if custom moulded for a perfect fit. From the moment the ball gag is tightly secured the trainee's tongue and mouth are immobilis...
The name is Christopher Jean-Bertrand. I'm a young Black man of Haitian descent living in York, a town located right outside the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I currently attend York University, where I major in Civil Engineering. Yes, I'm a deeply intellectual kind of guy. We have those in the Black community too. Let no one tell you otherwise. With...
He was naked. Exposed. Vulnerable. Before he had entered the room, he had a name, an identity, a sense of self. But as he crossed the threshold to his Master's bedroom, he lost it all. He has no name, as objects have no need of names. He has no identity beyond that of a toy; his master had no need for another boyfriend. He has no sense of self, only a sense...
Chapter 3 -- The Wizard The next morning, Maddie bounced down the steps of Dave's apartment building and headed towards the parking lot, seeing Cindy waiting in her car for her. It felt so strange to Maddie that today was Sunday, yet she had not gone to church. Still, she recognized that these were unique circumstances, with a great number of pressing erra...
When she died, I was lost. Drifted in a haze of sorrow. I don't remember when it first started, but I would take a piece of her clothing to bed with me to find comfort, to help me sleep. A scarf, a dress, a shirt she used to wear. It did bring comfort, a way to deal with the loss. I don't remember when I started wearing the clothes, only that it felt be...
(C) 2006 Rachel Gumm. I welcome feedback. Thank you to everyone who provided feedback on the first part! * The doorbell rang over the sound of the hi-fi. Not having much of a party music collection, Kevin had stuck a Fatboy Slim album on, hoping it would create the right atmosphere. He dutifully headed towards the front door. "So, have you worked out who...
It was a discovery of enormous magnitude and considering the quakes that would reverberate through the literary community it caught the interest of many scholars. The investigation went on for weeks as biographers, anthropologists and sex therapists wandered through the mud deep into the woods to a tiny shack, to the tiny shack. Once there they studied the w...
The night had fallen for a couple hours, and yet, Los Angeles was more dynamic than ever. The city was shining a thousand lights coming from its numerous buildings, and its population was living it's life, far from suspecting something terrible was coming their way. And yet, it was. You see, there are things humans have come to think impossible, because the...