My Master loves to give his servant "special times." He particularly likes making me perform sex acts that under normal circumstances I simply could not do. Ever. He has ways of making me do what he wants and today was no exception. His intent was to make me perform for others, without any display of inhibition. He took me to a downtown sex club. This is a w...
Part Two: An Anchor With a gasp, Levant sat up. Woozy, it took a moment for his vision to clear so that he could discern his surroundings. When it did so he found himself in a large, well-lit room. From the way it was furnished it looked like it belonged to some eccentric billionaire. The walls were lined with shelves stuffed full of books, scrolls and pa...
I probably should have taken the longer way home that night. As it was, impatience won and I took the alley, leading me on a course that would change my life forever. I remember well the darkness and dankness of it. The moon was hidden in shadow and not another soul in sight, or so I thought. Then I heard it, footsteps behind me, the clicking of a woman's he...
Chapter 05: Denial and Disobedience It was impossible to sleep. The days were a challenge, as I was given work around the hospital and expected to perform diligently despite the corset that cut my breath shallow and the strap that dug between my legs. Simply moving about caused the stays to clasp and the leather to rub me, building a tantalizing friction...
Lady Gwendolyn sighed as she looked out her window. The fair girl was a lovely brunette 18 years old and still unwed, with hair that hung past her waist in silky ripples when she wore it down. Every morning her maid Brandy would put braid it into 2 long braids and wrap it around her head, braided loops making it even wavier in the evenings when she brushed i...
"The myth about all Saudi Arabian people being rich is just that, a myth, I mean, if you believe that, then explain to me how come everyone in Canada isn't rich," Fawza Fetieh said, and the young Saudi woman tried not to roll her eyes as she and her co-worker Ali Diallo cleaned the CRA building located on Laurier Street in downtown Ottawa. It was after hours...
A/N: Oh sweet heaven! Finally the last part of Ch. 6! This part is pretty short though (hence the reason why it's up so fast), but I do feel it's important because of how it helps set things up. Once again a huge thanks to my editor, Todger65, for his hard work. As I mentioned in my Stones of Incienda update, I'll mention here. From here on out I'll start t...
Mr. Nickerson had given Missy a few days off after she passed out under his desk, a few uneventful weeks ago. She had no idea how she got there and shuttered in embarrassment at the thought that other servants might have seen her in such an unsightly state, but somehow she had woken up safe and sound in her own bed, politely covered in her own nightclothes....
"Pitiful loser," Lord Vaughn said, and the Elder Vampire looked at the fledgling before spitting in disgust. As the Master of the Blood Legion, it was Lord Vaughn's duty to train new recruits and turn them into a force to reckon with. The Supreme Council of the Undead expected no less of him. The aforementioned loser happened to be Omar Selkirk, and he was t...
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