If the stocks hadn't been holding Raven's head and arms in place she would have fallen to the ground. She was bruised and bloody and breathing hurt almost as much as standing. Raven didn't know where she ended and where Horatio Baccus's submissive victim began but she knew the latter was nothing she had ever imagined becoming but could not imagine going back...
We'd talked about this for several weeks, but never thought it could actually happen. Due to a change in plans he had two free days in a nearby city and decided to make the three-hour drive to my home. I paced the floor, nervous, antsy, fidgety. No matter how much a person thinks about, fantasizes and wants something, when it becomes reality it's a bit ner...
Imagine a world that has shrunk to just this: a lone gas-station town in the middle of a desert. It's a town of bleached wood and dusty plastic, a town of rainbow-sheened metal and pumps with no gas left. No, it's not a ghost town. People live here, mechanics whose jean-and-flannel uniforms are like tradition: passed down for so long that they only hint at t...
It began in silence. She was the Priestess and she was in charge. Her four young, male acolytes stood around her at the quarters of the circle watching and waiting. She was covered in a long, dark robe whist they were naked. With her eyes closed she began to turn, slowly, staying at the centre of the circle. She raised her arms, the robe flowing out about h...
Clothed in only the moonlight streaming through her window, Shelli drowsily rolls over onto her belly, nestling pillows beneath her. The breeze that caresses her flutters through the curtains above the bed like a lover's whisper and carries faintly a hint of the fragrances from the flowers in full bloom, the rose garden that is her pride and joy, even a...
***Author's Note*** This story is a companion piece to my earlier story "Wish Granted" and any stories in the "Wish Granted" series. You don't have to read those to understand this story. They are all meant to make sense individually, as well as together. *********************************** Aurélie prowled the massive garden that held flowers on its tree...
(A Continuation of Allie and Martine) Robby, Shelly and the cop came in. Martine walked into the living room stark naked and obviously comfortable with that state. Martine and the Sergeant obviously knew one another. The cop walked over to her, the equipment on her belt jangling, and the two women embraced and began a kiss that made their bodies look as i...
Greetings traveller, Welcome to our stories of mystery, intrigue, adventure, excitement, comedy, badly written sex scenes, horrific grammar, badly thought out plots and switching POVs. The Edverse is inconceivably vast with infinite variations of the world we know. Each choice we make creates branches to alternative realities which differ from each other to...
You stand at the precipice of a high cliff, overlooking a dark and serene sea. The water, black in the moonlight, laps at the cliff face. As you stare out, you begin to feel a pounding in your head as surely as the waves pounding against the shore. As the tide ebbs, the pounding becomes too intense to handle. You clutch your head, trying to cover your ears...
Simple, it can be simple, the more raw and intense it is the better. Cut to the chase, sometimes foreplay is overrated and when you want it and you need it, it won't come soon enough. That's just how it is with him it's never soon enough and each passing between us leaves me wanting more and more. So much so that even in dreams I can't escape the want, it li...