Weeks had gone by since Doll had seen Lilith or anything supernatural. She finally began to feel like she was getting the hang of being human. She and Brian were very happy together as he had shown her some of the greatest movies and music he could getting her caught up on great things. Their sex life was always fun, especially with a few tricks she's tried...
After my dad died in a farm accident, mum tried to make ends meet by leasing the farm and renting a house in town. Mum worked hard as a receptionist in the local real estate office, and I had a part time job, working at the hardware store on weekends and after school. I agreed with mum that if I could finish my last year in high school, we could have mor...
If you started reading my story at this chapter, I should help you catch up! My name is Peggy, but my dormitory friends all call me Pygmy. It's a play on my name of course, but it's funny because I'm so small. I'm four feet -- ten in stockingfeet and weigh less than 90 pounds. A hormonal problem kept me from developing normally. Oh sure, at age 19 I'm se...
Gail King, a natural blonde with a figure sculptured perhaps by the sculptor's gardener employed to shape shrubs rather than by the sculptor himself was deposited on rickety jetty on Kismet Island where there was a small roof on four poles for shelter. "Don't worry love," said the deckhand with an unusually soft Aussie accent as she steered the inflatable...
Beginning in the late 2020s, a strange rumor began to pop up on forum sites. Mysterious posts would appear and then disappear an hour later. They would advertise something called, 'Transformation and Titillation' claiming it was the best game show on the internet followed by a hyperlink and a warning that only those eighteen and older could view the content....
This is part 3 of Master Takes His Sluts Soul. Though you don't need to read the previous chapters to enjoy this one. I recommend that you do. I truly hope you enjoy part 3. little-nymphe I am at work starring at my computer, sipping the steaming cup of coffee. Trying to get motivated to do my work. Unconsciously, I smooth my hands over the silk fabric of...
"Jessamy fuckin' Beech, as I live and breathe." "Spivey." "You taking this piece of shit back to Kirkwall for the bounty I take it?" Jessamy should've guessed that it wouldn't be straightforward just jumping on a boat and sailing all the way up to Orkney from Nairn. Hamnavoe had a big price on his head and it was only a matter of time before other interes...
Chapter 03: Paul's Story This is a true story submitted to me by Paul. He sent it to me after reading Boating 2. He declined to name his country of origin. These are mostly Paul’s words, but English is not his first language. I have edited as necessary, but tried to keep as much original prose as possible. Everything started when I was 12 years old. A 16-y...
Strolling through the empty house, lights all turned off the sunlight streaming in the windows like a nymph playing Nimira is restless. A longing thrums in her veins as she struggles for something to occupy her time while Master is away. Dishes are cleaned, the house as He likes it. She aches but for what she cannot place a finger upon it. Sighing softly sh...
A handful of my closest, most trusted friends were here, there were beverages, appetizers, folding chairs set in a half moon set up, circling the room as if there was a stage in middle of the living room, where there was a sole over sized leather chair, a covered table next to it. I am a photographer, and videographer, a disabled lighting system was set up w...