Chapter Twenty Five Intrepid - 3754 C.E. Captain Kerensky had good reason to feel satisfied. The Interplanetary Space Ship Intrepid was safe and secure. Every surviving crusader and jihadist of the Holy Coalition had been apprehended, interrogated and processed. The Intrepid was continuing on its voyage to the furthest reaches of the Solar System as origin...
His hand pushed down against my spine, holding me flat to the mattress. As I turned my head to look round at him he thrust downwards, pressing me deeper into the springs. My heart thudded heavily. For a moment I was so intently aware of the air against my exposed skin, the shock of cool hitting wet that I shivered. It drew a groan from him. A low and despera...
Man, sometimes I think politics and taxes are the only things one can't escape in this life or any other. Being Immortal, I've already escaped Death. However, the tax man and local politics are coming after me. My name is Jacques Henri Acier. A six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and muscular Black man of Haitian descent currently living in the City of Toronto,...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. Reproduction without the expressed approval of the writer and owner of the story is prohibited. Be advised, this is a story about a cuckold couple told from the point of view of their bull. As some of you know of my stories, it is not conventional to the genre. I push boundaries and question everything a...
She lay alone, unclothed on the bed. The room was lit only by a witch's dozen of thick white candles, wax dripping down their sides, their flames rising and falling with the faint breeze slipping between the slats of the lowered blinds. Her naked white skin glistened with a faint sheen of perspiration. A solitary bead of sweat ran from her brow down to her...
Michael and I had been having sex since the night of my 18th birthday that night when he unleashed a new passion in my life we met in the Americas bar on the high street, at first he ignored me and I new better that to say anything unless he spoke to me first. He was sat with another woman, at that time I didn't know who she was but eventually Michael turne...
After the first two pages it became obvious that this was no ordinary diary. No diarist starts off with a short autobiography for a start. Colonel Emerson had evidently meant it to be a record for posterity. At the time of the Torgon invasion Emerson was forty-six years old, married with two teenage children and head of police in Dorivar, which turned out t...
In a different part of our universe, there's a binary star system in the civilized heart of the Andromeda Galaxy. In that galaxy, there's a planet that lay in the habitable zone. It's twice the size of our planet, it requires two suns to provide energy to the planet, and four moons to stabilize the planet, and give a regular set of seasons, as well as 24-hou...
I opened my eyes. The lid of the stone sarcophagus that I was trapped in for years was suspended above my head. I was finally free, but there could only be one reason why. Hell was back. I clenched my fists in rage and when I did, I noticed the predicament I was in. I was stark naked and my hands and feet were shackled to the sides of the sarcophagus. I sat...
You are the Tharn. Your preferred form is basically a ball of slime given sentience by each cell of your body communicating with the others like some kind of amorphous brain. Though you can technically assume any form you have a difficult time forming load-bearing structures like legs or rigid tissues like bones. Your body was basically a glob of muscle/brai...