Her head was pounding. Her life's flow pulsing, whacking bruisingly against her temples, each throb so minutely felt, she was certain the cranial bone was bowing under the rhythmic torture. There was no point in pressing sweaty, trembling fingertips to the points of agony. That only made it worse. She had tried a massage technique taught by her mother, but t...
For those of you who have requested a follow up on my original story about Patrick, Rachel, Snake and Jerry here it is. Chapters 1- 12 can be found in Novels and Novella's or just click on my name, Shandal, and go to my complete list of stories.. If you are of a sensitive nature please be aware that there are in this multi part story some graphic scenes of...
The Gods of the housing market were obviously smiling on them and they were both able to sell their houses quickly. The new larger house was duly purchased and a bank loan found the last £20,000 that was needed to complete the purchase and carry out some minor repairs and decorate the house throughout. Chris being an architect meant that all of this was done...
Chapter Seven - Michele Ascending Michele and Polly sat in Michele's lounge drinking tea and smoking. "So? Inspector Burgess?" Michele asked. "Well you know the Matron runs a prostitution ring and that most of the clients are the elite of CMH and the hoi polloi who make up their close circle of friends," Polly went on. "Well us girls and our punters nee...
I stood shivering in the walk-in beer storage, my arms crossed over my breasts, silently willing my chilly nipples to behave. My thin t-shirt was no protection against the cold. Beside me Mac was droning on about liquor inspections and inventories. As the owner of the bar where I worked, Mac was technically my boss, but his authority didn't hold as much sw...
A/N – Hi! Just a quick word of warning on this story. Although it's placed in the Sci-fi/Fantasy category, it is more than just what is known as "Punk Sci-Fi". It actually can fall under many different categories ranging from Anal, to First Time, to Reluctance, to Interracial Relations, to Homosexuality. If you are the slightest bit offended by any of the ab...
A/N: Here is something I've tried to write for a while now, and finally succeeded. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it. Also, English is not my main language, so if there are typos or mistakes, I apologize. Tales of Cera will be a series of stories that happen in the same world, but each story will focus on different people and even different...
Winston bolted upright out of the chair and aimed the nerve pistol at the face. Overlord's smile didn't flicker. "That weapon cannot harm me," said the luminous face, "but to make this conversation feel less adversarial, I'll get rid of it." The pistol turned into dust. Winston's fingers came together into a fist as the handle crumbled away into nothingnes...
James owed me, specifically he owed me one whole day of unquestioning obedience with absolutely no limits on my part. Naturally, in between, he tied me up and I really suffered for teaching him how to tease me so effectively when I had been a schoolgirl. He also tortured me with his tongue until I promised to teach him how to use my vibrators to the best eff...
Trysten awoke in a cold sweat, shivering as he sat up quickly in his bed. He looked around and realized it was still dark outside. What woke him? Looking around the room in a bleary stupor, he realized that he was not in his bedroom at the castle. He rubbed his eyes and sighed as the memories of the day began to seep back into his conscious mind. Had it onl...