Underground tournament is starting. It's pretty crowded and everyone want to put a bet on their favourites. There are no rules, except you can't **** anybody. Guys can do anything they want with their enemies, also as girls. Guys must wear only boxers or be naked and girls only bra and panties or naked. Guys in the crowd can't wait to see girls bumped on the...
All that afternoon at my café I couldn't stop thinking about Gina, and what I had said to her as I had departed. I had told her I loved her! Did I mean that? How could I? I barely knew the girl. Yes, I loved her lust for life and her lust for lust. Meeting her had reinvigorated me. All day I kept thinking about the next morning, how I would visit her again,...
This, like the first Chapter, is a true story. In this case, I did not add much, except change her name and the name of the school. If you have not read the first chapter, I encourage you to do so. Please leave feedback at the end. I am a new writer, and would like to read how you would have me improve. ***** A week had passed since that first encounter wi...
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...
Author's note: This is my fourth story with the lovely Amanda James starring. It takes place a few weeks after "How to be a Hucow". It is for Adults only and audiences interested in Hucows, lactation play, humiliation, and enslavement. Enjoy. ***** Amanda looked down on her laptop as she sat on her bed. The title "My week as a Hucow" was displayed at the...
IN THE BEGINNING Mona was an angry young woman. Unable to sustain a relationship due to her high-maintenance character, she settled for fucking whomever she could. At first she liked the no-strings-attached fucking, but she soon tired of the meaninglessness of it all. So she settled into a life of work and masturbation. During this time, she moved in with a...
On one cold, April day, Winston found a note on his desk when he came back from lunch break. The text was face down, and written in words too small and messy for the security cameras to read. It said, "I love you." He stared at the note and thought carefully. Who could this possibly be from? Going through his memories of the day, he thought he recalled seei...
Farren Heights Park was really where they should have met to begin with. The Disciplinarians rarely ventured into the park unless summoned, and the park's caretakers, more often than not, would refrain from calling them for a few grams of cannabis or a bar of chocolate. "I ain't got any Belgian left," said the voice from the equipment shed behind the hardwa...
Let me explain first of all, that I like older women. And, as a man of 28 years, that doesn’t mean women who are in their thirties, or even their forties. If she’s not twenty years older than I am, forget it. Not that I can’t get turned on by a girl my age. In fact, I’m seeing someone now who’s 25. But what gets me harder than hard is a lady over, say, 50. A...
Nights were hardest now. The dark uncertainty of morning -- and what might come, like shades of gray marching across her ceiling, because even Copenhagen's wharves lay quiet now -- whether by day or night. The constant stream of rumors from the south, of Germany and Austria on the march once again, had unsettled even her father -- and nothing ever unsettled...