Keira rubbed her temples and shut off the light, closing her eyes. The ache in them told her she had been staring too long again. Pushing back from the desk, she dropped the book into the locked cabinet along with a spiral notebook with her discoveries. It didn't look like much, just scribbles and odd shapes, but it was five years of hard work for Keira. Sh...
There comes a point in many writers' careers when they reflect on what they pen and why. I am at that point right now as I type this document. Perhaps you, the reader, are there with me. Whether or not, I hope you find lessons in these words. I hope you will understand that the opinions expressed herein are mine and that everything I say is merely a suggesti...
Dear readers, Thank you so much for your comments and feedback on this story so far. Greatly appreciated! FYI - There are three previous chapters to this story, and while I think this chapter could stand on its own, you might enjoy it more if you understand the context from the first three chapters. Big giant THANK YOU to aussie_101 for making the proce...
The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or in total, without the author's permission. It is also a long story. If you don't like longer stories or are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to...
I was glad to see that Kate and Keira's tent was pretty big. In fact it was big enough to stand up in, had an entrance porch, and might even have been bigger than our motorhome. Kate held open the flap at the front and saw me looking at the size of the tent. She said: "Keira's Dad bought it for her. Guess how long it took us to put it up?" "Bloody hours,...
[Author's Note: At last! Part III has come. In response to the comments from Part II, I cannot write male-dom. It's not because of a conflict on a moral level or anything, it's a practical issue. I know nothing of male-dom and can't write it effectively. Sorry if that disappoints anyone. I hope you enjoy this story nonetheless. Feedback is, as always, greatl...
Taking the Friday off work was not without its consequences. Keira and Jamie were both besieged by emails and texts with various requests which they had successfully ignored over most of the weekend. But by Sunday afternoon it was time to pay the piper, and instead of tapping each other's bodies, they were tapping out texts and emails. Jamie splayed himsel...
NOTES ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGE 18 AND OVER. This story is about the intersecting lives of seven men living in the female-led New America government. It is primarily a CFNM story. Each new chapter deals with another of the seven men, each living in a different male Classification or cast. Eventually the seven men meet up and become a force for change. I rec...
They broke off the kiss at the sound of knocking at the door. Keira rushed to put on clothes and Samuel greeted them, urgency in his voice as he spoke, "I have gathered the Council, we meet at once." They followed him up to the docking levels, giant ships bigger than anything Keira had ever seen were docked. Smaller ones darting between the giants at a spe...
Sitting at her kitchen table drinking her coffee as she reads the morning paper, her routine is similar each day. In fact she makes sure to do the same things every morning; she doesn't like to be rushed. Reading one of the stories on the sports page, she jumps when her phone rings. Taking it from the counter, she answers without looking to see who it is. "...