All characters are over eighteen years old. This is probably my weakest story, and yes there are more stories. I had actually written Parts One and Three long before this one as I wasn't sure how to write the Grading, and especially the Training scenes. Thus, there was less inspiration and more perspiration in writing this story. ***** The next morning C...
Sarah awoke to the warmth of the morning sun on her dozing face, bright enough for her to know it was daylight. This was one of those mornings Sarah especially liked. There was nothing she needed to do and no appointment she had to keep. She could rest in bed for just as long as she liked. Or not just rest. She could hear Lee breathing beside her, soft and...
Oh you don't know how fucking great I am... You just don't know... I work out every day. Even when I'm lying down and being still, the tick-tock machinery of my body is working to the orders of an insane old Russian woman ballet teacher-cum-gymnastics coach-cum-Stalinistic torture expert. I breathe to the rhythm of the glowing pulsing neon red blood-pumping...
This is not a sex story in the sense of skin on skin action, but it IS erotic literature. Please read as much for style as a story and not just an "electronic piece of ass" ... and I hope you enjoy! * He could still taste the last drops of wine, a mid-grade pinot noir, on her unpainted lips -- a welcome after-effect of the lingering kiss with just a hint o...
Jessica looked at the clock for the third time in twenty minutes. "Damn the last hour always drags by," she muttered under her breath. Jessica worked for a small town bank as the chief loan officer; there was bank holiday Friday so she was off for three days and that always made the clock move slower. She had no plans for the weekend but to do one of her fav...
Rachel waited a few moments to be sure Sebastien wasn't coming back before looking around her cell. The position she was chained in made looking around difficult. The cell was clearly a converted hotel room that had been reinforced. The walls were the same grey cinderblocks as the hallway. The wall appeared to have been built over the existing wall. Predic...
Modern day harem life of slaves and their struggles for alpha slave status. Master is unaware of the intrigue and back stabbings that go on when he is away from the harem between his sex slaves. Or is he? Cast: Calista: Lead character Master: Master and owner Sir Jon: Master's longtime friend Lady Martha: Master's first wife Lucinda: a very ambitious slav...
Poopsie yawned as the first rays of light landed on her closed eyelids rousing her from her sleep. She had been dreaming of Brent's cock in her throat before she'd woken. The nude beauty knew it was around six o'clock which meant she had less than an hour before her Master and Mistress would be arriving to get her. Her beautiful brown eyes fluttered open and...
The snows came early in 1949 and stayed late so cattle were sold off at a loss as supplementary feed dwindled to sweepings and empty drums littering barn floors. The banks were all too ready to decline to extend overdrafts, knowing the feed shortage would continue into the next season. Rejected by the bank, Roy Holmes told his young wife Kate – a real sweet...
Author's Note: I can't think of a better way to end this story, so this is what I came up with. Part of me hates it. Part of me loves it. I'm not sure how I feel. ***** Rellenora didn't care what the Royal Physician said about it. Her arms locked around Ermen, pressing his soft body to hers. He was sleeping. That's all. He was sleeping, and he'd wake...