Part 17: The Journey of the Slave Morning began at promptly half past six as Ann's alarm rang. She silenced the alarm and felt the presence next to her. She hadn't woken all night, and had slept comfortably with the warm body next to her. "Good Morning Mistress." Jeannette said checking to see if Ann was awake, and going to react to her presence. "Good M...
Proofread by FernieLyn * This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a scien...
Sarah was prone on the hotel bed with her face in the paperback she'd been reading for her book report—to her best friend's disgust. Sarah resonated with tingles from head to toe from her friend's attempts to break her out of her shell. Never did she think she would wind up in a club or dancing between two lustful friends. She wound up kissing her friend bu...
Shit. "Eric, is that you?" I ask the shadow standing by my front door. Before tonight, I would've automatically assumed it was my best friend camped out on my porch, but after what Caleb told me about Jeff, I can't help feeling jittery. It's been a year since Jeff tried going after me, but I only found out about it a few hours ago, so it's fresh in my mind,...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. It involves both real and fictional people and organizations. It is not necessarily an accurate depiction of how the real people depicted are in real life. The real people used are mainly background characters there for context. The central characters to the story are primarily fictional. Any portrayal of a real pers...
This story features descriptions of rough aggressive sex. So if that sort of thing upsets your sensibilities then I suggest this might not be the story for you. As always the characters involved are all over the age of 18. Comments and feedback are much appreciated. ***** "You're late!" "A few minutes that's all." Terry grumbled, as he marched past B...
Grayson Sontang walked into the grimy spacer bar and looked around. It was crowded. It was always crowded since it was one of the few spacer bars in the only space port on the third planet of a very unremarkable star named Harmony - some allusion to the mythical music of the spheres. She waved to the bartending owner then pushed her way through the mass of b...
Val pulled into his driveway and put the car into park. He made no move to get out. He liked the song that was playing, and he was no rush to go inside, anyway. There was no one to greet him. No one to be excited that he was coming home. Maybe he should get a dog. Would a dog be happy to share a home with six cats? And an owner who was now travelling more...
*If I love women, I'm straight; and if I love men, I'm confused; does being Bi make me greedy?* Thank you Frontma for burning the midnight oil on this one. (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic, I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) We were late heading out of the dorm so, under Rha...
[This story is a cooperative effort by Arora and Will. She provided some details of her fantasies for Will to write. Then they edited the story for submission. Enjoy.] ***** Arora was about to meet her first white man for a date. Secretly she hoped sex also, but she felt embarrassed, shameful about sex. Her secret desire was to be forced, to be a sex slave...