(Dear readers; Thank you for your encouragement. Xana is another important character in this fantasy world and this story is from her point of view. Not to worry, the big orgy is coming.) Xana's story: "Listen up, troops. I am Centurion Xana, your insurance between life and death." I shifted my eyes from one to another of the hundred glistening naked femal...
LOCATION: Somewhere in the Middle East, mainly Iraq ALIAS: Dana Fairweather a.k.a "Desert Fox" of US ARMY Search and Rescue My newest mission had me crossing enemy lines. With help from the U.S. Army, I had to go undercover to rescue an Army Reserve soldier, Capt. Doug Miller, who was kidnapped and attacked by a terrorist group similar to Al-Quaeda, the Al...
Where I am is something I cannot tell. How long I have been here is getting harder to keep track of. What my prisoners want is information, a fact that I dare not give up. I am a sexual prisoner in Sex City and if you are reading this, please help! I gaze upon the beach as dumb blondes and dumb jocks walk hand and hand. Perhaps before admitting as to why th...
Jane Bond, secret agent 069 of her Majesty's Secret Service, arrived for her briefing with her chief, N. The dark rimmed glasses and raven black hair pulled up in a bun could barely conceal Jane's good looks, nor could the subdued gray pinstripe business suit conceal her curves and figure. "Bond," spoke N in his gravelly voice. "Your mission is a difficult...
1996 Ohio "No shenanigans this time!" The ash-brown haired Marie declared. "We'll work in the dinning room." "Uh, yeah, sure." Darterrius replied confused. "You ain't a fan of my choice of channels?" At six-foot the light brown Darterrius towered over the nearly post white five foot one Marie. At his words her face had turned red. "You know why!" She st...
Alex Grey knows it's not the most glamours job in the world, but it'll pay their rent. The Sunshine Mall has just opened in their city and it needed loss prevention officers. Their fresh uniform consists of a blue button up shirt, black pants, a shiny badge and a belt that has pepper spray, handcuffs and a radio and they're proud of it. Maybe it's not as an...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Every story must have a beginning, middle and an end; a universal rule that will seemingly never change. However, one can always control how they read a story, or rather exactly where they start. Typically you would pick the first chapter of a narrative, but perhaps you'd rather skip to the good stuff, or maybe you already read and want to start somewhere el...
The jungle outside the smoking remains of the crashed spaceship teemed with life. Charred metal was strewn through the exotic undergrowth. The automatic fire suppressant system slowly oozed to a stop, those robotic arms which had survived Galileo 12's impacted into the uncharted planet discharged the last of the CO-laced foam and retreated into protected pod...
Cynthia was at the supermarket, shopping for the week. She had just left taken her manditory 2 week vacation and planned to be a bit of a hermit over that time. She went up and down the aisles. She walks down the vegetable aisle and picked up a long cucumber. She looked at it and dirty thoughts go through her mind. While looking at it, a smirk forms on her f...