This ongoing sci-fi series will contain non-consensual elements. *** I shielded my eyes from the bright explosion. Then there was nothing. The Calypso was gone. I was heartbroken. Talia clung to me. Thankfully, I saw blinking lights of other escape pods nearby. I hoped everyone had gotten out in time. "You better put your uniform on." I said. The pod w...
Killian, Billy, Sir Billy who? Rae felt the tension roll through Killian and then he turned, while almost imperceptibly pulling her behind him. Giving her hand a reassuring squeeze, he let go, facing the man. High noon popped into her head, with his shoulders back and hands at his sides all he needed was a holster, a pistol, and a cowboy hat. "I'm finis...
Hey guys! I'm absolutely in awe by the amount of positive feedback I've received. Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story. There's not much in the way of sex in this chapter, but trust me, it's coming. Constructive criticism, comments, and votes are always appreciated :heart: ***** Once the door to Vera's room shut behind him, Killian sl...
Notes This is the TENTH installment of Field Trip Follies. Thanks to Literotica author Laurie for lending me her characters Lindsey Foster and her sister Katie. And also thanks to Laurie for all her encouragement and inspiration. This chapter is a direct continuation of Chapter NINE so please read that one first! Once again, this chapter has no incest, bu...
Killian and his two slaves enter Club Messalina. New comes to New Orleans, they had just emigrated from Germany. Killian was a tall blond Scandinavian, his top slave Gabrielle was a dark haired full breasted Italian, who held the leash of the bottom slave, an Asian named Ting. They approached the desk where a white clothed African American sat. "I am Killi...
Tony's Four in the afternoon already. Rae knew Killian was annoyed. He'd been forced to sit in on a conference call with the other partners, and it lasted for well over an hour. After that one fire after another needed to be put out, and he ended up spending the majority of the day on his phone. Those moments when he interacted with her, his expression woul...
Notes This is the ELEVENTH installment of Field Trip Follies. Thanks to Literotica author Laurie for lending me her characters Lindsey Foster and her sister Katie. And also thanks to Laurie for all her unflagging encouragement and amazing inspiration. Read her work! It's wonderfully naughty stuff! http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=31501&...
The bar was crowded and loud. And the air was dreadfully thick. It was the last place he wanted to be, but far better than the alternative. Killian shuffled through the crowd, the obnoxious beat playing through the speakers and boisterous chatter doing nothing to numb his thoughts. Every noise was muffled and faded out by the conversation that echoed in his...
Inside of the Bousy Beadsman, Duane Killian sat like a hunkered shadow in the back corner. The call had come that afternoon. A hunter found Henry in his truck in a backwoods swamp in Florida with the majority of his head blown all over the cab. The officer on the line didn't tell him what a bloated mess his brother was when they found him, but Duane had been...
New Year's Resolution The hosts sat all six of her tables at once, everyone ordered at the same time, and she was in the weeds. People were getting pissed and her stress level was through the roof. She stood at the computer trying to ring in her orders and she didn't know the system. She dropped her book, scattering orders all over the floor. "Shit." She h...