Sam looked at the huge collection of IP troops that he already had tied up. This was nothing compared to how many he'd seen on the planet when he was in space. He also had a huge pile of weapons stacked neatly not far from the troops. Waiting he knew that more would appear soon. These guys were nothing if not predictable. A moment later he heard what appear...
Harriet's only social experiences had been through verbal intercourse with customers at the library, and from a servile perspective, but her confidence grew by the minute as she entered the inn; the males at the meet would expect her to be in command after all. Her cunt tingled as she strutted in and looked around for a sign which would show her those others...
"Come, pretty boy, come pretty boy, I see you there Come pretty boy, come pretty boy, I hear you there Come pretty boy, come pretty boy, I will taste you *there* ... Come pretty boy, come pretty boy, I feel you there!" Chaos laughed delightedly to herself, crossed her arms over her chest, and allowed one calf to hang languidly over the side of the tree bran...
Dear Readers, so sorry about the delay but life has been hectic and has gotten in the way lately. Story is done, I just need to get it all on the site. Happy Reading, KemMyst *************************** The Attack The five of them headed out one sunny morning. They took their time, wanting to be fresh for the fight. They worked carefully through the Mc...
My memory of the events of the past few weeks are still a little foggy. I am sitting here in a room which very much resembles the inside of a meat locker. The walls and ceiling comprise of a silver metallic alloy that were always cold. The door is all glass with the same metallic alloy framing the glass but no door handle on the inside, most likely to keep m...
The following is a follow-up to my story, "The Plant," and picks up about three and a half years after the end of that story. While you can read this as a standalone story, it may help to read that story first to understand the full context of what is happening here. As always, constructive comments are always welcome and appreciated. Please see my profile...
A quick look in this "how to" section will reveal a veritable cornucopia of guides about why men and women do various things, or the precise mechanics of foreplay, or even how to "get laid" if you're a geeky guy. These can all be useful, but there's a tremendous amount of subjectivity involved in these discourses. The purpose of this rather brief essay is to...
What's up, people? I'm Abdullah Jama, a big and tall Black Muslim man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Got a rather unusual tale to share with you. I work for the CRA as an auditor, a job I've held for over twenty years, ever since I got my MBA at the University of Ottawa. In this tough economy, I am a successful Black male professional. I count my ble...
As the new slave and his new owner were removing their masks in the exit corridor, the slave's nose was alerted by the smell of leather. He turned to see Madam Harriet and Fiona Brown smile at his Mistress, then fix their leering gaze upon him, sneering as they viewed the erect cock that ached for relief after the spectacle they had orchestrated. Harriet mov...
AUTHORS NOTE: Every now and then I'll see a picture that brings a scene to mind. I finally had an opportunity to sit down and write it. If you would like to see the picture which inspired this story, then email me with a critique, good or bad, and we'll go from there. Chapter 1 "Yeah, I scored four goals in just the last six minutes of the match." The yo...