After an interminable drive we arrived at Athene, the capital city of the Southern Matriarchy. It was nothing like our northern cities. Athene was green with pools of water everywhere. In the center of town was the temple. It was made out of white marble and towered over the landscape. I had to admit that it Athene was built every bit as well as our northern...
Gordon had had plenty of time to ponder his capitulation, and the divine sense of realisation was magnified as he felt the presence of the three superior beings around him, whilst directly imbibing the delectable essences of, arguably, the most dominant of the three. He was given a full minute to sniff between Lana's inviting cheeks; the three women thoroug...
I sleep the sleep of the spent, the satisfied, the sore. I feel you shift behind me in my half-sleep as I rise up from unconsciousness. My body is buzzing, as if I've been plugged into a universal sexual power grid that has no limiting power lines of transmission. I sense you have fallen asleep too, but you are rousing. Amazingly your cock is still at the sa...
The men were taken back to Cherie's in two taxis; Eric sat obediently by Victoria , still in a sense of shock and with no recollection of actually leaving Club Zero; the natural feminine control was beginning to mesmerise him. Victoria could not quite believe what was happening either, but her sense of superiority ensured that she did not show her 'capture'...
Here is the continuation of Bitten. No actual sex in this chapter (sorry) but some character development that will reveal why its important. Be patient, there is more sex coming and lots of it. Chapter Two - Secrets I woke several days later back in my childhood bed. The bruising I was positive I'd have already gone along with any superficial wounds. The c...
"Santa's Elves Will Do WHAT?" She Demanded It's too bad none of the guys were there to see Lana's face. When she looked up from the "report"—well, the sorry little list of "donations"—those green eyes flashed like a stalking tiger's. She tossed her shining chestnut hair as though to shake off the whole weary world. "You're telling me that 465 bucks is the...
My name is Jack Henderson. I'm a big and tall, ( six-foot-six by 250 pounds ) dark-skinned and ruggedly handsome black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. Sometimes in life, you've got to embrace the changes that come your way. The greatest villain can sometimes turn out to be the greatest hero. That's my motto and it has never failed me. I am c...
I am an online dominatrix - but not just any sort of domme. I take boys and turn them into cock sucking, silk wearing, cross-dressing femboy sluts. This story is about one such slut that I am proud to have call me Mistress. Of course, names have been changed to protect him or her as the case now stands. *********** Mistress stood there watching her next m...
Sensually sadistic, The DOMicile is a theme restaurant in a tucked-away alley deep in the northwest corner of Washington D.C. The restaurant's expensive fare is only outweighed by its disturbing décor and unorthodox service. In a richly textured atmosphere of low lighting, black velvet furnishings and rich crimson carpet, The DOMicile caters exclusively to...
All my life, I've only lived with people with whom I was intimately acquainted. A year after I finished grad school, however, I found myself under-employed and woefully underpaid. My options were move back in with my parents (unthinkable) or scour Craigslist for the cheapest roommate ad I could find. That's how I met Jessica. Big tits, an equally-proportion...