This story is not for everyone. It is full of rough sex, bondage, domination and submission. If you are not into these things you may not like it. Next time I will cater to a wider crowd, but I had to stay true to myself this once and do something completely from my heart- something that really did it for me. And here is the result. Let me know what you thou...
Jean If one were just to look at me. They would see me only from my outer shell; the pretty little red-head with the green eyes and killer smile. If I were to walk out in public, you wouldn’t notice anything about me that was different. I stand at about five-five, five. No real identifying marks. I’m twenty-eight now, a far cry from when I first knew t...
I moved through the next days in a daze, catching the memory of that hour and trying to resolve if it was a dream or a nightmare, sleeping or awake. It made no sense and I could not share it with anyone for surely they would think I was mad. I was mad, mad with the vision of her, in a mad maze. As more days passed I found myself eating to build up my stren...
Author's Notes: This chapter, like Chapter 3, is part of an on going series found elsewhere on the internet. This chapter like chapter 3 can be considered a stand alone story and complies with Literotica's rules. I hope if you enjoy these two chapters you read the rest of the series. * After checking on the carnal activities going on in the West Wing Co...
"Breakfast," you say casually, as if we're going out to eat, as if you're not standing here with your hands rudely shoved up my blouse, my bra askew, twisting my nipples so brutally hard that I'm on tiptoe, clutching your arm for support, eyes screwed shut, my entire body vibrating. You've reduced me to two piercing points of feeling. The pain is exquisite...
"Section four, please report to Medical for inspection. I repeat. Section four, please report to Medical for inspection." The voice blared over the loudspeaker, jarring Lyra from her sleep. She turned, attempting to untangle herself from her blanket. Today was the day. She sat bolt upright and flung her standard issue blanket to the wall. She was already dre...
John had to hide out, the new abilities that he was experiencing were a little too much for everyday people. After Mitch had left, going god only knew where, John had waited a few days before he tried to contact him. "Mitch? You there?" John thought, "I'm having a little problem here." Sighing when he got no reply John thought the nanomites had information...
We still talked as much as ever but I missed her. Just being with her, her fantastic aura and 'joie de vivre'. During one of our late November Skype chats I told her about the upcoming Christmas ball that the school of medicine was running at a very nice hotel on the outskirts of Cambridge. It was a classy event without doubt, this was Cambridge don't forge...
Author's note: This story contains graphic depictions of violence as well as sensitive subject matters like suicide and torture. If you are squeamish, this story most likely isn't for you. Also, as always there is sex eventually in the story but it is not the focus. If you're looking to rub one out or flick your bean to a steamy erotic novel, this isn't it....
One Year Later, Lake Baikal "I thought we were supposed to be the ones who brooded on rooftops." Emma snorted "And I thought we were supposed to be the ones who acted like horny teenagers, making out in the music room." Lena had the decency to blush, though it wasn't as pronounced on her white porcelain skin. She quickly changed the subject. "What are yo...