I'd really like to thank everyone who left comments on this story so far. The general reaction has been pretty positive and I don't know that I would have finished this story without your encouragement. Contains: femdom, futa on male, futa, domination, violence, muscle, mind break ***** In the several nerve wracking minutes it took for Peter's eyes to ad...
Paris Lelaire was doing what he always did in the morning after his breakfast of oatmeal and hardboiled eggs: shoveling horseshit. Big, steaming, fly-infested, green piles of horseshit. Even worse, this being the week of the Festival of Aurora, and his mother owning the only stable in the village, he had a lot more horseshit to shovel than usual. Lightwatch...
I couldn't help it, I just had to yawn again it's all of six in the morning. I suppose most would be used to getting up that early, though when you are getting up at seven every day for the last ten years, earlier is hard. The guards laugh and tell me yet again they could put me back to bed if I prefer. My free girl clothes in hand, the guards referring to...
Thanks to Waratah for his assistance. 'Back of Bourke' is Australian slang for 'the middle of nowhere'. Bourke does actually exist -- it's a town in New South Wales. ~~~~~~ 'You claim you want to meet a man, and yet you dress like a fifty year old lesbian,' Kerry remarked, inspecting my outfit. I was standing in her doorway wearing what were euphemistic...
COPYRIGHT 2017 by Richard Gerald This is a sequel to my story Unfaithful. The title comes from the Cole Porter song. Vickie did the editing, and I believe you will agree did a good job. The end has a tease for the next story. * The small black figure lay on the hard-green material of the cot. It was hardly the bed you would choose for a dying child, but...
***This is a tad long here, I think, but I wanted to move along. I hope that some of the revealed background fits, but in this, Dakhete finally remembers and Yasmin learns a thing or five herself. 0_o ----------------- Book of the Djinn Part 5 No one said anything to her that morning, but by her count, Yasmin was certain that it was her birthday. She tho...
-The faint soul demurs- ~1~ Late autumn leaves that had drifted in from the surrounding hills would occasionally come to life, stir crablike and scrape across the concrete surface of the prison yard. Attorney Bud Schultz entered the main gate along with a small number of visitors. He had come early at 8:30 A.M., just after prisoners' roll call, so that he...
"The separation between past, present and future is only an illusion, though a convincing one..." - Albert Einstein. Feet tucked in close, she sighed, picked up the newspaper and looked over the front page, settled on a story and started reading. From time to time she picked up her coffee, took a sip, a little grin crossing her face here, the shadow of a...
We are nearing the end of my story now. You already know how it ends. There will be no happy ending. Just tragedy and ruin. Are you sure you want to hear the rest, dear Adrielle? Very well. Then I will tell you. All of it. But once you know what I did, if you decide you cannot love me anymore, if you despise me for it... ...I will understand. 1 Verus' wo...
This is a long story and should have at least one, but probably two sequels. This story does not contain graphic sex in any quantity - it is about the lives of the characters, not who's bumping uglies with who. That said, there is some adult content to be found herein - but if you're looking for a short read ending in satisfaction, you are advised to find an...