The alarm assaults my ears so my hand returns the favor by smacking it. Time to get going. In the shower, I decide to have a quick play with myself and my vibrator. A little bit of me time before I have to get my son ready for school and go to work. Between spending time with my son Max and my job as a lawyer, I didn't have much time for dating, so I take wh...
During their eon's long journeys our solar system's planets and moons are bound by the simple laws of gravity and their paths are subject to the very precise formulas of orbital mechanics. A small light body is drawn to a larger more massive object and it gains speed. As the smaller mass is drawn toward the inevitable collision it's speed works to fling it i...
Guess I shouldn't have been surprised it would come to this. Jack always insisted he was getting better, but sure enough, he was up to his old tricks: Stealing shit to fund his 'kicked' dope habit. Now I'm sitting on my front porch as Detective Pindick goes through my shit. He probably thinks I'm in on it. I'm sure to him that anyone with tattoos and a mohaw...
The Arrival It was a rainy day in Forks and looking out the window was met by Sue, my Aunt staring at me through her mirror at me, "It's Okay Damian, Charlie will take care of it all!" "I just can't believe she is gone! it was only yesterday when I was sat there watching the game with her and now she is gone!" she nodded before smiling sp...
Spencer Askren leant down and hugged his daughter Amy goodbye. “Be good in class today sweetie. I know you will crush your physics test,” he told her before giving her a kiss and sending her off. “Thanks Dad,” Amy replied. “Don’t forget I have softball tryouts this afternoon,” she told him as she left the school drop off area and made her way to the entrance...
In the kingdom of Pendragon, slavery is a burgeoning industry. Anyone can end up as one if they aren't strong or lucky enough. Slaves can be purchased, sold, and traded legally by anyone with the right business sense and magic. Slaves cannot be freed and are at the mercy of their current owner. Often kept naked to denote their sub-human status, some are cher...
A/N: When I created Comic Control I hoped it to be like stories like sidekicks r us or cartoon overlord with a variety of different stories. It's been almost a year and that hasn't happened so I assume the structuring is wrong. Time to change that. You can be anyone within a comic book world, a superpowered villain, a criminal mastermind or even just an aver...
Eve walks out onto the floor, her hips swaying her perfect ass cheeks and breasts at the same time. The House has begun to fill up—there is even a group on the stage. A male dom whips his male sub, while two other female subs are kneeling before each, with a dick in each of their mouths. When she walks by the table of voyeurs from earlier, the ones who attem...
He was new to Pittsburgh, from the West Coast. Making a brand new start, without his family dropping in unannounced. But sadly, without his lover, who'd left him rather than leaving the coast. At the mysterious advice of a friend from the internet, he'd come to Boyce Park the day he got to Pittsburgh. Left everything parked, and his phone not working to come...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 15 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. BRUNCH, WITH SOMEONE WHO KNOWS A THING OR TWO ABOUT BDSM I was...