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Don't Speak to Me of Desire

by hdm303lj on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Don't speak to me about desire. I know more of that word than most know about their own heartbeats. I have desired many things, some of which I have actually managed to grasp. I know desire. I know it well. I desire her with a part of me so ancient that it is nothing more than the spawn of patience. I look at her and wonder what it would be like to know her...

Daughter of the Gods Ch. 04

by LBDarling on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

It was not long before the group of captives was entering the Great Hall of Kanan's keep. With his keen eye Dennis kept making note of all everything that was Gaelic or Celtic in this place. To him he might as well be standing in Dunvegan Castle on the Isle of Skye in Scotland. Tartan tapestries hung from every wall in brilliant red, green, blue and gold. He...

Our Failing Fight for Freedom

by Landrious1 on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Free Speech. Hmm... That's a hard one. The right of the individual to freely speak his or her mind and not be censored for it. It's a nice Idea. Americans claim to have it. But do we really? An author decides to write a novel of political intrigue, spends a year and a half (roughly) to get it ready for publication, and submits it to numerous publishing hou...

Words

by Xantu on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

My dearest lord and master, This girl entreats you to allow her to share her thoughts with you. This girl stood in the kitchen of our castle and begged to disturb you with questions, questions of how she may serve you better. You regarded this girl with sharp humor in your eyes. Your brow arched in laughter. You reached forth and grasped most firmly the n...

Don't Speak

by Mychl on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"My house. 11:15. Don't speak." The light turned yellow in front of Esmee, and she applied the brake and allowed her car to ease to a stop. She used the momentary pause in her travels to look back at her phone and read the text message again. "My house. 11:15. Don't speak." It wasn't like Mychl to be so cryptic. This obvious contrast to his personality wa...

Master Takes His slut's Soul Ch. 03

by little-nymphe on Sep 26, 2017
BDSM

This is part 3 of Master Takes His Sluts Soul. Though you don't need to read the previous chapters to enjoy this one. I recommend that you do. I truly hope you enjoy part 3. little-nymphe I am at work starring at my computer, sipping the steaming cup of coffee. Trying to get motivated to do my work. Unconsciously, I smooth my hands over the silk fabric of...

A Pain-Slut's Fantasy

by bekah on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I awake to the aroma of fresh brewed coffee wafting into O/our bedroom. It takes a few a moment or two to shake the sleep from my head, but when that morning fog lifts I realize that You are not lying beside me. In a panic, I jump from the bed and run downstairs. I am suppose to have Your breakfast ready and waiting before You rise! And i have foolishly over...

Kai: Confession

by SpinnerOfTales on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Temptation and obsession. The first always led to the other, whether it was to avoid or indulge. The temptation to kill was the worst of any he knew of, for there was no return from giving in to it. Kai had reminded himself over and over that there would always be one to replace her and the one after that. There were endless human females which could satisf...

Freedom To Speak, Freedom To Listen

by greeneyelove on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

"Free speech carries with it some freedom to listen." - Warren E. Burger, Former Chief Justice 1969-1989 The above statement was once made by Warren E Burger, Former Chief Justice of The United States and in my personal opinion, no truer words have ever been spoken in regards to the often rather controversial subject of free speech. Personally, I am grate...

Punishing My Pet

by BlueMorpho on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

"How are you, my pet?" You feel my breath unexpectedly against your neck as I whisper my question. Moments ago you were fully clothed, standing outside the door of my apartment. Now you are naked, blind-folded, and tied to the straight-backed chair you know I keep expressly for the purpose. "Good, Mistress." You hear your own voice quaver as you speak. You...