~ J A C K S O N ~ ~You would think you'd feel degraded, not able to speak up about what you think, but it doesn't seem to bother you. You seem to do a lot better when you don't have the option of speaking for yourself, in fact.~ When I first met my little puppy, he was hardly docile. He was a brat, pure and simple. If he didn't get his way, he'd whine, ho...
Author's note: This story is based in a slightly altered future a few years after Buffy the Vampire Slayer ends so all the characters, and those who would be playing them, are over 18. It's also from Faith's POV. ** One of the, many, things I like about dusting vamps is, if you're doing it right, there's no mess. Also no body, and B tends to be a nag if s...
Orion watched from high above, his wide wings keeping him easily in the air on those lazy summer evening currents. His arms were in fact his wings, his hands converted into three claws, one of them occasionally working like a thumb. Beneath him, his legs were folded up against his chest, longer than they should have been when compared to his muscled chest,...
Once upon a time lived a wood-cutter and his wife, who had one little eighteen year old girl that they cherished more than life. She was very pretty, with sweet blue eyes and golden hair; and she'd turn all the boys heads when she walked and her tits were quite a lovely pair. In the next village lived her aunt who was thirty years old, who loved her so much...
Mallory's big-cocked stud turned her around and pushed her onto all fours. He pulled her knees apart to maximize his access. She felt the familiar slithering sensation of his tongue on, and up, her ass, and then a pause. She felt one of his hands on her hip, and the fingers of his other hand spreading her pussy. His forceful probing felt incredible. His vo...
Now - let's continue! I've been teasing you in this tiny little red bikini that keeps falling off my titties, and I've been making you assist me with this little problem, haven't I? Of course, I'm the one who causes the problem, jiggling my tits back and forth so they keep spilling out of my tiny little lacy red bikini top, right? Silly me...what a naughty g...
The quarantine was only weeks long at first, but time stretched. Mel was on his meetings, Lauren in hers. Once every couple of days they'd go out to buy groceries. The rain outside made the air even fresher than they'd expected - the usual layer of smog had thinned to nothing. They could step outside and breathe in fresh air, feel lungs full of clean coolnes...
Daddy was already out of bed when Little One woke up. She barely remembered him kissing her, wondering if had been a dream. She could smell toast and coffee. The morning air was chilly and she realized her robe was across the hall, in her closet. She slid slowly out from under the covers and into the cold air. Her nipples were hard and she could feel goose b...
If I had not promised my Daddy, I never would be able to sit through this lecture. She just drools on and on about cognitive psychology. I really want to stab myself. Only half way through, I can't pay attention to it anymore and stop taking notes. I suppose my Cumkitten would write them out for me from the recording of the lecture anyway. I would leave if i...
Written by: livingsingl Co-Authored by: redridinghood999 It's Friday afternoon, about 2 pm. I cased out this bank a number of times, and found it to perfect for the robbing -- two dopy, middle-aged, out of shape guards, minimal security, and some very young, very inexperienced-looking tellers that are more likely to scream and panic than set off any alarms...