Egypt was going to fall. Rome was knocking at her door and there was little her ruler could do. Negotiations were fruitless. To Cleopatra it seemed they were destined to conflict, such as men were want to do. Cleopatra, Pharaoh of Egypt, sat stewing on her throne when her court crier appeared. "A visitor has arrived!" "Another messenger of Rome?" She snar...
The two men had been arrested under new laws that had been implemented under the recently passed legislation that had been introduced by the all female parliament after the narrow victory of the Ausitanian Democratic Women's Party in the recent election. They found themselves about to be charged at the notorious Prochody jail under the newly enacted Sexual H...
The pretty standing mirror reflected a not so pretty image. Muriel Devin was pressing her fingertips to her face, examining her scratch marks with worry tightening her eyelids. Face powders and paints weren't going to do much for this. If she tried, the scratches would only stand out even more. Makeup might also worsen the injuries. She looked down at her...
Mavis and I had been married over ten years and while we loved each other our marriage had become stale, at least in the sex department. We still made love, but it was routine - twice a week, usually on Tuesday and Friday, and only rarely more than one time. I did always manage to get her to cum, but somehow or other the spark had gone out. One day Mavis sai...
Note from the Author: This story is written in a very specific form, namely the "my arms broke so now xxx person helps me out." I chose this form deliberately as a writing exercise. I have been out of practice for some time so having a structure to the story helped ease the transition back to writing. I hope my contribution to this story form is a pleasurabl...
Jordan found the ad in a local newspaper. "Needed: Healthy male, age 18-30, for testing of a classified robotic prototype, $400 dollar stipend for selected volunteers" with some half-assed stock photo design and a number to call for information. Jordan's friends laughed when he told them about it, and warned him that it sounded like human trafficking or at t...
This is the first chapter of my book. This Chapter is Non-Erotic, but don't worry, we will be getting to the erotic stuff soon! Chapter 1: The cold metal bench numbs my skin, so that both my mind and, now, my body are deadened. This past year is a horrible blur, though it started out as a slow-motion train wreck. Bit by bit, threads of hope had been snipp...
I have never regretted taking a job as judge at the Lower Slavery Court. Before that, I had worked for three years at the Administrative Court and I really didn't miss the sheer boredom there. Slave court wasn't exactly a surefire ramp to career and promotion, but pay as a full judge is anyway more than decent and I saw the move as quite justified by quality...
The nurse closed the door behind her as she left, having instructed me to change into the paper "hospital" gown folded neatly on the paper lined and elevated bed that was the examination table. As was the case with any medical facility, it seemed, the doctor's office was cool and a slight breeze from the ceiling vent ruffled the pamphlets clipped to a board...
Kent had refurbished the entire room since they had bought the bungalow. Rick and Kent were standing near the far wall, wearing tight leather trousers and open shirts, with medallions hanging over their chests. Margaret was seated on the floor at Kent's feet, naked like Monique and also displaying breast and genital jewellery. I recovered my wits and I nervo...