From her balcony, High Priestess looked over the line of acolytes. They avoided her eye, hoping to escape selection. The priestess sympathized, but she had no choice. These young women had a stature and authority seldom possessed by females. Soldiers and kings had to bow their heads when the servants of the God Edes spoke. Edes spoke only to His High Pries...
101 A Pain In The Ass I rented the unit to Cheryl under her own name. I was assured that the payments would be coming from an account she controlled. Johnathan Hunter also assured me that he would not be staying in the unit more than 72 hours at any one time, ever. If that did come to pass, he would allow me to add his name to the lease. He also understood...
Chapter 8 POSING ALMOST NAKED FOR MY ART CLASS When I was at school I was always very keen on drawing and painting. Recently I had decided to re-kindle my interest and so I enrolled at an art evening class at my local college. The pressure at work was becoming a problem but I found that I could lose my self completely when attending the art classes and soo...
"She" had been disowned by a bigoted Father, and rebuked by her Psychiatrist, claiming she'd never appreciated anything he'd done for her. Of course that last part wasn't true, but her father had just tried to kill him with a baseball bat before any of it had been said. In any case... feeling terribly angry towards everyone and everything just then, she want...
Part 1: Reika and Irene **** **** **** With C&C from D.B. Story **** **** **** (Herm/Bi-'bot (2), Bi-'bot/Bi-'bot, rom, SciFi, ASFR) WRITER'S NOTES: I've been editing D.B. Story's various works for the past few years now. I've long been impressed by his overall world view concerning robotics, AIs and how they would interact with humans in general....
This story is Part Two of my Literotica version of the "Naked in School" series, started originally by Karen Wagner, who so graciously gave permission for others to use theme and components in their own versions. There is a bit of introductory material from the first part at the beginning of this story (to help remind the reader of basic story components) bu...
Day 1 I reported to the enslavement centre today, and signed up for a year wearing the collar. I'm allowed to keep this diary but my contract says it's private, so that way no one else ever gets to see it, not even my future owner. My implant computer lets me write it how I like -- subvocally or on a virtual keyboard, and then it gets stored in encrypted me...
Author's Note: This is a story that involves an extraordinary true-to-life woman and an extraordinary make-believe after-dinner birthday party. It's a truth and fiction tale. It's about a very special woman who receives a very special outpouring of love and lust – some of which actually happened to this real lady and some of which is a figment of my imaginat...
The Passenger Chapter 8 The cubicle that Por led us into was small, but the ubiquitous Gawrran wood paneling that covered the walls gave it a pleasant and comfortable atmosphere. From the markings on the wooden floor it was clear that other furniture or fixtures had been removed at some time in the past, and most of the floor space was now taken up by the...
I was rather slow when it came to dating. My love life moved at glacial speed until I met my wife. In high school I was skinny and too short to be any good at sports. At school and in the town I grew up in outside Sioux City, I got pushed around a lot by other boys, all of which translated into a lack of confidence. Particularly around women. When I got to...