Chapter Nine: Stolen The next two days were delightfully uneventful. After my forced orgasms during the conference, a break from sexual duties was welcome. Master spent the time putting the finishing touches on the treaties and arranging for our trip to Ixtlicit. I had to take care of some of the more routine tasks that slaves are given. Just before dinner...
"Triethylene X," the doctor began as she pointed to an image on the screen depicting a complex chemical structure, "is a neurotoxin that was developed by NATO and its allies several years ago to be used in war. It is an airborne toxin that causes severe neurological damage to all animal life. "Three months ago the chemical plant in Saudi Arabia that manufa...
Jake was running an hour late for his appointment with Doctor Jensen. He'd taken a nap in the middle of the day, not unusual for a college student, especially one working part-time at the university hospital. He believed his alarm clock would be enough to stir him from his slumber, but as he learned to his regret he was extremely capable of finding the off s...
"Female volunteers wanted," the ad had said, "to take part in a research program aimed at investigating and ultimately increasing the female capacity for orgasm frequency, duration and intensity. Discretion and anonymity guaranteed." First Cindy thought it was a joke. Or a hoax, aimed at swindling her out of her money, or maybe even something more sinister....
No condom leads to first time anal sex A male and female medic experiment in Iraq * By August 2005, almost all U.S. soldiers had been pulled out of Camp Lima, the last remaining U.S. military base in Karbala Iraq. All that was left now was a small contingent of approximately one hundred soldiers who were providing security for the camp as teams of civilia...
Once you get to the part about why I'm a freak, so that you don't condemn me too fast and too viciously, I want to put my freakish talent, and how I used it, into perspective. If a basketball player is unusually tall while still coordinated, or exceptionally coordinated and can jump out of his or her shoes, society doesn't condemn her or him for using their...
The next morning Martha awakened at 8 AM, Hal was already outside continuing with the repairs around the house, He is feeling better, but still couldn't work full time at his regular occupation as the doctors won't release him. The Doctor telling him on his last visit, "You may not be able to return to your construction occupation ever, as it is too strenu...
A/N: Regardless of the choices and paths you choose, there are no dead ends in this story. I’ve linked certain chapters in each storyline so that the story progresses accordingly and one path isn’t incredibly short. If you reach the point where it says there are no more chapters left, it means that you’ve caught up with my writing and check back later for up...
In a dystopian future, a distant planetary colony is ruled by an oligarchy of 100 families. They live in immense luxury in sky stations orbiting the planet. Marriage is prevented between the lower classes and oligarchs, but many seek to improve their social standing by becoming concubines to the powerful. Families fight for any advantage and often send their...
Marsha had been intrigued with the idea of putting 'things' into her body for as long as she could remember. Perhaps 'actively engaged' was a better way to describe it. She always endeavored to satisfy her curiosities with immediate action. Her Mother never tired of telling the story of finding her little girl with a string bean in each nostril and the leg...