(This is my first original story after a few years on this site. Feedback and comments are very welcome. ) (Edit: Comments help me decide what to focus on when writing so if you like a particular chain that can help it get continued. Plus contributions are always welcome.) It's always cold when you wake up. You're not sure if it's because the ship is conserv...
Although she wore a form-fitting catsuit, 'becca may as well have been completely nude. The attached cuffs and collar were made of some of the best leather she had ever worn, but the rest of the catsuit was simply a thin mesh material. A traditional ball gag completed the willing slave's look of vulnerability. When Wolf Feather had brought her down to the...
Now, I love Torch, she's my best friend, my lover, the only girl on this Earth who completes me... which means anything funny, or fun, that we do, ends up here. This is the former, beware, for those of a weak stomach, it's a bit much, (men especially). To begin, Tori's (her real name is Victoria, everyone calls her Tori, I call her Torch) parents are psyc...
With the resurgence of form poetry in the past decade we find it is appearing more and more in modern publications like Poetry, Ploughshares, The Missouri Review and many other print magazines, as well as in numerous online journals. One of the forms that is appearing in these journals and magazines is the triolet. Much like the villanelle, the triolet is...
(this is mostly just a test of the writing system because this is my first chyoa story) It was a pleasant life that Eric had lived for the past year. He was king of this realm, and he'd filled it modestly. In the center of the realm was a small collection of buildings, which Eric had named Fuckburg. Every once in a while, on a whim, Eric would leave Fuckburg...
Many years ago, the Kingdom of Ralecia was a goodly kingdom, a place where the people were dedicated to righteousness, justice and virtue. King Harold of Oakenhelm ruled over his lands with a benevolent hand alongside his compassionate queen, Malina, who supported the day to day affairs with a heart of gold. His son, Balric, and daughter, Kasia, assisted by...
“I told you this wasn't going to work!” Sandra, the shapely, big brown eyed, coed playing Rae the Priestess of Saint Cuthbert, complains to her fellow Dungeons and Dragons party members with that playful gentle smile and her kind, yet sexy feminine voice that you find most distracting. “Keep your panties on princess of lawful good milk and cookieness.” David...
In the kingdom of Pendragon, slavery is a burgeoning industry. Anyone can end up as one if they aren't strong or lucky enough. Slaves can be purchased, sold, and traded legally by anyone with the right business sense and magic. Slaves cannot be freed and are at the mercy of their current owner. Often kept naked to denote their sub-human status, some are cher...
I still remember very well the last words of my, unfortunately ex girlfriend last night, while she gave me yet another slap. She and I have not been together for over a year, since she dumped me because according to her, I was a coward. I didn't have the balls, she always said. But I still love her, and have since tried over and over to win her back. It alwa...
Torrents of rain spattered against the 5th floor window on the dilapidated building on 51 Franklin Street. Water ran across the pidgin-shit white of the concrete exterior. Inside, a sleeping man tossed and turned, growing angrier and angrier. The weather in Boston had been terrible lately, and it did nothing to aid his sleep. The bags under his eyes were pro...