Beneath the meter thick armor plating, visible through the augcrown that threaded against his temples, King Louis Benoit XI watched as Procyon III burned. The saturation bombardment had begun nearly an hour before, but the death of a world could take a shocking amount of time, considering the amount of energies being discharged. It didn't help that Procyon...
*Disclaimer: Any persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 James Kowalski sat at the desk and seethed. Because of that stupid bitch wife of his calling the fucking cops out to their home, he was on 'Desk Duty' until the fucking investigation was over. And he still couldn't believe that son of his, hitting him. He co...
This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe ****** In the backstage area shortly after the January 13, 2006 edition of Friday Night Smackdown on the night where Randy Orton, the substitute for the injured Booker T, defeated Chris Benoit in the Best of Seven Series match making Booker T once again the WWE United States C...
"Wake up sleepyhead," Dr. Benoit said. Jefferson awoke, groggy. "How does it feel knowing that I can put you to sleep with the smell of my worn high heels?" Dr. Benoit asked her restrained patient. "Well I've always been turned on by this Candy." "And that turns me on Jefferson. Jefferson I want to gag you and I want you to choose what you are gagged w...
If you love someone, you must give them what they need. Those are the thoughts running through my head as I ram my twelve-inch strap-on dildo up my husband Lawrence Guillaume wonderfully tight ass. This is such an awkward picture. A five-foot-eleven, chubby, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, lively White chick butt-fucking a six-foot-five Black man with a gigant...
"You absolute bastard!" Lou snarled, stepping forward -- but a pair of Federal marines in power armor were there to grab him and slam him back down into a chair. Their metal gauntlets were shockingly gentle, considering their enhanced strength, but Lou still felt terribly impotent in their grip. His hands tightened into fists and he glared at Admiral Bosch,...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between this story and any other is coincidence. This is a different kind of story for me. It is my attempt to reach for a higher level of story. This de-emphasizes the erotic (sorry pervs) and yet entertains and builds characters. I intend this to be a four-part series, but who knows? Please remember that all of t...
Sometimes Jake was just too honest for his own good. 'Are you married?' the girl asked. 'Me? Yeah, I'm married.' 'How married?' the girl asked. Jake laughed. 'How married? A good question.' The girl waited. 'Well ... I have a wife,' Jake said. 'So, yes, I'm married. But I haven't seen her for the past six months or so. So I guess I'm not quite as marri...
The skies of Procyon II were beautiful and blue. He sat back, resting his palms behind him, looking out at the sky -- the sun overhead is so searingly bright that it makes the clouds look as if they are each glowing waves of white flame. At the back of his mind, he knows that Procyon itself, the star, is slowly transforming into a super giant. Over the n...
Patrick Hames was born to be a newspaper editor. He commanded the newsroom with a stern hand and he loved to scoop the competition. He also was a chauvinist pig and thought he was God's gift to women. Male reporters filled his key positions. He recently fired a female reporter, a beautiful Cajun named Lisa Benoit, after she told him she was pregnant. Human...