"I said, hold her down!" "Let go of me!" "I'm trying, but she's fighting me like a wild animal." "What did you do to him? Grant!" "Three cc's Kalmital, stat." "Get off me, you fuck!" "She's too small for such a high dose." "Where's Grant? "Gahhh! She spit on me!" "WHERE IS HE?" "That filthy little pervert spit on me!" "Get that damn sedative bef...
That night, I received another e-mail, this one originating from the Russian Department. "Congratulations! You have passed your physical. And you are invited to submit yourself for formal application for membership into the White Vampyres Club. For your Application Ceremony this Friday, eat lightly and dress casually. Be at 734 Elm Street promptly at 7 PM....
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Maintaining the Bond The city thrummed with life...
The interior of the Lady of the Stars was like nothing I had seen before. The first thing I noticed was the cold. Sacchari was a hot planet, but the ship felt like a freezer! My skin goosebumped, and my feet felt like ice on the cold metal grating that served as the floor. But I kept my complaints to myself as Master lead me through a maze of cold metal pass...
Still wondering if I have told too much to a complete stranger, I leave the phone on the couch and decide to take a walk, just pacing my basement. My predicament allows me really tiny steps, so it takes a lot of time to get on the other side of the room. There I lean on the wall under one of the windows, listening to the world outside. There is the sound of...
I lay there, helplessly bound, my body draped across the leather upholstered punishment bench. I was still held firmly down in the position that Gerd had chosen for his application of the three dozen strokes of the dressage whip that he had given totally without mercy, with obvious relish of his power over me. The eight sturdy leather straps were buckled up...
Astrid assumed her position on the milking floor. Her massive udders were heavy and she needed relief in the worst way. The nipples ached and wept milk - she had bristled during inspection and for her rebellion she had been left in her cubical. Astrid actually had not meant to give offense - however, she had been unusually tender for the last week. She resi...
This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit slavery. They only LIMIT slavery to punishment for crimes. In other words, the Constitution...
Author's note: This is a Weis Kreuz fanfic and if you are unfamiliar with WK, you probably won't enjoy this story. Secondly, this is a male-on-male or YAOI story- if you don't like that sort of thing, you should read something else. Can't say you weren't warned :) ~~~~@~~~~@~~~~@~~~ He must have removed his clothes sometime during the night, but he didn't...
Tee's first session Matt dug his fingers into Tee's left armpit, fingers wiggling away. OOOOOhh, wait, wait, wait, Tee thought, but only laughter escaping her lips. Her body immediately leaned to the right as much as possible which wasn't very much at all trying to avoid the attacking, probing fingers. The fingers stopped, allowing her to breathe, not reali...