It was big. That was the first thing Wren noticed, if she was being honest. Big like Mina, matching the woman's strength and solidness all the way around. The clear glass dildo and its harness lay on the inn's bed, innocuous as a bridle or a glass cup. They were decidedly neither of those things. When Mina had brought this up - well, technically they b...
Mina nibbled her Saltine and squeezed her eyes shut. She wanted to sink through the floor and disappear. She just wanted it all to go away...and not just the baby. At the moment she was sitting in a place she never imagined she'd be in her life. The waiting room was so bright, the florescent lights, white walls, and beige plastic chairs came together in a...
Mina yanked the cluster of pink, purple, and white balloons, around twenty, minus a few casualties while wrestling them in and out of the car. The bobbing mass barely missed a low-hanging branch on the tree she was passing in order to get to the cluster of four picnic tables a few feet away. Linda snapped a picture of her with the digital camera as soon as...
"Dammit, Bryan! Now I have to kick your ass!" Linda yelled from the living room when her son walked into the house. She'd seen him pull into the driveway and had been waiting for to get in the house. It had been three days since Mina had called her in a panic over her son's disappearing act. Linda had no idea where Bryan had been for the past few days, but a...
Poachers were the worst. Not humans. The random kind, the animals that caught a whiff of farm stock and dug under the fences. At the same time, Mina relished the challenge of a stray wolf or fox, since they usually put up a fight when she wrangled them into submission, sometimes saving a chicken or small pig in the process. Doing so got her covered in filth,...
Position 3 Salvation was a sparkling gem tucked far away from mankind. Deep in the woods, the two-story Victorian stood majestic by a quiet lake. Blocked off by a thick iron gate, the brilliant white of its exterior came to view as the trees began to dissipate. Lawn lights guided Mina's car up a long driveway and looped around a gazebo. There were people re...
The sun was setting when Mina felt it; a churning inside her stomach and womb that filtered through her limbs. She slumped in the saddle, her eyelids drooped, exhaustion tugged at her consciousness, but she had momentum. One down, only six to go. It could be nearby. Maybe just a little further. Then she was on the floor, having slipped from the stirrups. Br...
James Riding hadn't actually answered by the nickname Red since he was thirteen to anyone but his Grandma Addy and sometimes his Aunt Sue, and even she tried hard to remember to call him Jamie most of the time but he loved her a lot so he let her get away with it. And then of course he let Mina Wolfe get away with any time she wanted. Jamie had spent most o...
Lightning crackled through the night sky, illuminating a feminine figure perched in a window of the Hospital Merci. Darkness quickly overtook the lights again and left only the dark shadow of a woman. Dark eyes studied the room in silence, her heart beating fast. Mina was a lust demon. That is, she embodied everything sexual and then some, but also fed off...
Right now, I can't believe what is happening to me, folks. However, I can't honestly say that I hate it. The name is Sylvester Vincent. A big and tall Haitian-American guy living in the city of Nepean, Canadian Province of Ontario. I work as a Security Guard during the summer and attend Carleton University. Oh, and I'm a very kinky and horny bastard. This s...