Author's note: This piece is pure fiction, and in no way reflects the realities of being a nun, as far as the author knows. No disrespect to God or nuns was intended. ... It was a sunny summer's day at the Mohaka Convent on the hill. The nuns were all busy doing the things nuns do: the daily chores, the weaving and sewing, prayers and meditations, scriptu...
"Great Master, as you can see from these reports, Lord Shang Tsung died from massive heart failure caused by lethal disruptions to his solar plexus meridian points. "While many clans have styles that cause similar trauma, we have identified five specific meridian points that were targeted in this case. "There is only one technique that would fit the pr...
Cyrus muttered to himself and brought the barriers down around his mind, hard. Deep within the darkness, a whisper could be heard. It was a voice he had not heard for sometime. It was the metaphorical demon on his shoulder, and it was grinning vindictively. ~They don't understand your past even when you show them.~ The voice was like liquid silk laced with...
Kara was startled awake by a noise outside the monastery. She marvelled at the Wand of Istari in her possession and the powerful magic she had performed with its aid. Her quest was complete; she could return to the Temple and restore its glory. Kara quietly put her clothes back on and gently tucked the relic in her knapsack. She pulled out her knife and hi...
This story is dedicated to He who asked me to give Him everything and then broke my heart in the most spectacular way... ***** Chapter 1 She sat on the steps in front of the altar shivering, but not just from the cold. She'd fled here hoping for refuge, for safety. Now she wasn't so sure. The flagstones were cold against her bare skin, the church empty....
It all started with a conversation over a fence... Tracey's neighbor Mr Green, a nice old man who was always friendly, just happened to be in his garden when Tracey was sunbathing in her bikini. Funny, he often seemed to be in the garden when she was sunbathing and yet his garden still looked a bit run down. He was very handy though and was always willing...
A cold thunderous wall rose up behind me a huge horrible wall, and it was all wrong to soon. A granite hand wrapped around the back of my head and finger clasped onto my face. Yanking me back off my knees, Father for whom else could it be, swept me across the floor. Talons of pain pierced my head, rage poured off him and a striped away any courage to fight....
For the fifth time that night, her hands drifted to his cock and started to play with it. Wolfe grunted and rolled away from her. He wanted to sleep, and she was insatiable. But the moment he did so, his half asleep mind regretted it, as another pair of hands drifted to his cock and picked up where the others had left off. Groggily he sat up, managed to craw...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The mai...
Chapter 8 -- A Time for Healing "David... David, please... don't die..." Maddie whimpered, crying into her husband's chest as he lay on the ground. "Calm yourself, Madeleine!" Nimue snapped. "I shall keep him stable. You just get that gate open." "Gate? What gate?" All of a sudden, Maddie's senses returned to her at hearing Nimue's order. Looking around,...