Zar sacrifices one eye to gain another, and enters Tordunh, the underworld. * The Valra set sail at first light, and Zar watched as the sun rose over Saruz. "Farewell, Jien," she whispered. Then, in the privacy of a tiny cabin with a hard, dirty bed and barely enough room to stand, a small shuttered window to let light and air in, she found the time and pe...
'Damn him,' I thought, angrily stomping out as the door slammed shut behind me. Even on holiday he could find something to moan about, maybe its time I started looking for a new Master! Let me explain, by nature I am a very submissive person, perhaps you might even call me a pacifist, under his tutelage I had become his slave, his slut and his whore. Whate...
The next day's seminar was insanely boring, so I snuck out of the morning session early to call Gary and spill the beans, or at least some of them. I called him at his office and he answered on the first ring. "Gary Walsh" "Hey baby. Do you miss me?" "You know it. Shouldn't you be in class or something, you bad wife?" "Oh honey, I am a bad wife. I am ju...
Disclaimer: All stories in this series are based upon actual events. The names have been changed to protect the guilty and I do mean guilty. The stories are set in the Granite Hills Region of the New York State Park system. They are set in these parks for the simple reason they don't exist and therefore no one can get in trouble for some of the inappropriate...
Author's Note: Heyooo! Here's a quick, fun, sci-fi piece fleshed out from a dream I had recently. Like most of my inappropriate dreams, I woke up before things got good. Even my subconscious is cock-blocking me - hehe. Hope you like! Thank you to the Great and Powerful LaRascasse for his editing voodoo, and to WaterBurn and karaline for taking time out of...
Part Three The Revenge of Cody Thanks to HeyAll for the edit. Thomas Edward Scott, former Olympian, current head coach of the Ronald Reagan High School swim team (Reagan's Razors), knifed through the water with the ease of a shark. I still got it. His body parted the water as if it were air. Coach Scott took great pride in his body. A lot of it . . . too...
Chapter 13 Marriage & Murder I arrived at the office feeling energized and ready to face anything. At least I thought I was ready. Rachel was her usual chipper self and even at this early hour there was a stack of messages waiting. Again, the first one was marked urgent. It was from Philippe and had no return number. "Do you know what this is all about?"...
Jennifer Sizemore was a nymphomaniac in training; a size queen that craved big dick. It wasn't always that way. Jenny was an all-American girl in high school. A petite 5'2" and barely 100 pounds dripping wet, she was a district winning gymnast and cheerleader at Highland Park High School in Dallas. She had dated the football team's starting QB and was one...
The sun is about to set over the horizon, a big red moving truck drives down a regular street in the outskirts of a regular middle west town. The driver, wearing a red cap, looks blankly at the address on the blood-stained paper. Six hundred sixty-six Elm Street, that is the address; that is where he is supposed to deliver his cargo. The house is old and cre...
Woody was spending another late night in front of his computer, feeling a little guilty and very horny. Guilty because his wife was in the room next to him, sleeping without having any ideas what he was doing and horny... well much for the same reason. In a way, he felt like he was betraying her trust, but he was really doing this for the both of them! That...