BEWARE: THIS STORY CONTAINS THEMES OF SEX AND HUMILIATION. This story is a complete work of fiction, and all character references have only coincidental similarity with any real person either living or dead. Remember the difference between fantasy and reality is as fundamental as the difference between right and wrong. *********************** On the wa...
I based this story loosely on "Little Red Riding Hood" by Charles Perrault, published in 1697. This is a completely original story, but does use characters suggested by Mr. Perrault. In a late seventeenth century English village, the average life expectancy was about Thirty-six years of age (likely due to lack of modern medical cures, and higher child mort...
CHAPTER 13: Corpus Delicti - (The Body of the Crime) Ethan did the only thing he could think of to avoid Kendra's charge: he jumped to the side. Thankfully, his legs were as powerful as ever and he managed to get clear of her sword before he lost a limb. Barely. He hit the ground awkwardly but managed to roll into a standing position. It was a lot harde...
I lay on my back with pillows under my hips for the required fifteen minutes. During that time, Jim got redressed and got more wood for the fireplace. Once I was allowed to get up, I got dressed and we decided that we should go to the main cabin and actually spend time with our family. My name is Anna by the way and I'm telling you how I tried to enjoy my C...
06. The Tin Man "I don't think that we're ever going to get out of this forest," Dorothy said as she walked down the yellow brick road, carrying Toto under her arm. Tall, old trees lined either side of the path and the leaves above them completely blocked out the sky. Without being able to see the sun, there was no way to tell what time it was or how long t...
Sunday Morning at the 'Big Top' Challan Balaban woke up with heavy eyes and tried to focus, rubbing the itch and dryness away as he tried to remember where he was. His mouth felt like sandpaper, and he could still taste the combination of whiskey and pussy from going down on his wife a few hours earlier. He was still drunk, and his head ached from his grogg...
Author's note: This is a story with sexual content but requires a long buildup. As usual, please feel free to comment. ________________________________ There is a place in New Hampshire called Zealand Valley. The valley is created by a brook named Zealand brook (thought some do call it Zealand River!). Following the brook up the side of a mountain brings y...
John's mind was wandering as he rode through the rough mountain country. He was only a few miles west southwest of Colorado Springs, Colorado but, for all intents and purposes, he was alone in the world. There was no sign of other people or civilization. As he rode he thought about the recent past and wondered if he could have done anything to prevent the he...
A year had passed. Alec looked up hard at the quarry wall then down to his canvas. Something wasn't quite right 'And,' he thought, 'anything which isn't quite right in painting makes the whole thing wrong.' Usually he could see straight away what needed to be changed. Today he couldn't. It was as though the essential wrongness lay not in any detail or ma...
The next morning Doll headed off to work while Brian was still asleep. It was his day off so he usually slept pretty late. When he awoke he got out of bed with a hard on that needed to be dealt with. He walked towards the door when his foot hit the bag Doll had brought home yesterday. When the bag tipped he saw the rubber pussy come rolling out if it. He p...