- - - This picks up where Part 1 left off - - - Bob walked next door right at ten o'clock as planned. Instead of bringing his swim trunks, he just decided to wear them, flip flops, and a t-shirt. Jan opened the door, wearing a pair of light blue shorts and sleeveless white blouse. Bob noticed when she turned around, he could make out a bra strap across her...
It would be a night to remember; the fireworks lit the sky and Sharon couldn't get enough of the candy floss circulating through the park. Everywhere sparklers danced, held aloft by tiny hands, and the occasional report of a stay firecracker kept the crowd on a giddy edge. Down by the shoreline, the water reflected countless "safe and sane " fireworks displa...
I felt a small jolt, the family car going over a small pothole in the road as I breathed deeply and started to wake myself up. I could feel the dry acrid heat against my skin, sweaty from the warmth of the car as I blearily I opened my eyes, feeling disorientated. Slowly as they came into focus, I realised that I was staring down at orange trousers, my head...
**Disclaimer, all people places and events in this story are completely fictional and made up by me. This story contains the following elements: non-consent, dominant shemales, spiked drinks, shemales/transgenders being the penetrative partner to males, many terms used which are derogatory both in general and specifically to trans-gendered individuals. Pleas...
Episode Eight, Struggles of Power "How much of a success was tonight, Kyle," Eliza asked her husband as she stepped through the halls by his side toward the holding chamber where the three women waited. "I honestly thought we were going to go about it in a different way than what had happened with us." "This is a different way," Kyle said, not slowing his...
Two emerald eyes gleamed at her. White fangs were bared in a silent snarl. She smiled at him in the darkness, knowing that he could not hurt her. So this was her initiation test. She felt her father's presence in her mind *Kill him child, take all he has to offer, he is strong, strong enough to feed you properly, make me proud* She looked down at herself...
Thank you for reading my story. The setting is in the 1980's at a major university teaching hospital, where I was working as a medical intern. Story elements are combined fiction and nonfiction. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ The pain was intense. And worsening. As the pressure in my back built up, it began to spread around my side, and then down into my groin. Spasms gr...
Drake got no real sleep that night. Every time he slipped into slumber his body would relax, and he'd put weight on his sore arms, waking him up again. He ended up watching the sun rise though the massive windows that faced out over the valley. He watched the silver dragon swoop and spiral over the land, then fly off into the distance. The doors to the PR...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** (This story was one I wrote and posted on Halloween. It's a bit more gruesome than my other works as a result.) *** Intro Carl had always been different, he was a quiet somewhat effeminate looking boy, taking mainly after his mother. From an early age he had loved playi...
A renowned warrior-poet of old once wrote that love is a battlefield. Or something along those lines. Sir Charles couldn't be bothered to remember the specifics; he already knew he was on to something. A decisive victory could be won only with surprise and overwhelming force. But how? Charles was no stranger to the wages of love, having bested, bedded, and...