The Xavier Institute for Higher Learning; once the ancestral home for the Xavier family, this stately mansion in upstate New York now served as a school for "special" students. Founded by Professor Charles Xavier, The Xavier Institute served as a training facility for mutants, beings born with superhuman abilities, and as the secret home to the superhero gro...
"I have a proposal for you, Miss Lynley." Captain Lucius Bramwell's dark eyes glowed and there was a seductive tinge in his smooth voice that I had never heard before. In the past two weeks since embarking from London, we had tea in his quarters each afternoon and he had never been anything else but a gentleman. Now, the sensual glimmer in his raven eyes spr...
Soccer was huge where I went to school. Every guy on our college soccer team was good looking, between 20 and 22 years old, masculine, ripped, and in perfect physical condition ... these photogenic studs walked around campus like they were kings and gods, showing off their athletic physiques. They also hosted these amazing parties that everyone wanted to go...
If Tom's mind had been enthralled with Patty before, it was completely possessed now. In the days that followed their bondage session, he had even contemplated breaking into her house to get the panties she had refused to give him that first day. "It will only spoil you!" she had told him when he complained about not getting them. "And I don't like whiners...
She came to me in the middle of the night. It had been years since I had seen her. We had worked together at a job I had years ago. I had wanted her from the first time I saw her. We had become friends but there was no way that I would let myself get physically involved. I was married and she was single and we moved in different worlds other than work. We go...
(based on the Gorean fiction by John Norman) * In the side garden courtyard of the Mfalme's Residence a black desert kaiila was saddled. The reins of the snorting high-strung stallion were held by a kijakazi-groom from the stables. The tall animal dwarfed the demur slavegirl in her yellow work-tunic. Given the extreme heat and humidity of the upcountry...
I thought I was dreaming the first time the presence visited me, it was far too strange and undefinable an experience to have been real. I awoke in my bed in the country house to the feeling of a heavy weight pressing upon my chest. Though I looked directly at where the object should rest I could discern nothing, and I found I could not move even a finger. I...
A World of Warcraft Erotica by Asylumchild Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction for entertainment only. World of Warcraft and all related material are copyrights of Blizzard Entertainment. Furthermore, the following story borders on mature themes such as minor bestiality. Reader discretion is advised. The Harvest Time had come to Azeroth and th...
A small preface to the story at hand. Nicolas, the demon within this story, is not a demon born and raised in hell. Instead, his parents came to the surface of earth to raise him among mortals in the modern age, and as such he is not an uncaring beast of primeval nightmare. He looks very much like a human, albeit with bright blue hair, golden-orange eyes, tw...
A cold moon shines over the woods near Cara's small cabin. She lived alone, but managed to work fine for a girl of her tender age, being just 20 years old. While trying to sleep, she heard a rustling outside, followed by her door creaking open. Thinking quickly, she hid under her bed, thoughts racing in anxious fight-or-flight. Her eyes were shut as she fel...