The King pretended to listen to prophet by staring at the flecks of food that were caught in the old man's dry beard. For a desert ascetic, he sure ate enough roasted lamb for three strong soldiers on his monthly visits to the palace. Lamb. That's what the old fraud was nattering on about again, the same tired story of the poor man's lamb. "This is a lesso...
Trigger Warning: This chapter is one of the darkest in this story. It contains a bit of light torture. It is one of two scenes in particular that made me choose Non-Consent as the original genre, before I decided the overall story belonged in the Fantasy section. So don't say I did not warn you. Chapter 12 "Save her! You have to!" "But you'll die!" "...
I had caught her looking at me before. At first I thought it was just me, but ever since that writing class when her gaze always seemed to be landing on me I was certain it was not just imagined. I looked at her too. I had started more discreetly, mainly as a reaction to her, but as her gazes became more courageous, so did mine. The boredom of class led to o...
Mary sat at her desk exhausted from the prolonged late hours and pressure deadlines of work. She rubbed her eyes and stretched her neck and back to ease the tension and pain that she felt. She was too tired to do any more tonight but the hours that she had put into this project would pay her back ten fold once the client's demands were satisfied. Besides she...
Part 1 "BECK! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!" The sound of her shrill scream could have been picked up by a deaf man. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention from sorting out her shoes. From high heels to ballet flats, color coordinated and by designer. Is it necessary to have 200 pairs of shoes? Who the fuck was Christian Louboutin anyway? She came flying up the...
Pete used the hem of his shirt to wipe at the sweat running down the side of his face. It was far too hot to be painting in the bungalow. The windows were open but there wasn't any breeze. Where was his lazy arse brother David? He'd begged Pete to help him out with the redecorating of the house he'd bought with his girlfriend and now he wasn't anywhere to be...
Chapter Four: Rue A bone-tipped arrow zipped down from the earthen ramparts that defended the little village, passing close enough that the wind of it ruffled Lady Rue's short black hair. Rue did not did not flinch and urged her mount on to greater speed. The shaggy pony's striped legs ate up the icy ground between her and the low wall. Icicles like daggers...
As Carolyn Bates knelt on the banquette with her face buried between Sylvia Jackson's thighs while Phillip Jackson stroked his cock in and out of her ass, she still couldn't quite understand how she had ended up in this situation. It had all started when her husband Tony had come rushing in the door yesterday evening. Tony was an up-and-coming lawyer with t...
Times at work changed and she could go in an hour later and at first had that intention, but a guy she had met at work convinced her to go in at the same time so they could meet up. She met this guy a month before when he started there at the plant and he was nice enough and had noticeably started to take interest in her and it evolved into a more personal i...
"Let go." Mimi kissed Sven on the temple and ran her hands across his shoulders. She crossed in front of him and curled up on the couch. "You look tense." She said, rubbing his thigh, " You need to stop thinking about everything with the band. Tomorrow will be fine." She stroked his cheek and he remained mute, staring intently at the TV. "Sorry?" he looked...