Author's note: Montrealers, or people familiar with this lovely Canadian city, will know that the tallest building there tops out at 51 storeys, but since this is a fantasy about a publisher of pornography I could not resist putting her offices on the 69th floor. And if there is a Dufresne Towers in Montreal, I'd love to think that such wicked games go on th...
Lydia arrived in the middle of nowhere on a hot summer's day. The sky was hazy and the air was dry. The sun beat down on fields that stretched as far as the eye could see, and the herds of cattle that occupied them barely looked up from their shelters to see who the newcomer was. She stepped out of her Hyundai hatchback and lit a cigarette. Inhaled. It had...
Balmorhea Springs, Texas, May 25,1985, 3p.m. The grass pressed against Ernesto's back while he gazed up at a blue sky dotted with white pillows. Nearby, children played Marco Polo in the two acre spring-fed artesian pool, that rested on the edge of 46 acres dotted with cottonwood trees. Ernesto could almost reach and grab the foothills of the Davis Mountain...
"Get up, slave," Master Nicolas said. "We are going on a little outing today." Slave was wearing nothing, as usual, and trailed along behind Master Nicolas. She noticed he had a golf bag with him, which she had never seen before. "Master, are we going golfing?" Master gave her a hard blow across her backside for speaking out of turn, making her nearly top...
Hello everyone, I have decided to take a break from my Red Moon series and wait for some suggestions. So now I would like to introduce my newest story which is illustrated by my own artwork...not to bad considering I haven't drawn in just over a year. I do have one warning for all those reading, my bad guy likes men and women. Enjoy. * In ancient times the...
Part I It's hard to fathom how much we change as we amble onwards through life, but I reckon that's why we have memories. Who knows where we'd be without memories to keep us company as we cruise along the home stretch? It's a thought worth pursuing, but I'm unusually grateful for my mine but have you ever notices how easy it is to hold onto good memories? B...
If this is your first visit to Mary's Evolution, please note that I have tried to write this story so that you do NOT have to have read the previous books in the series in order to enjoy this, although I hope that you have. If you haven't, hopefully you will enjoy this enough to check out the earlier volumes. This is the latest installment in the story of M...
© Copyright 2006, 2007 Dear Readers, The following story is a sequel to the very first one that I wrote, "Remembrance". It is possible to read and understand "Renewal" without reading the earlier work. If you could do so, however, it might enhance your enjoyment of this story. Thank you for choosing my work for your reading pleasure. Whichever you decide,...
Author's note: This story was an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge) 5, a collaborative competition among Lit authors. Every story for this FAWC began with the exact same line. Where it went from there was up to the author. Those participating in sexual acts are 18 or above (or nonhuman). ***** Upon the table lay three items: a handkerc...
I had been in bondage as a sex slave for over a year. In this time I had been trained to serve and endure incredibly dark sexual torture by my Master and Mistress. I knew what I was supposed to do, and how I was supposed to obey. My Owners dictated my entire existence; by now I had forgotten my previous life as a free young woman. They had taken my name away...