I was a bit preoccupied that evening. I remember one of the guys arrived late in the evening. Susan had taken a long bath and was wrapped in a short fuzzy robe. She went to the kitchen when she heard footsteps outside, and I saw two shapes go up the stairs. Later I found the robe on the kitchen floor. I remember making a pot of coffee and checking out what w...
A text was sent by Him around eight o'clock that evening. The order was to use the spare key under the welcome mat and clean the House to His standards by the time He was to be off work, not half an hour from the time of the message. A secondary message added that He was to later on have Guests over. With the fear of God imprinted upon her at the thought o...
Chapter 3. The Cold Winds of Gallifrey Night time, Gallifrey slept. Quietly I slipped from her arms and sliding my feet into soft carpet slippers tiptoed naked to the console. Habits are hard to break after seeming centuries of endless repetition. The universe summoned from the liquid screens and my eyes traveled from headline to headline searching out a...
It had been weeks since Sir was here last, months since his passion was so strong that he took his belt to me, driving me into sweeter submission than I have felt in years, and I am so eager to see him that I can't think of anything else. My mouth is eager to take him in. My scalp tingles when I imagine my hair entangled in his grip as he deliberately hurts...
Student, This episode marks the turning point in the dialectic transition from virgin adolescent male fantasy into the uncharted realm of virtual reality of Cock Ring of the Gods. Under the Prussian Theory, the young virgin boy is driven by the new feelings of attraction to the female is both perplexing and constrained by his feeling of inadequacy in relati...
- "What do you mean, she's dead?" - "I am very sorry, Kelsen." said Ludianne. - "Can't you ... you know? Do something?" - "Bring her back? Raise her from the dead?" - "Well, yeah. Can't you? I mean, aren't you ...?" Now I recognized the look on Ludianne's face. It was sadness. In all the time I'd known her, I'd never seen her sad. - "I am very po...
"And another box gone," Jack muttered to himself, putting the heavy box aside. "Only what, a billion more boxes to go?" The silent storage unit didn't respond, but Jack nonetheless felt like the sweltering box was mocking him. It was in the mid 80s outside, a lovely summer day. But inside this metal hell the temperature was hovering in the high 90s. Jacks' s...
I never intended to write a sequel to "Jezebel It Was You" (published October 27, 2016 in Loving Wives) however the comments and emails I received seemed to want one, and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to see what happened too; so here it is. As we left the characters, Blake and Clarisse were touring the U. S. in a classy RV, fucking up a st...
Author's Note: The only context you need to be aware of before reading this story is that Kabir, the protagonist, is basically a sex demi-god with limitless superhuman powers. Scarlett is a sex-genie whom he had enslaved to inherit all the powers he now has. With his powers, Kabir can transform the entire world if he wishes to do so. There has been some bu...
Ch. 06 – The Assault Shantei was only two days march from the Fallen Encampment. Lexington and Ishmael had decided to halt the march in order to plan the attack. The two remained in a tent held up by three thick wooden poles that stood almost twice their height. Two small torches were mounted beside the makeshift wooden table that held a parchment with scri...