Gillian Watkins was proud of her curvaceous body and at the ripe age of twenty six she was, in her humble opinion, at the pinnacle of her good looks. The long haired brunette had posted hundreds of racy pictures of herself on X rated websites, and had posted videos of herself on strip sites. Naturally flirtatious she owned dozens of sexy outfits and lingerie...
Hey Everyone, This is my first time posting so let me know if you like it by commenting and voting. Please keep your comments constructive! I hope you enjoy. THANKS! ******* Kara woke up and glared at her alarm clock, silently hoping that it would shut off by itself. Realizing that she would actually have to emerge from her warm cocoon to shut the annoyi...
"Damn that bitch!" coach Ronald Wilson said slamming his note book down on his desk as Head coach Tom Butler slammed the door behind him leaving his berated assistant alone, the harsh words from his boss still ringing in his ears, "If you make another pass at her or harass her in any, I'll be looking for a new linebacker coach!" Where could he go at fifty...
You can own a great many things. Possessions are always beautiful, they are always taken out of jealousy. A Mercedes is comfortable, it’s power is unquestionable; the way that the leather feels on skin, the way the seats embrace the occupants, the radio sings as beautifully as a siren; but the car isn’t owned for it’s creature comforts. Its owned out of jeal...
Author's Note I'm posting this prologue as a guide for readers new to primarily my older work. It's a pretty big ask to expect readers to go back and read a novel to understand a lot of story, lore, characters and details. I hope this helps to set the stage. A special thank you to Pope1944 for reading and editing, as well as encouraging this prologue. I wi...
It's eleven o'clock at night and I'm lying in bed next to my boyfriend Mitchell Voltaire. Watching him sleep. When he's awake, he's really something. Six feet two inches tall and two hundred and forty pounds of hard-bodied black man. A force to be reckoned with. He's come through for Southeastern Massachusetts University's football team time and again as the...
Peter Grayson woke up late that morning his head ringing from his hangover. Slowly getting up out of bed, he made his way over to his bathroom washing his face in an attempt to wake himself up. Looking up in the mirror, Peter checked himself out. Peter Grayson was eighteen years old with short brown hair and brown eyes. He was tall with a muscular body and s...
All characters involved in this story are of at least 18 years of age. All characters involved in this story are original creations of the author. Any resemblance to any real person, place, or event is purely coincidental. Please do not post anywhere else without author permission. Thank you! A/N: Nothing too sexy in this chapter, and certainly no explicit...
Chapter Four - The Introduction One day, shortly after Anthony's naked sighting of her, Kathleen walked through the park. Out of character for her to be there, in our little domain, it was shocking to see her walking through the park, our park. Maybe, we wouldn't have been so surprised by the sight of her had she been walking Barky, but she was alone. The s...
This story is a continuation of the No Way Out series. It continues immediately after Kimmy surrenders to her owners and accepts she is their slave. This first chapter starts 3 months after her surrender. I do expect to continue this to a logical end. Please be aware this is fantasy and could not happen in today's world, especially in any high school in the...