Just a quick flash story for fun. The plot is contrived and silly, perhaps even slightly cartoonish, but then again this is escapist fun not serious literature. I had the idea for the plot and the words describing it are more to get the concept out than an attempt at valid prose. In other words, I know my writing isn't up to par, my dialogue often idiotic,...
This is the finale of Best Served Cold, which was the continuation of two previous stories: Upwardly Mobile and Warning Signs. You should read those stories before Best Served Cold. I apologize for the long delay in wrapping this up. *** Fate can sometimes be a strange and fickle bitch. It turns out Rose didn't need to pretend to be pregnant. She was. The...
Many thanks to Lady Christabel for her editorial help Romantics argue that the modern custom of marriage arose from the emotion of love; and that throughout the millions of years of our evolution, humans have always gravitated to exclusive pair bonding. Realists, on the other hand, argue that while love is nice, for millions of years marriage has always bee...
This is a full-length novel that I'm currently working on. It's 100% fantasy and is an erotic exploration of a patriarchal society set up by men on a remote island. Everything in this story is 100% consensual however it does deal with aspects of surrender, bondage, dominance and pain through punishment. Please do not read if this is not your thing. *** I k...
Chapter 7 A Question of Sentience One of the ruffians made a move, darting in and thrusting his knife towards Grankt. The saurian twisted, letting the point lodge in his armor. His fist lashed out and caught his attacker in the face. Blood clouded the water around his face and the dagger dropped slowly to the rock below. Grankt's other hand held his scather...
In the late 20th and beginning of the 21st centuries, the black market thrived. Sex, drugs, guns, illegal goods and people were bought and sold just as easily as going to the mall, as long as you were a member of the Underground. There were three of them. Families. If you weren't relation, then you could pay with money and your loyalty for your place in the...
Having been a submissive at one point in my life, I can tell you that there is a simplicity in being a sub and surrendering control of one's self to another. For one like me, who was always meant to be a Dom, it was frustrating because I wanted to fight back to take back my control and my power for myself. But to be the Mistress I am today, I understand why...
There was no easy way to say it. And screwing up my courage to do so was an agony of fearful emotions, led by what could easily be rejection and, as a result, the end of an otherwise superb relationship. I wanted her to collar and leash me while I knelt naked at her feet. I wanted to lick her footwear, suck her toes, and open my mouth wide as she slid her...
Master released me from the tree and quickly positioned both hubby and me on our knees next to one another. He handed me a brief and simple contract and ordered me to read it aloud. Obediently I read the contract as demanded. "You have agreed to be Master's dirty married white whore for the remainder of Master's trip, subsequent trips to this hotel where...
I am selected and taken from the harem to the sultan's chamber. I not only want to please all of his senses I dream of being worthy of being chosen as his favorite. I am nude and wrapped in a silk veil to be presented to the sultan. I bow at his feet in greeting and then dance for him, slowly revealing my bare skin and letting my undulating movements show hi...