Chapter 1 – I sell myself Sitting on the monorail, looking at my reflection in the window and ignoring the city as it sped by, I told myself it would only be for three months. Three months wearing the collar, three months of almost no-holds barred slavery. The credits would get me out of the hole I'd dug for myself, and then I could book passage off this ma...
"So," Marcos said turning back to Queen di Sellis and looking around the women assembled. "Who do you think I should kill to set the balance back?" The Queen beamed and leapt into him hugging his chest his arms. "You're so understanding. You're like a breeze of reassurance that this dark time is finally over." The odd sensation of flesh contact alerted him...
Note from Jake Rivers: This is my fifth semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso trilogy: "El Paso" "El Paso City " and "Faleena." The third had stories based on the various versions of "Maggie May" or "Maggie Mae." The fourth invitational was based o...
This story is the sequel to "Some Things Are Meant to Be". It picks up right around the end of that story, so you may want to read that one first. If you're looking for quickie sex, this is probably the wrong story for you. This continuation of Melanie and Kevin's tale is inspired and takes its title from the Melissa Etheridge song of the same name. Thanks t...
Content: Mostly F/m but some m/m in the last chapter. ***** Chapter 1 – Enslaving their boyfriends Daphne pulled her car into the parking space and marvelled at the Gynarchic Alliance male processing facility that occupied the square mile of countryside. Ones just like it had been built all over the world. Gina, her best friend since they had started toge...
Hello BPV fans! I'm sorry it's been so long, but life happens and gets in the way of your writing. This chapter serves as a sequel to BPV: Bombshells and is actually a prequel to Chapter 1. It has flashbacks to World War II, so it's pretty necessary to read Bombshells first. Once again, thank you to 'Hell of a Critic'; this story was a big collaborative ef...
"Yes, yes...oh God," she screamed. I smiled as I heard her grab on to the headboard in sheer ecstasy. Her body writhed wildly and I had to be careful not to get kneed in the face as my tongue darted in and out of her slit then slithered up and down the folds of her magnificent pussy. I surrounded her stiff little clitoral button with my lips and ever-so-li...
Chapter 25 -- Experiment in Reality Susan said, "This sounds a bit like a cult." Dave chuckled. It wasn't the first time he'd heard the accusation about the Circle. In a way, every unique group was a cult in his mind. His old Christian church had been more of a cult than the Circle because of how they restricted everyone's thinking to only the rules and su...
Warning: Even though there are some religious references throughout the beginning of this story, even though I pray to God a lot in this story, and even though I thank God for all the blessings bestowed upon me, this is not a religious story. God forbid, being that this is a porn site, sorry, I mean, an erotic literature site, of course, that I should refere...
One of my favorite things in this world is to wake up on a warm stall on a Saturday when there's a cool breeze coming down from the aisle of our barn and hearing my masters footsteps. I stretch and shake, ready to have my blanket off me, my oat breakfast which he usually put bits of strawberry and honey into and lets me eat while he sees to me. I always try...