As I sit here beside my lovely wife Chris in our cottage in the mountains overlooking Lake Jindabyne, I reflect on the few weeks, the accident of being in the wrong place at the right time, that transformed my life, my wife's life, so many lives. The turbulent, passionate times that I should have had in my early years had been eclipsed by the brief, intense...
The Huntress Leader is a position of seniority to the band. Huntresses who volunteer before the enclave can create bands. Caris is the Huntress Leader. If ranked by ability, Caris would in other groups be a distant third or a solid fifth in the twelve person bands Huntresses that usually range around in. Caris didn't want to follow older girls and get her a...
(In which Inara must teach two more and meets her master.) As Inara groggily awoke, she became aware of the presence of two men standing over her. She kept her eyes shut and assessed her situation. The companion was lying on her back on some kind of bed with her wrists bound with what felt like plastic zip ties. Her legs were bent and from the cool air on t...
Entering our home you see me kneeling as expected. Head and chin held high, eyes lowered, as is your wish. I’m freshly shaved, with knees spread wide revealing my efforts. My palms are turned upwards and rest lightly on my thighs. It is the position. Our position; the position of total submission. You study my hair, then makeup. A smile suggests you are ple...
If you are interested in editing my stories, please contact me. I RECOMMEND THAT YOU READ VASELINE CH. 1 AS WELL. ALL CHRACTERS ARE 18 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER. PLEASE ENJOY! Hi! My name is Sonya Singh and I am a 19 year old, single, completely whitewashed Indian girl. I live with my parents and my sister who is a year younger than me. My dad is an entre...
Pure Stroke – A home invasion stroke story This is my second story. It is intended as a stroke story, and I hope you see it as such. I have used no editor, and no beta readers, so any errors are mine and mine alone. Because it is a stroke story don't look too hard for character development. You won't find it. I say again, this is a stroke story.. Let me...
NARRATOR: Not knowing what happen to her rival Erin, Hannah continued to party with her bestfriend Aimee. Aimee decided to have a bathroom break as she went to the washroom by herself. On her way, she walked passed by the locker room where Erin was sexually attacked by random men. While walking pass by the locker room, Aimee overheard a conversation. AIMEE...
The sky is a murky grey outside, and you can hear the sleet outside as it patters against the gym windows, like tiny ball bearings scattered from the heavens. The wind howls like banshees through the gaps in the old building's windows. Most of the camp is on leave now, "just a skeleton crew left," you think to yourself. You start to pace around the gym, tryi...
Ch 2: The Training Begins Now, if you think that these 5 beautiful, hermaphroditic women have trained me, you are dead wrong. Up until now I have simply been led by my rather hard cock in the direction they wanted to lead me. Only my extreme lust, whether fed by sex magick or not, has lead me to my current state. My training is about to begin. With 5 of...
When I was 30 J and I were close intimate friends. J was a hot blue eyed blond with 37 C breasts and a nice curvy body. She wore her hair short for a butch which signaled the lesbians that she was fare game for play. J was an aggressive dominant woman who used me whenever she felt the need for sex and fun. If she needed money she took it, if she needed my bo...