Emile looked at Jack, who watched his Alpha run into the woods. "That... could have gone better," he said wryly. Emile sighed and wrapped her arms around Jack, resting her head on his shoulder. It felt strange to be alone in the Alpha's home, but it didn't seem to bother Jack at all. "So what do we do now?" Jack pulled Emile tight, content to just breathe...
I woke up with a start as the door to the bedroom slammed shut. "Time to get up slaves!" Vanessa chimed. She came over and pulled us out of the bed, shooing us into the bathroom and into the shower. "Get cleaned up. I'll be waiting." she said. "Don't take long, we don't want our guests to get bored." Shannon and I washed each other and cleaned the sex fr...
Writer's Note: This first part to my story introduces the main character, Cserasha, and deals with consensual sex. Further stories in this series may not, as they shift to different themes of domination and fetish. Please enjoy, and feel free to comment! The Bulk Freighter Racketroll shot through the depths of hyperspace, its irregular-shaped hull shudd...
Summers in Louisiana are almost indescribably hot. It's a cliché, I know, but its not so much the heat as the humidity. Ninety five degrees on the Fahrenheit scale with 100% humidity is just something you have to experience to believe. Walking from a cool room to the outside feels like you're walking into a blast furnace, its even hard to breath with that mu...
[Note to readers: this is unlike my other stories at this site. It is a love story, but it includes evil and cruelty -- Romeo and Juliet meet Stephen King. I will submit all five chapters within a single week] Chapter One of Five: "The Show" "Exhale and suck in that gut so I can tighten this properly." Even his voice is beautiful. "I'm trying, darling. Pl...
"How about here?" Simon Laws looked at the building his friend, Stephen Clark, was pointing at. Lurid red and blue neon tubes ran along the fascia of an otherwise innocuous old warehouse building. The same tubes twisted into the shape of a heavy breasted girl twirling around a pole. The name, "SATAN'S HOLE", was emblazoned above a narrow doorway. Subtle, i...
I have been writing stories for as long as I can remember, but I'm totally new to public forum publication. Any and all feedback is welcome. I apologise in advance, life is about to get a little hectic and it may take me longer than I wanted to get these chapters up, but please be patient. I promise, I have the story planned, and it will be finished... event...
The following flash story stems from a corny sense of humour coupled with the itch to do something different. Be warned, the story has little BTB, no RAAC and even less sex than primetime TV. Read only if you can tolerate LW presented in the form of a monologue spiced with a healthy dose of holiday humour. While it's not a great piece, I sincerely dedicate t...
Eliza's hands gripped the back of the couch, steadying her against Damian's deep thrusts into her body. The cushions beneath her accepted her weight without complaint, though their rough fibers were digging into her skin. Her head bowed and eyes closed, she let Damian exert himself against her. She gasped each time his cock touched her deepest recesses, and...
After parking across the street from the aging brick building, I look both ways and make the sprint. My bag is heavy with gear but it doesn't slow me down. It couldn't possibly. I am here. The dark stairwell leading up smells of sweat. Probably somebody cleans it once in a while, but it will always smell this way. That's because the dojang is a sweaty place...