As always, this is a total work of fiction, none of the names or people depicted are real. ***** My Birthday: Wow! Look at all those candles! I could actually feel the heat coming off those bad boy's, as my daughter sat the cake down in front of me. I took a big breath and did my best to blow them all out! I didn't of course, there were a few north of...
Authors note: Hello everyone. Unfortunately, this chapter is very late and I apologise for that. While I will continue to get chapters out as fast as possible, please excuse any future tardiness. I hope can forgive me and that you continue to enjoy this series of the Tables. Thank you once again to Kate for being my second set of eyes. Enjoy! ~ellie. *****...
This is a fictional story and all characters are fictional and not based on real people. All characters are 18 or over. The story does contain some hard core BDSM play and some racial play. If that is not what you enjoy reading, please do not read. ***** "Who is that white man talking to the curator and the mayor?" Deenisha Jefferson asked her co-worker....
Let me start by thanking my sounding board and editing staff. So a huge thanks to Traff, BunLover and Anubismark for their hard work in dealing with my bad English. This is the end of Chapter 2, I know some of you are not happy with what happened to Shynta and Mica but don't think I am done with them they will be back in Chapter 3 (Ever wonder what the Dro...
I stood looking out the door of my new digs, It was a sliding door and the glass portion was open. I heard giggling and turned and saw three little girls walking hand in hand out on to the pool deck. The middle and largest one wore a short terry robe and had towels over her shoulders. Older sister, about 14 or 15 taking her little sisters out to play. They s...
The bright rays of dawn slowly creep across the laboratory ceiling unnoticed by Professor Smythe and Joan, his young lab assistant. She looks up, surprised, and realizes that they have worked through the night again; struggling with yet another snag in their research. The cube of iron that they are trying to teleport from one electronics surrounded plinth to...
This is a substory about Melinda, a human girl in servitude to monstergirl Empire in this metaplot story: Theo: The Blood Angel of Lescatie. Her story starts at page 5. This is her own story, please enjoy and give feedback. ** Inquisition Interview Serial No: E6-Y-17T Post-screeningTags: Bondage and mildly sexually suggestive content. Subject: Female, h...
This story is the five ‘On the River’s Edge’ stories rolled into one. Please enjoy. Well who would have thought that a quick walk through the forest would have led to this? Here I am sitting on my lounge watching my wife take on three men as a German tourist sucks my cock and her two friends lick cum out of their hard fucked cunts. What a strange yet wonder...
The war room was buzzing as the military council poured over maps and plans. How could this have happened? How could their weakened enemy with no strategic advantage infiltrate a lord's palace and kidnap a prince? And for the young prince's safety, what was the next move? Isabella sat at the oval table completely absorbed in the report a counselor was expla...
No. I had no reason to complain. Things were going amazingly well. That last soliloquy remained to be written and that would determine the final, overall cast of the play, but that was all. I was stubbornly holding onto that, having some ambiguous feelings about my characters, or maybe I just liked making everyone nervous. The play was quite simply a pheno...