The mule was flanked by the two victorious horsewomen, and the hanged male's journey to meet his purchaser began, his cock erect and rubbing at the silken bondage with the movement of the mule as he squirmed, his anus tingling at his divine sense of helplessness as it clenched and dilated on the stimulating plug as the two women whipped mule and enslaved ars...
This book is a work of fiction. Names, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. Any historical figures used in this work of fiction are not meant to be historically accurate. This book is intended for mature reade...
Gloom had over come the Vanderwall Estate when Duchess Elizabeth had come to live there. The house was in a crumbling state, lonely and in despair. Where once lavish decorations were proudly displayed now remained only tattered and ruined. In the most remote mountain region of the kingdom the palace stood proud and tall, now slumped by the erosion of the soi...
In so many ways it was a natural outgrowth of both societal need and the growing power of the political/industrial/military/entertainment complex. Super hero movies took over television and movie box offices completely by the third decade of the twenty first century. Before long the traditional heroes and villains had been played out, Jaded audiences wanted...
They were now moving through the region where Lomac had spent most of his life. They were thus warned well in advance when they came either to a river or when they had to cross a trail. But Lomac did find it very strange that up to now they hadn't yet met anyone from his village. "Hunters from my village always come this far north in search of games. We sho...
I'm not a big fan of off-topic/introductory stuff, so this will be the last. That said since this is in the SciFi category, I'd like to reiterate that this story has nonconsensual elements, and that this chapter in particular deserves that warning. Enjoy! *** Tamaryst drifted from sleep into a comfortable haze. She wasn't used to sleeping in beds and the...
Rachel stood in the middle of her living room, large eyes surveyed the furniture in a sweeping arc, taking in the expensive carpet, the beige leather sofa, coffee table with its customary one or two magazines carelessly strewn on the polished ash effect top. Jim's television sat brooding and silent in the far corner, silently observing her return to her hom...
Richard had not been immediately welcomed into 'The Close'. He had been tolerated. Tolerated because of his marriage. Richard's fortune came from dirty money. Dirty in that he made things. He had started as a blacksmith. He now made a lot of things in iron and ferrous metals. He was not always neatly dressed. He didn't wear a suit to work. His tone was often...
This is a continuation from 'Be Careful What You Wish For'. It was originally supposed to be a one-off, but I thought it was too hot to leave! This one has some heavy BDSM elements, and has some pretty dark themes, so if that's not your thing then maybe skip this one. But if it sounds like your thing, then enjoy! :) All the characters are over 20 in...
Uldroth's shuffling footsteps echoed down the chamber, lit only by dim purple torchlight. The Dark Lord had summoned him. But for what purpose? He had been silent since his defeat at the hands of the Elves for decades, but now he sends for his true servant? The sorcerer's mind raced at the thought of serving his master again. Reaching the door to the Room o...