This is a Weis Kreuz fanfiction. It contains male on male sex and BDSM/Fetish. If you do not enjoy this sort of thing and continue reading it anyway, you can't say you weren't told. I value comments, so if you can leave a review it is much appreciated. This fic is post season 1 – and leads into Gluhen. ~~ @ ~~ ~~ @ ~~ ~~ @ ~~ Ken really hated his life so...
Behind Blue Eyes -Part 1: The Tempest Gate- Like a drop of blood over alabaster skin, the fox fled across the desert. Burnt coal paws glided effortlessly along the worn line of indentation, all that was left of an ancient coach-road that once ran through this dry country. Any scant tracks she might have left in the alkali were quickly torn away by gyratin...
Max was sitting up in his room when he heard a nervous knock on his door. He hurried downstairs since the rest of his family was out shopping and then watching some lame movie. "I'll be there in a second!" he called. He stopped at the door and unlocked it, opening it and peaking through because otherwise his dog would run out to greet the visitor. An oddly...
==== PART 3 ==== He was going to do it to her at work. "Please," Jaclyn begged in a whisper to the voice only she could hear. "Please, don't make me do it at work." But she knew there would be no mercy. The voice of her owner spoke in her ear. "Why don't we play a little game, Jaclyn?" She flinched, knowing what she was about to hear - and a moment l...
----=(Empaths and politics)=---- Twelve centuries prior to Majgen's birth, it was officially confirmed and publicly announced that a minority of humans possessed empathic abilities. Soon after the existence of human empaths became public knowledge, programs were made to track empaths and enslave them in governmental employ. By the time Majgen was born, hum...
Janette had a trying day at work. She came home feeling frustrated and out of sorts but didn't know what to do about it. She didn't feel like cooking dinner for Allan, so she just sat on the sofa with a drink and listlessly thumbed through a magazine. Allan was due home in a half hour and she would deal with dinner then. She was about through with the scotc...
Risk/Reward: a simple game of hypnotic edging denial and bliss Warning: playing this game can be risky, it has been known to drive even the most prudish girls mad with lust. Play at your own risk. To play the game you need a simple countdown timer with a buzzer and a pair of hypnotically enchanted panties. If you don't yet have the latter please read the u...
You feel a tingle traveling down your spine in anticipation of what you know is to come. Then it begins. One more time, it is what you have learned to expect and cherish, the preparation, the attention to detail, and the room. You sit still in the chair off the middle of the room as you were instructed. As you came in you had a brief glimpse of what the roo...
"The Bandits are an elite team. Only the best get on that squad. Forget high school teams, if I get on this squad, I'll have every top college wanting me." Kendra Lucas barely heard her son, Chandler as she drove to the soccer field. She knew her son was a top-notch soccer player and was annoyed that she had to take him to a tryout. Most coaches were falling...
Her skin seemed to dance in the light from the moon as it rippled through the room, the patterns matching the clouds as they rolled across the sky. Tied face down to the bed, her buttocks seemed to shine in the soft light, although I have to acknowledge that the post winter white of her skin probably had something to do with it. Not that I minded, with skin...