Chapter 2 - Capture When they made camp at the end of the day, Livvy set up a protective circle. It was easy to do, just required a sharp knife in the dirt and a bit of fiddling with her stone. Raya didn't see what, exactly, as she made sure to look away the second Livvy pulled it from its hiding place between her breasts. Even the smallest glance out of th...
The water runs down his arms, his back. He wills it to soak through his skin, wash away her taste, the feel of her body against his, the tight sensation of her thighs straddling around him. But this is not Bruce Wayne's first shower in the last two days. Or his fifth. Chemical analysis of his blood showed traces of more than two dozen toxins and plant bypro...
The next morning Cameron woke up, bright and early. Arming himself with his gun and a small toolkit, he traveled out to his former boss's house in the suburbs. He got there and found the same flimsy lock on the front door that had been there the year before, when he had invited all of the employees to a get-together at his house. His boss had locked everyone...
"You have been summoned by the High Priestess." The High Priestess? Nizsm thought to himself. Why ever would she summon me? The elderly manservant clad in a long, clay coloured robe clarified his statement. "You are being considered to occupy a position as personal attendant to High Priestess Anhzeta." A look of surprise and confusion registered on Nizsm'...
South Africa. Present day. 10 pm. The band of drug traffickers...numbering 40 strong had made camp for the night in the jungle. They gleefully counted the gold, diamonds and other trinkets they had bribed out of some of the unsuspecting tribes..in exchange for the powerful narcotic they were peddling. The traffickers were a band of roughnecks..hired by a wea...
Meet Karen Ambrose, a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and plain, fifty-something white woman living in the City of Amarillo, Texas. Karen is like those typical Karen types seen on the news. She is nosy, full of herself, entitled, and obsessed with her neighbors. Karen has recently entered therapy due to her problems, and her doctor has su...
Nervous, little slut? Of course you are. It's your first day at Mistress K's Slutschool and you have so much to learn to even hope to catch up with the bigger, stronger, more experienced boysluts. Well, luckily for you, it's my job to teach little sluts like you how to behave. How to show proper subservience to your betters. Take a seat on that stool there...
Emilio strode into Pepe's pole with a swagger in his step. This was where the tikbalang, the Taga Lupa and the other diwata had brought Sinukuan, the fools. Didn't they know that he would find them? The dumbasses didn't even bother to hide. He palmed the black dagger that had served him well across many bodies. This body wasn't so bad. Dockworkers cleaned...
Once upon a time but perhaps not quite as long as you might think, in the mysterious realm of Aldebaran, there was a soldier named Wesley Finn. Wesley was young but of an age just old enough to volunteer for service. He'd been raised by his widowed mother with a sense of duty and it had always been his dream to be one of the Queen's guards. Being so young an...
As I sat waiting in the restaurant for my lunch date to arrive, I realized my knee was bouncing anxiously with every second of the clock. I glanced at my watch again. This is what I got for arriving too damn early. I hadn't been this nervous in ... hell, I couldn't remember. I'd made a decision — one that was too important to deliver over the phone, of co...