After a long day at work, Peggy was not in the mood to deal with rude assholes on the subway. One would think a few years of Sex Magic would make any man wary of being disrespectful of a woman, but not every guy was as appreciative of the power a Sex Mage could wield. Case in point, the subway car was packed with businesswomen and men heading home from work...
My nigger Type-O put me straight. 'Gym up there, Millmount, you hear, they soccer moms, they want a bull, a thug, a hammer...Type of time a nigger be on with they cunts from they Heights...Fuckin bored, horny, studyin they punk-ass men...Shit, I got em on the go...Runnin me a fuckin game...' He ain't talkin no tale. Sponsor my ass too. Nigger ain't been th...
I stopped at a pay phone outside the In-N-Out quickie mart out by the highway and called Ulysses Homeslice's pager. While I waiting for his call-back, one of those old Ford Velociteers screeched to a halt alongside the curb. It was as big and black as a hearse. The store's plate glass windows shook with the lowdown idling of its souped-up engine. Three p...
"We've been invited to her home!" an excited Andrea announced after she and Crystal emerged from the hotel lobby's public phone booth. "Whose home?" I wondered, not really having paid much attention. I was sitting splayed across one of the Crown Hotel's most threadbare red velour sofas. We were now on the latest stop of our trans-American tour and in the c...
Yumi gets spanked in front of the class in this one. I've put sound effects inside arrows like "-Whack!-" so think of the sound when you read this :) I've tried to fill this one out a bit more and give more story to Yumi's thoughts. Hope you enjoy, let me know what you think please! ********************* English Class She arrived at the doorway to her Eng...
Chapter 0: Context Author's Note: This is one hundred percent fiction and there will be no happy endings. I couldn't say exactly what it was that happened in my head that I would allow myself to come to the situation I currently find myself in. Curiosity certainly was a factor; a sense of emotional wanderlust -- if I wanted to get philosophical -- wouldn'...
***Natasha and I have entered the secret halls of the Cult of the Cock; we have been captured by the high priestesses of the cult, twelve shemale goddesses. Meanwhile, Amira is in the Chamber of Pain for having lead us here.*** "Since the beginning of civilisation, we have lived out of sight in these sacred halls. While the world of men was waging war and d...
*This story is written by Dice Casden and Kristi as apart of our D&K Universe Collection* ***** On April 7, 2013 at MetLife Stadium as the WrestleMania pre-show gets underway, World Heavyweight Champion Alberto Del Rio and his ring announcer Ricardo Rodriguez are backstage near several tall stacks of equipment trunks, Alberto, dressed in wrestling trunks,...
It was something I should have owned, I mean what self described Beatles fan could seriously call himself a fan without owning The White Album? The White Album which really wasn't the title of the album, its actual title was simply The Beatles and yet that's all I heard, man you gotta get The White Album. Yeah I had Sergeant Pepper's, Magical Mystery Tour, L...
It was mid-December now, and I was back at the Manhattan Gentlemen's club. I was hanging out at the bar with Angie, the bartender, and a new girl, Vicky, who was running coat check that night. "This is one of our regulars, Peter," said Angie. "He's a very nice guy. You'll like him." "Please to meet you," I said, rising to shake her hand. Vicky was short a...