Authors notes: This is a short story I began years ago but never finished. I found it among some files long forgotten recently and wrote the ending. It is among my earliest writings and of a more terse style than I have evolved to currently. Be aware that there are some quite intentional sentence fragments and other grammar breakers. I choose to leave them i...
**Author's Note: This is the third installment describing Lisa's journey down the rabbit hole. All characters are fictitious, so they do some strange and inhuman things. There is bondage, pain play, and nonconsensual sex described in this fictional work, so if that isn't your thing please don't read this. I welcome constructive criticism; I'm undertaking thi...
This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe. ****** Outside of the arena in Hershey, Pennsylvania during the January 9, 2006 edition of Monday Night RAW, a limo pulls up to the arena. After a few moments, the new WWE Champion, the Rated R Superstar Edge exits it with a smirk on his face. Dressed in black boots, black le...
This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe ****** During the October 23, 2009 edition of Friday Night SmackDown airing from Columbia, South Carolina's Colonial Life Arena, the newest members of Team SmackDown, Finlay, David Hart Smith, Matt Hardy, R-Truth and Tyson Kidd are all congratulating each other in the locker r...
R. has begun finger fucking J.with some vigour, feeling a little guilty because he hadn't the stomach to lick her cunt. He wasn't squeamish about cunnilingus but her snatch tasted of over salted spoiled meat, or rather what he imagined over salted spoiled meat would taste like. It was an unspoken between them. She could sense his disgust the first time he...
Author's Disclaimer: The Rose Diaries is an incredibly dark story focusing on forced (heavy emphasis on "forced") feminization of a completely non-compliant individual. There are elements of non-consent, violence, and dark subject matters. In addition, this story depicts dysphoria, dissociation, and general depression. I hope you do enjoy this chapter if y...
The summer of 1970 was a magical time for a lot of people, I suppose. It was a great time to be young for most. As for me, let's just say it was no picnic. I felt that I was as hopeless a case as you could imagine. I had just turned eighteen and was getting ready to begin college in the fall. I had no money, no car, no prospects, and no self confidence. Aw...
J. has the back of her right hand pinned to her cheek, palm arched upwards, attempting to obscure her face. The coquettish act initially strikes R., not the most perceptive of creatures, as redundant, seeing he is roughly fucking her mouth. Then he realises it is the porn stylisation, her relegation to a corporeal prop, and that she possesses a keen sense of...
I was online late one night when I got an IM from my friend Sally. "What are you up to?" she asked. "Just lookin' at some dirty pictures," I replied. "Then I'm sure you're up." "This is true." I wrote. And I was. In between typing, I was stroking my rock-hard erection. A photo of a luscious nude woman giving a sensuous blowjob was on the screen. "I love...
One of my mum's best friends when she was young was an Irish woman from Kildare. They lost touch in the early days of their respective marriages, but when I was about in my late teens they got back in contact and rekindled their friendship. That was the first time I met Mum's friend's eldest son (R), who was almost 19, for the first time. He was gorgeous: ta...