Realmstga is a beautiful and savage magical world filled with sword & sorcery, plus divine magic, there had been many wars fought, and many adventures partaken, by the multiple race's of Realmstga. Some of Realmstga’s lands are dominated, by the more ruthless and eviler races, orc strongholds, goblin wastelands, giant kingdoms, Dragon ruled, and underwor...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** PROFESSOR Eneccor Exobiology Lab, Semut University, Untull City, Gork Prime (Translated to English from Gorkian) Eneccor had been the top science professor at the university for exobiology for nearly 10 solar cycles. He knew that the rampant disease would stop all repro...
Belba looked in the mirror, admiring how her skimpy dress clung to her two-and-a-half foot body. With a flourish, she added the finishing touch, a hair pin with a small metal book crossed by a pen and a sword, the symbol of the human goddess Fel Alda. She looked totally fuckable. Hopefully, the humans would find her so as well. Lots of horny human men would...
My name is Rose Anderson. I'm a five-foot-eleven, chubby and big-bottomed, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the city of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I work as a Dentist by day and at night, I am a whip-smart Dominatrix. Guess which job I love more. Anyhow, welcome to my world. It's going to be a fun ride, folks. I'm the most politically inco...
In the land of Luxure, there are few constants. Kingdoms rise and fall, civilizations end and are replaced by new, and villains and heroes alike wax and wane in relevance as others appear to replace them. Despite all this, one thing remains constant, no matter who, what, or where you are. In Luxure, no matter who you are, you can be had - for a price. On the...
One afternoon in early August, I was out for a training ride on my road bike in the hills east of Portland, Oregon. I was doing some interval work on my way to the top of Larch Mountain. As I neared the top and after a particularly tough interval, I spotted another rider on the side of the road. As I got closer I could see it was a young woman who seemed to...
Slave stood naked, apart from her restraints, and motionless on the edge of the vast, neatly-mown, English meadow belonging to His Lordship. She was cruelly and painfully restrained, but cruel and painful restraints were what Slave craved. Pain, humiliation, bondage, bizarre sexual acts, and total and absolute submission to her beloved Master were as like...
My name is Tilly – Matilda really – but no one knows me as Matilda! I am a petrol head! I had better explain and tell you about myself. I am 26 years old and have what is sometimes called dirty blond hair! My hair isn’t very long but it isn’t short either. My breasts are very substantial and are beautifully shaped with long nipples which seem to erect themse...
What am I? Man, God or Monster? Messiah, Impostor or Savior? Those are the questions I've been asking myself lately. I thought I knew who I was. Jacob LeJeune. Son of Samson and Evelyn LeJeune of Boston, Massachusetts. A Haitian-American student enrolled at Wilkinson College. A decent Volleyball player. A lover of Japanese comics, especially anime. That's me...
It was only when Jordan stepped off the plane into the balmy warmth of the early morning sunshine at the Cote D'Azure Airport in Nice that the reality finally hit her. She was in the south of France and about to embark on a crazy adventure of fun and utter indulgence. It had all started as a bet; a silly wager that had happened in a flirty and competitive...