NOTE: This story is based on the John Norman Chronicles of Gor series of novels. (As always, copyrights are the property of the copyright-holder(s).) Translations for Gorean words (those whose meaning cannot be determined by context) can be found at a number of websites. And for those Gor fans who quibble with details or believe this goes too far afield of t...
The distraught farmer hurried told his awful tale to Lady Gwyneth d’Lambert, paladin of the Holy Church of Alastriel and her less illustrious companion, the goblin Cockweasel. Gwyneth had rescued Cockweasel from his tormenting mistress, the vile sorceress Valeria the Black, and the two had escaped on horseback to the village of Crompton. It was here in Crom...
"This is nothing more than a fantasy of mine, a mind-gone-wild exercise. Those seeking a great work of written art should not expect more than that." It looks like this year's photo business will be more local than extended travel, which is fine. But, there's something about being on the road that gets me horny and keeps me horny. There are enough local pla...
The Boom Box portal opened and out stepped Power Girl and Darksheid with Superman being dragged by his cape. They were on the Justice League space station. The station's warning system went off and within in moments the Martian Manhunter had arrived at their location. "Well, well," stated Darksheid sarcastically "the lone super hero. Here to stop me?" "N...
I hate to give away a story line. But I'll acquiesce to our community because I know some won't like this, about a cuckold and a violent confrontation. No warm fuzzies. If that's not your cup of tea don't bother reading this one. ********** Calvin headed home. He hated leaving in the middle of the day, but he was sick as a dog. It was cold and drizzling, t...
In the feeble glow of my torch the mist was swirling across the freshwater marshland as I trudged along the twisting country road clutching the empty petrol can. My euphoria had vanished as soon as this sodden mist would do in next morning’s forecast sun when I realised I was out of fuel and my mobile phone had lost its charge. I was stranded in the middle...
I know this is another short chapter but so much is going to happen in the next one I thought I would get this out there to hold you over. Thanx for hanging in there with me and for the comments and votes. ----------------- SEX! My mind is screaming it at me. When did this duality start? In the shower after I was stitched up, I ravaged Vivian there. Aro...
I have read men complain that, in long term marriages, their wives come to regard them as essentially "ATM machines" and co-parents rather than romantic and sexual partners. I have also read women complain similarly that their husbands have lost sexual interest in them. It should be said at the outset that some people do not seem to mind when the marriage e...
Home for the long break after spending most of the year away at college, Alison was enjoying the break. She'd spent a few days reacquainting herself with the neighbourhood, finding it encouraging that nothing had changed. This afternoon she had been pottering around in the back yard, doing the odd bit of gardening and just relaxing. Doing a little judicious...
Little Shout-out: Thanks go to BreakawayRepublic for the sudden idea at lunchbreak. Filler story between Theo: Blood Angel and upcoming modern age monstergirl fictions. ** Hawaii, Edge of Mauna Kea ** "Jesus fucking Christ man. I get to spend half my savings on a research mission in Hawaii, and that dickhead Johnson earns the Discovery Prize!" Under the w...