Jack's brow furrowed in puzzlement. He quickly re-read the email and blushed. He looked around to see if anyone had noticed, and then realized how ridiculous that was. He was alone in his office. He unconsciously bounced his right knee up and down. It was a nervous tick he had, along with incessant pacing. If he didn't know any better he could swear she was...
Hello all: The Moral Slavery Amendment Series will still continue: But this is a glimpse into the future of that world. The main series will be added to as well as this one if the reviews point in that direction. "Hurry up slave." The Man behind me grumbled, annoyed at my making it to the urinal a little before him. I would have finished before if not for n...
Author's note. This is a continuing story and although you might enjoy this chapter on its own merits, you would be advised to read the first chapter first. (It is a short chapter!). ***** For several weeks prior to the incident, Miss Clemar's mind had been going through an inner battle - a battle that a winner was slowly emerging from, and as the stronge...
Potentially very long story from the maledom setting. Hope you will enjoy it and excuse some possible mistakes in English. Prologue My backside was already sore from the bus tour and the thighs weren't exactly in paradise either. The mind was preoccupied with other troubles. The girl things. The feelings of injustice. The school things. Well, the September...
My name is Kalbrid Aston of the Lasher Clan. Son of Kalbur Aston and Sira Lashme. By all appearances, I'm a six-foot-six, broad-shouldered and muscular, thirty-something man with dark brown skin, pale gray eyes and long black hair braided into neat dreadlocks. I am one of the Warrior Princes of the Brethren. I am currently on the ruins of the planet Earth, l...
In all of my previous writing I've told largely biographical tales, although, I do admit that I sometimes embellished the truth a little, and I always telescoped time frames, otherwise my readers would have died of boredom! In the tale I'm about to relate, however, the whole thing is complete fantasy, developed from some thoughts I had when I was driving bac...
NOTE: Written by a foreigner who's definitely not anti-American. – E. G. * In 1944 the mid-west town of Tush had a population of 347 comprised mainly of military deserters, retired prostitutes, unemployed mailmen who'd found the cheapest place in the country to live, wife beaters on the run, women in black vinyl suits carrying chains and black whips, fugit...
NOTES ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGE 18 AND OVER. Following are the final two chapters of this story where our formerly subjugated males become the force for change. The ending is a departure from the male subjugation portion of the story and events occur rapidly to not belabor the end and take away from the CFNM nature of the story. Thanks for bearing with me...
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In the not too distant future... It had all begun innocently enough. The world financial markets were still reeling from the economic instability caused by the over-extended real estate markets. Then there were a series of seismic events including earth quakes and volcano eruptions; mostly in the Pacific, what is called the ring of fire. No one thought that...