"A new, balanced man." Her ass wobbled in the hot Florida sun. It looked like fuckable Jell-O, or a soft pig-skin cake that you could eat and wash down with a glass of cold milk. Jake's boner kept skim-boarding his inner thigh. But a week earlier. Our Jake has a gift. But with all gifts, it's burdens can be deliciously torturous: (the torture comes with ri...
Today was the last day Mikhail would be here, their two week Binding ritual was coming to an end. When Abigail had first heard about the two weeks of constant need she had been shocked and just a little disbelieving but it was true. Gradually over the two weeks, any time she was without Mikhail proved to be sexually impossible. Ten minutes without his prese...
When all nine Vampire Lords gathered for their video conference, it was Lord Constantine, Lord of Eastern Europe, who began with a laugh. Lord Christian hated Lord Constantine's laugh the most, considering what his appearance and voice was. "My my, little Miss Rachel is giving you two a hard time isn't she?" Lord Constantine said with a smile. "That's only...
A month passed since the torture. As promised, Musashi had language books delivered for Nik to study. Revenge consumed each waking thought. If studying to be a natural at the Japanese language was a road to vengeance, he'd pour heart and soul into it. Each day he'd practice words and phrases with the nurses that'd bring food and check on his condition. Othe...
Authour's Note: This story is the first in a series of stand-alone short stories about the titular character, Nellie. Each story that follows can be read on its own or together, in any particular order, though they will be posted in chronological order. The stories may fall under different categories, but all will tell tales of Nellie's various adventures....
Silvia Keenan was normally a woman who exuded confidence, but in her fifty-seven years, she had never come close to committing a crime before. As she walked through the doors of the Commerce Bank and Trust, she was sure that everyone would see how nervous she was, and certainly she would be stopped and arrested. The safety deposit boxes were across the large...
The blade is only sharpened, truly sharpened to a razor edge, on one side. But he does not know that. I move close to him and then suddenly wind myself around him, smoothing my thigh over his erect cock and draping my arms like snakes around his shoulders. He is tall, but so am I. I purr into his ear, and slowly bring the blade point down against his back, p...
Why did I do it…? Winona thought in her sad state, what was so special about those shoes? Winona was morbidly depressed. She was not allowed to leave her house just in case she might flee. I would do anything to not go to jail, anything. "Why me?" Winona interrupted her train of thought with a simple statement of anguish and sorrow. It was about 9:00...
Cordelia Chase walked quietly inside Angel Investigations. She walked until she came near Doyle's quarters. Alan Francis Doyle was a mystery to her. He was half human and half demon. His demonic half was known as the Brachen. The Brachen were fierce fighters and well-known shapeshifters. Doyle was the agent of the Powers That Be who helped Angel. Angel was t...
Chapter 22 -- Redemption Criminal # 98945 expected the final week of her sentence to be extremely hectic. However, because most of the issues surrounding the impending concert schedule of "Socrates' Mistresses" were settled the in the middle of June, there really was very little for her to actually do, other than make final arrangements for her sister Cindy...