This is a copyrighted original work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Artworks presented herein are for reference purposes only. Their images and the works themselves remain the exclu...
"Plebiscite! Plebiscite! Plebiscite!" 2nd Lt. DeShane Gallagher let her finger drop from the window blinds that looked out onto the protestor clogged main thoroughfare of Liberty, shutting out the pale red light of Proxima Centauri and turned to her superior, Captain Moon Two. "I think they might want a some kind of plebiscite or something," Dey said. Moo...
Authors note: This is a multi-part series following the sexual journey of two married couples, as they explore various fetishes and kink, including their own sexuality. Please read the story tags. You've been warned. * I was suddenly awoken from a deep sleep. The alarm hadn't gone off, yet. Fuzzy-headed, I started to sit up and as I was gathering my sense...
The smells of plaster and dust filled Jeneda's nostrils, while cool, wet clay covered her hands as she studiously worked. Perched on a tall ladder in her studio, she used a hook tool to cut the clay and contour. Once that was done, she reached in her artist's smock and retrieved a brush, which would be used to smooth the surface of the clay to perfection. Lo...
CHAPTER 1 Cliff Cross was preparing to sail up the coast of the French South Pacific territory of New Caledonia and was in port in the capital of Noumea topping up with diesel and water. He'd been ten weeks sailing up the Australian northeast coast visiting places and then crossing the Coral Sea attempting to find adventure and caught the attention of a n...
Disclaimer: Characters portrayed in the following are not mine and I did not create them. * Italy, Sicily, France and Spain, all round England and back again: They christened the starship "Old Faithful". Pieces of the left rotary axle had disintegrated when the homeworld imploded, causing a hundred and thirty percent burn in the starboard engines and til...
It was nearly time. The Warrior-Queen took a calming breath and squeezed her sister-wife's hand to settle her nerves. The heavy plating she wore was comfortable, shielding her once more like it always did during her time as the captain of the Praetorian Guard, but she feared that the metal would be rendered useless under the gaze of their upcoming guest. H...
Thanks to Ravenna933 for her copyediting and plot development suggestions. ***** I woke to the call of prayer blasting through the hotel window. I groaned and rolled over, checking the clock on the nightstand. It was just after 6 AM, and I remembered this least favourite aspect of sharing a bed with Rania, the necessity of all Muslims to rise with the su...
At six thirty the following morning Michael shook a sleeping Travis. "Last door on the right. Mistress wants you now. Hurry!" Standing and quickly getting his wits about him, Travis rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Michael remained standing and pointing. "Do I knock?" "Always knock! Now get going." He left Michael who had a hard-on just as pronounced as hi...
Nothing goes as planned Everything will break People say goodbye In their own special way All that you rely on And all that you can fake Will leave you in the morning But find you in the day Oh, you're in my veins And I cannot get you out Oh, you're all I taste At night inside of my mouth Oh, you run away 'Cause I am not what you found Oh, you're in my vein...