Standing at the entrance to the big, ornate room Skyler set her long hair over one shoulder and took a deep breath. Her body's craving for nourishment and power had again reached a point impossible to ignore. She couldn't escape her need. It was time. The offerings stood in a row of showing platforms in the huge, ornate space. Human males, in a variety of...
Another long overnight shift, Stacey thought. She hated to say the word, lest she jinx herself. Quiet. The ER was dead. Only two patients out of 35 beds. And being Triage Nurse, she hadn't had any activity for 4 hours. Sigh. Even the difficult crossword puzzle was done. Having recently gotten over the flu and a breakup with her ex, she was still a little wea...
Master, i dreamt about You last night. It was amazing, it felt so real. i woke up, and YOUR cunt was soaking wet. my dream started out that i fly to meet You; You met me at the airport; i was wearing that pink outfit the one that fits so tight, with a short skirt and a slit up the left leg; no panties. You could see the color of my dark large nipples through...
Master, I dreamt about you last night. It was amazing, it felt so real. I woke up, and my cunt was soaking wet. My dream started out that I fly to meet you; you met me at the airport; I was wearing that pink outfit the one that fits so tight, with a short skirt and a slit up the left leg; no panties. You could see the color of my dark large nipples through t...
In the manner of Gregory Maguire, who provided us with a version of the childhood standard The Wizard of Oz through the eyes of the "wicked" witch, I have re-written my favorite BDSM story, Both Master and Slave, written by Martin Sharpe (published in 2001 by Silver Moon Books in Great Britain), from the point of view of the submissive, rather than the Maste...
This is the first chapter in a seven-chapter novella centred on the exploits of an ancient vampire living in medieval times. I've categorised it as Erotic Horror because it gets pretty dark, but there's a good deal of kinky sexual encounters throughout. In a nutshell, this is my attempt to write a somewhat more plot-focused piece of erotica. That plot probab...
April 5th, 1763 first mates log We captured the "Nordic Mist" a week out of Oslo.. Captain set the crew afloat as usual but he needs another hand and this boy looks healthy.. a young Norseman strong backs those Norse.. I know them well.. my mother's family were Norsemen.. fierce in battle.. loyal in love.. Captain says I have until the next ship to tame hi...
***This is my unabashedly, un-shameful, exploitative, non-romantic story of a warlord and his struggles. Full disclosure; this story is hyper-violent and hyper-sexualized. There is no romance to be found here, so if you want it, look somewhere else. This is a fantasy, and that being said, I do NOT ENCOURAGE any of the behavior depicted here. There are stro...
I had just moved to a new city, a big, lonely metropolis. I hadn't started my new job yet; I was still moving in my things and hadn't made any friends other than having a nodding acquaintance with an older man in my apartment building. His name was Joe. He was a huge man, probably a weight lifter when younger, had grey hair, blue eyes, about 70 years old, an...
Randolph Anderson – Randy Andy to his friends - and his live-in girl friend, Clarice Davenport, really loved the things they did together in bed, on the floor, in the bathtub, and wherever else they could think of. However, lately they had gotten a bit jaded, and were trying to come up with something new, so they turned to Boxlicker101, their favorite author...