This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
The morning seemed to slow down the closer the time for Nick and Hana to arrive got. Patricia was peeking outside every five minutes because she thought that she heard a car door opening. Kenji didn't stop her but watched her with an amused expression on his face. "Papa?" Ralph called as he watched Patricia make another trip to the window, "Why does mama ke...
(Author's notes: If you are looking for a quick "whip/fuck/thank you Sir" D/s story then this one may not be for you as, like most things in life, it takes times to develop. This is a BDSM love story of a mature dominant and a submissive almost half his age. The Dominant in this story, Noel Wilson, had a cameo appearance in my last story, "Born To Serve". "R...
Chapter 3 - The Witch of Ravenstone This story was previously posted on a site that is no longer fully functional. * * * The young woman slipped from the cart as it slowed in front of the inn. The sign on the door read, "Preston's." She felt her purse, "A little light," she told herself, then noticed a smaller sign on the front door. "Help Wanted - inq...
Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. The following story involves graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. If such things offend you, please read no further. Please do not redistribute or reuse this story without the author's permission. "Got S.M.I...
Ron Melor lay across the couch, his head in his wife's lap, and sighed. His wife's soft, caring fingers stroked their way through his hair, curling slightly as they moved. As they traveled down the side of his face, they followed the curve of his temple and cheek. Her thumb grazed his jawline each time, at which point she would return the hand to its startin...
This story is set in Pennsylvania in the early 2000s. It is a love story, so if you're looking for "Wham! Bam! Thank you, (insert gender title here)" please feel free to leave. Here's the usual disclaimer and preface stuff. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to...etc., etc. The story is my property, so please don't "borrow" from it. If you should h...
Chapter 1: Jhannel moved about the room in a half-mad pace. She clasped her hands together, nervous. "Are you insane, slave! Balthazar himself couldn't understand your madness." She said, shrieking. Kalan was in the process of stripping the Ghosts naked and donning their dark leathers. He tried to pay her no mind (the woman was insane from what he'd alre...
Warning: This story contains elements of Cuckoldry (NTR) and Non-Consent. If those aren't your jam, this is your chance to leave. *** A brisk morning breeze whistled through the bare branches of the forest that surrounded the small village of Eversdale. The hardy inhabitants of the frontier village, normally up and working as soon as the sun's rays touched...
A.N. Here we are all! This is the closing chapter of Act I of The Lost Boy. But like I said, don't worry there is much more to come! The Following Contains: Forceful sex between demon dickgirls and bottom boys. And consensual sex between them too, lol. Enjoy it or walk away. Again I wanna thank everyone who follows me for helping me get this far, :) I h...