A hulder is a mythological creature, a beautiful, wild woman with a tail whose enchanting voice lures men to her, and they follow her to the underworld where their soul is lost forever, and where they remain as her sex-slaves until they are spent. But what if there was more to the tale then mere fantasy…? Once upon a time there was a young girl who was sear...
It took a moment for it all to sink in for Jennifer. So much for this trip to London England now it was a write-off. Her boyfriend Simon hadn't wanted to see The Tower of London so she'd done the tour alone and then come back to find him with another woman in their hotel room. She was going to show him she wouldn't take this lying down. No sir. He was histor...
Luke paused to examine his reflection in a storefront window. He adjusted the line of his suit and finger combed his hair back off his forehead. His eyes locked on the strand of silver hair among the dark brown hair on his head that started at the beginning of his part and swept across his head and back along the right side. His dark brown eyes, well spaced...
I could remember only a little of my death. It was dark, I was carrying a flashlight, then I was on the ground holding my hand to my stomach feeling my intestines slip through my fingers. The flashlight had rolled away and I was left in complete darkness. But my vision had gone completely red anyway. That was all. I couldn't even remember the pain, althoug...
Sorry about the long delay. I was supposed to finish this like 2 months ago. But I got lazy and I couldn't really decide how to chain things together. It's a long story so it may probably need at least another 6-7 chapters before I finish it. I have other projects I'm working on, so I didn't really took priority. Anyway enjoy this shorter part. ------------...
"It's just a chemical, you dumb bitch." Jocasta wasn't sure why the words had suddenly popped into her head. She couldn't remember where she'd heard them, or when. She couldn't place the voice that had said them to her, even though she could hear it perfectly in her mind. He'd been angry, she could tell that much, but there was also something else in his vo...
Bobbie lounged in the bubble-filled tub, wiggling red-nailed toes absently. One dainty, well-manicured hand idly stroked the pink-tipped nipple poking merrily out of the foam. The other hand disappeared from view under the water, its current occupation obvious from the ripples in the water as well as the dreamy expression on her face. As she stroked herself,...
It's hard to fathom now. Had there been photographs, they would seem odd. Had there been video, it would surely have proven bizarre. I will try to explain in as linear a fashion as I can how I came to be kneeling, naked as the day I was born, on a low stone altar which was covered, presumably for my comfort, with a thick red carpet, a plate of black ceramic...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** It beat like a heart, the Heart of Corruption, and filled the den with its gentle reverberations. Each beat sent corruption further outwards and the den was completely drowned in it. The cultists within were empowered by these profane energies, making love for days on end and spil...
[This is a story about a polyfidelity family. It would help if you read "Walt's Gift" by Scorpio44 and "Walt's Gift Ch. 2" by Scorpio44A. The places described exist. Most of the people in the story are a lot like people I have known or wish I'd known. If you don't believe a marriage could exist between more than two people, and work for all of them, this sto...