Lance glanced over at Wesley as he hopped in the truck, eyebrows furrowing some as he noticed one less person. "Where's Lacey? Thought she was gonna come see us compete tonight?" he asked, swiveling his head to see if she was walking up to the truck. The slant-load trailer was hitched to the back and both the Hell-Bitch and Gunthar were loaded, ready to head...
Chapter 11: Pain Present day Gabriel led Mariah out of the mansion to the great lawn. The pavement of the walkway felt warm beneath her feet. "Master?" she asked tentatively. Master Gabriel blinked, and didn't respond, clearly lost in thought. After a moment he looked at her. Mariah took a deep breath, realizing that was all the permission to speak h...
************************************************* Copyright jeanne_d_artois October 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *******...
With a yawn Lauren sat up in her bed. She normally revelled in the opportunity to stay snuggled up in bed on a day off but this morning she was alone. Her husband Mitch had already left for work and in his place was a cold emptiness that seemed so much more then physical. Gently she patted the soft mattress she was so used to seeing filled. Raising her arms...
Wedding time. Not Dan's, of course, but that of Marc Chapman's sister, Belinda. Dan and Marc had gone to college together, and he had gotten to know the Chapman family well during the summer months. Though Dan and Marc did not know each other in high school, they did grow up in nearby towns; as such, they saw each other frequently when they were home from sc...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. If this fact bothers you that much, kindly stop reading now. Yes, it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes this i...
(based on the Gorean fiction by John Norman) * In the side garden courtyard of the Mfalme's Residence a black desert kaiila was saddled. The reins of the snorting high-strung stallion were held by a kijakazi-groom from the stables. The tall animal dwarfed the demur slavegirl in her yellow work-tunic. Given the extreme heat and humidity of the upcountry...
AUTHORS NOTE: This chapter is the first of a series of three short chapters, all playing out on the next day, after chapter 6. The colleagues we´ve met before once again indulge themselves in sexual games. As a non-native English writer I´m still looking for someone who's willing to be my volunteer editor, mainly for spelling and grammar! Any help with plot...
INTRODUCTION "Highwaymen" is a long and still developing story of a Master (who does not yet know he is such), and a slave (who thinks she is Mistress). It concerns their twin entwined journeys to full discovery of their true natures. It includes graphic sex and developing BDSM elements. Some people (my slave in particular!) would have me warn you that ther...
(Please read this first!) A/N: Has it really been 3 years? I actually was going to give up on this story, but then several people kept contacting me wishing I continue this series. To those of you who don't know though, my main focus has been on my artwork since I want that to be my career. However, I have learned that I need to finish what I started and I...