Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Asuka or Alexa Bliss or Charlotte Flair or Mickie James or Naomi or Sasha Banks or any other former or current WWE women. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Charlotte Flair normally wouldn't tolerate meeting in someone else's hotel room. Her sluts either came to her, or...
Apologies for delay... A new round of my favorite thematic, Ancient History. Another shemale on male story, a little darker and rougher than the previous one (A Greek Woman In The Trojan Palace), a lot of betrayal and dishonesties in this one. Again, this conception is not intended to be strictly stick to Official History and Tradition, big thanks to my frie...
Author's note: This story contains dickgirl on female action, as well as cuckolding, cheating and humiliation. HOWEVER, even if you don't like that kind of stuff and prefer male bottoms, you might like this one. At least if you stick around for chapter 2 ;) ***** "She's so amazing! She never takes any shit from customers!" Staring out of the café window,...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** The now-nameless slaveboy looked around the crowded hall at the array of bare human flesh on display, which elves – all female, he noticed – were busy inspecting and buying. All across the sumptuous, marbled hall with its grand skylights and rich, otherworldly paintings, we...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** My name is Megan Holly. I'm a short, twenty-four-year-old white girl, five-foot-two, one hundred and twenty-eight pounds, short, dyed-blonde hair, beautiful cherub face, lovely green eyes, hourglass body with a beautiful heart-shaped ass, C-cup breasts, dark-pink nipples, b...
Born in the frozen mountains of the north, suckled on a tit as hard and sharp as broken glass, and deflowered by a very, very endowed bear, Val of the North (as she was now called) was not a soft girl, despite her incredible beauty. Having lived in the cold mountains where the wind blew so cold it could freeze a man's blood, Val now felt little need for clot...
Feedback always welcome. This is a continuation from chapter 27, read the note below to catch up. This storyline (but not the series) concludes next chapter, but if you are lost make sure you read chapters 23-26 to catch up on things. There is a lot of story in the first part of the chapter but I think that the sex towards the end is a pretty good pay-off so...
Adrielle followed Morgana up the stairs of her castle. Adrielle knew the sorceress was going to punish her for her second attempt to escape. After the first time she had been left floating a foot or two off the floor overnight, stark naked and flailing to grab ahold of anything but finding nothing in reach by which to move herself. That hadn't been so bad, b...
No sooner had the door closed then Bobby heard the snap, snap of her fingers and saw the signal to lose the clothes. Quickly shedding and depositing his shirt, slacks, socks and shoes into the secure laundry chute he shut the chute door. The slide ended two floors below in the basement laundry room. Having no access to clothing happened to be another of her...
Bobby woke to bright streams of sunlight filling the pastel blue walls. Tossing off the plush 600 count Egyptian cotton sheets he stretched and stood. In the distance he heard the pounding beat of contemporary rock music thumping some distance away and smiled. "There is a whole lot more to this lady than a perfect set of tits to be had," he thought. Looki...