This story is part of the 'An Avenger's...' series and takes place post-Civil War and prior to Avenger's Infinity War. ... Striding purposefully along the busy sidewalk Sharon Carter dodged between indifferent strangers, determined to reach her destination. The former CIA agent felt vulnerable in a crowd, no backup or sidearm to defend her. Then again an...
While Matthias had led three of the humans away in one direction to meet the world of the Fae, Kaetaria had led the other three in a different direction so they'd all cover more ground. Kaetaria was eager to show the humans how spectacular the Fae and their different cultures were, as well as dispelling ugly stereotypes of how certain Fae were depicted in mo...
It is 1897, the twenty-sixth of May. My name is Brialla Wren, and I know things about the world. Things that would leave the ordinary gentleman or lady afaint, things that would land me in Bedlam were I to merely speak of them aloud. Certainly, there are already rumors of the beasts that hunt the night - legends of the bestial loup-garou, whispers of the v...
"So," Jan says sweetly into my kiss, totally naked beneath her sheer black short formal Mama Mia dress, her evening moistened panties, and whatever breast cover thing, bra...whatever, she may have on. Her clothes didn't throw me off in the least. I knew she was naked. Still, she arrested my hands as they descended to her thighs to lift the shroud from my des...
Dear Shoeblossom, When I was in graduate school, I rented a room from a woman who was a retired dominatrix--Miss Elspeth. When Miss Elspeth discovered that I was a devotee of BDSM sites, she immediately took over my life. I left her care after getting my degree, but recently moved back to New York State and moved back in with her...I am a true submissive, t...
Dazar'alor was always a city of delights. And now more than ever it seemed. Ever since King Rastakhan and his daughter, the Princess, opened the ports of Zul'dazar to the rest of Azeroth, Grand Bazaar was bursting with life. Traders from all around the world came to sell whatever trinkets they had to offer, the port itself was turned into a war camp, there...
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...
"Sweet Persephone," he murmurs in my ear. His cock is hard and presses between my cheeks through layers of cotton and wool. "I cannot wait. I must have you now." My priorities are different, but I can multitask. "As you wish, Professor," I say, parting my legs and lifting my skirt. I bend over, leaning on the table with the translations in front of me. His...
Hey Guys! So, this is a fantasy, for those that asked for one, here it is. Since I've done two sci-fi's last. Right, so same basic layout as usual. There's a small bit of incest in this one, at the beginning, but that's it. Just a warning, for those that hate that sort of thing, you can skim through it. It's a plot point, not a thing I wrote to stroke off by...
Grogek chuckled and stepped out of the building. He started to make his way down to the yard, but the woman from before jogged up, child on her hip. "I was rude before, I'm sorry." He shrugged. "Not really." "I have... questions." "That night elf back there is my wife, Elunara. I have my own children... around here somewhere. I train the men, down at th...