Chapter 4 Mehkel Let me fucking tell you, the native alcohol on this planet is the strongest shit I've ever had in my life. It tastes like dirt, but damn does it get the job done. I'm going to have to stock up on this... Shaz... Shaz'kajar? Whatever. I'm gonna have to stock up on this Shaz'ka-knock-me-on-my-fucking-ass when we leave this blue sand box. I...
The following is a real letter that was sent to a real person. The names have not been changed because no one here is innocent. I am a collared submissive. I have been in a vanilla and D/s relationship with my Master for 9 months. At my request, we sought out and found another submissive female to play with. This was the first threesome for all three of us....
Lynn carried her beach bag and small cooler down the grassy hill to the river's edge. She loved it here, it was one of her favorite places in the world, with the winding river and the bubbling sound it made as it flowed over logs and rocks, and the beautiful, heavily wooded area that provided shade and privacy for her. They were mostly cedar trees and pines,...
This one is very different from my other stories, it really happened, quite recently. It may not exactly be one of the more erotic tales, but to me it is more intense because it's real, and I will never forget. I feel as if I'm baring my soul to the world, but it's what he wants and being the good little submissive that I am, that is what he gets! I'll save...
Cold as the night was, I didn't notice. Only that your presence was near as I walked towards the bass hard thumping sounds coming from the front of the club. A hole in the wall club it was as well, which was perfect since I didn't want to socialize anyway. My agenda, mission, goal was to break out of the cocoon I had layered around myself for the past few mo...
She rested her cheek on my collarbone, nuzzling the tendons in my neck with her mouth, one arm draped over my shoulder, the other flat against my chest. Her perfect breasts rising ever so slightly with each breath. I flexed my hard-on against her thighs, but left my hands on her ankles, I had a feeling that any release for me would have to be on her terms. S...
Steve Jones had lived part of his dream, even it if was at the cost of his career and the humiliation of another person. He couldn't think of his victim, Fred Smith, as "human," exactly; the man had lost ninety-five percent of his body mass and was reduced to a brain in a bio-pod. It was all his own fault, too... taking stupid risks on an expensive hoverbike...
Thank you for reading this chapter! If you have not read the previous chapters, please do so (particularly 16 and 17). I have been away for a while; life (and death) tend to get in the way of many things, including writing. Special thanks to "Giraffe" for helping me through perhaps the worst writer's block ever AND for being the one to hold my hand these las...
Belinda loved summer days like these, playing with Kate and making love to James in the prison cell. Kate had even locked herself back into the chastity belt before leaving, a sure sign that she loved and trusted Belinda. The image of Kate's slim body wrapped up inside the high security belt would stay with Belinda all week. It was now Friday evening and Be...
I had only been back in the war zone for 3 weeks when we had a very bad day. I had just returned from going home for my grandfather's funeral. My name is John Angus O'Connor. My father is John Adam O'Connor. His father was John August O'Connor. The Army thinks I am John Cooper; he was one of the other six in my squad. I am an Army dog handler, the dogs in o...