Carlotta Stern gave Marcus O'Brien a hateful look as he spoke to her across his large oak desk. "Professor Stern, here's your situation - if you agree to entertain the boys from Sigma Phi next weekend, I'll give you all copies of the videos. If you refuse, I'll release the tapes to your attorney." Carlotta had no doubt as to what O'Brien meant when he said "...
Dedicated to, and inspired by, the Goddess Nemesis The full extent of my desolation and loneliness begins to dawn on me. To return to these familiar surroundings where I have given loyal service over many years knowing that the person I have served has gone forever has brought home the trauma of the events of these last days. I am stood in the chamber of...
The palace was a hive of activity. La Contessa has returned from her country estate outside Padua to her town palace in Venice for the week. Her palace, overlooking Canale Rigolleto with views of the dome of San Marco, is one of the finest in 18th century Venice. She has announced that she is going to hold a party. Not a grand one, like her famous masquerade...
My eyes slowly opened as I stared above at the ceiling above me. It was a little unfamiliar to me, and I became a little startled when I was about to move, but felt an arm draped over my chest. I turned my head left and saw a still sleep Dani with her head buried in her pillow and a smile crept on my lips as the past few days all came flooding back to me. W...
I lay still and quiet, pensive, studying the way the morning light cast a golden glow upon Tiffany's wavy blonde locks. Her hair was down, free and natural, mussed from sleep and midnight passions. "Updo girl," I mused, remembering how I had first come to think of her. I smiled. Now she was just Tif, and we were lovers. I snuggled in more closely against h...
Calle hung up the phone and sighed contentedly. Trevor was on his way over to pick her up for dinner. It was their four-year anniversary. Trevor was the perfect boyfriend for her: he loved dance music and loud clubs, he spoiled her rotten and cooked for her when he had the time. Tonight's celebration would prove to her that he was husband material. She'd...
It had always been about tits. The question was, what should a girl do with them? Nancy had solved the problem, she thought. Not like the rest of the human girls at Madison University. She smiled with a wicked gleam as she strutted through the Student Center Food Court. The Creatures of Fairy no longer bothered her. It was her turn now, It was Nancy's turn t...
"The biggest tits on Campus; I guarantee!" sneered the filthy-looking Satyr as he handed over the small, glass bottle. Catalina gingerly dropped the 100$ bill into his calloused hand. She wasn't surprised as he skittered out of sight down the gloomy alley, clutching his prize and snickering to himself. And he probably should snicker; what the desperate soph...
Furious! Wonder Woman was jet lagged, battered, groggy and sore from her Guatemalan fiasco, but mainly she was––furious! Outraged! About to ease her abused body into a soothing hot jacuzzi, she had turned on the TV, idly, and saw––herself! Or rather, an obscene parody of herself: a busty brunette in a abbreviated version of her patented costume, kung fu figh...
Shelley Holmes is a Europol consultant detective on vacation to Edinburgh. Trouble follows and along the way she finds her Watson. Inspired by various Sherlock Holmes modernisations. *** "Shelley Holmes, huh? Are you meant to be some kinda female Sherlock, lass?" "I'm not a private investigator, I'm a consultant detective," Holmes pulls the badge from t...