It's sultry in the studio today, damn near stifling, just they way I like it when I work. There's something about the discomfort that keeps my hands, my mind, my entire body on edge, the kind of edge I need when I'm creating. The air is full of dust from the soft pastels I'm using, and I'm practically covered in the stuff, but I wouldn't have it any other wa...
When I was young, I was an axe - bloody, yes, and dangerous, but without subtlety. Even during the times before I was a leader, when I was merely my father's bargaining tool, a decorative toy, I ruled my own bedroom and my slaves with force and cruelty. My wise old tutor would sigh, understanding my anger but trying vainly to teach me that being feared and h...
When I opened my hotel room door I found my husband naked and spread-eagled on the bed. A young black girl was riding him like a banshee. She bounced on him wildly, her head tossing to and fro as her lithe form gyrated madly on his cock. My husband's hands gripped her hips in a desperate attempt to keep her from flying right off him. His eyes were squeezed h...
****** Sorry for taking so long to post this chapter. I've been going through some tough times (losing the last of my grandparents and my computer messing up on me). So I have to start from scratch. Due to the changes in my story, I had to go with a different title. Since I've done that I have included Fang Ch.01 into this chapter. I almost didn't finis...
On one of the few times that he was able to get away from the pack den, Kaen strolled through the woods, his thoughts on everything else except on Ryan and those damned machines that he had been ordered to work upon. He walked slowly, hands deep in his pockets, the scars in his face a little worse since he had been in a few fights and his hair hung loose cov...
As we sit in the apartment in the early morning hours I think about this evenings happenings. It started when Billy ask me to go out to supper with him. We went to a quiet little Italian place we enjoy. We dined by candlelight with our wine and soft music in the background. It was very romantic. We try to always go out at least once a month and relax and enj...
Christine pulled against the leather straps that held her arms spread apart. They weren't so tight they cut into her skin, but they were tight enough to be uncomfortable. She was still blindfolded and gagged. She had been grateful when someone came in to untie her arms from behind her back and free her ankles, but then they tied her wrists to the posts of th...
Never had she known such feelings of raw lust, she knew she had to say something, break this spell before she became nothing but a puddle at his feet. Clearing her throat and flashing him a brilliant smile, she asked his name. “I’m Matt, he replied, a friend of Doug’s...and you are?” “Jane’s friend Julie”, she said. He returned her smile and softly kissed he...
Rachel lay against the pillows and studied her husband's cock as he slept. It was still swollen from that night's lovemaking session though it wasn't fully hard. It rested lazily on his open thigh. His legs were spread wide and she could see his hips rise and fall with each breath. He looked comfortably slutty in such a position. She wore only his oversized...
Chapter Five: Step Two: Avoid Leaving Your Master's Side at All Costs! The biggest problem, when it came to having dinner with Vivian's parents, was that for some reason they always want to sit around the table at his place. Sure, there were plenty of other problems, too, but Avery considered this one to be at the very top of the list. On any other occasion...