The first thing I had to think about was a crew for the yacht. I didn't need anyone while my boat was in port, but the fine print of the lease agreement required me to hire a properly licensed staff if taking it away from the docks. Even after I owned it outright, my insurance company would insist on proper staffing, or they could deny the claim. I had talk...
Author's Note: This story is very strongly erotic horror, and there is no happily ever after. There are elements of dubious consent, sadism, and outright cruelty. This story is 10,000 words of a mindfucking breath play scene. Please read with that in mind. Avoid the unhappy ending, the harsh, the brutal, the tragic, the horrible -- if you care to see in...
The meat coma hit Vicki before I paid the bill. She looked down at her distended belly, which had just added a scoop of ice cream to the beef she'd eaten. She let out a very non-lady-like burp, then leaned against Liv and started to fall asleep. "I think she reached her limit on schnitzengruben," I said with a laugh. Liv didn't get the reference, but Blazing...
Ruby returned from her run to find an unnerving sight. She halted her stride to a dull walk about hundred yards from her visual. Before her squatted Greta Winston taking a piss in the dirt. While, Ruby had zero interest in women she still had to admire the woman's shapely ass. Admire in the sense of momentary jealousy. Growling under her breath she blamed he...
Foreword These stories are based in Australia and written in the idiom the characters would use. Generally, the intended meaning will be clear from the context if you don't cling too tightly to your usual usage. Crutch/ Crotch has been a subject of much comment. Australians more commonly use 'crutch' and that meaning of the word is supported by the Mac...
A good day. A bad week. And a beer. My current girlfriend, Leila was moping about the wharf when I finished cleaning a client's boat. I was happy to see her, but wondered why she was down. After a little cuddle she said she needed some sea, sun and sand. I was a little taken aback because that was all we usually did. Going to the beach, I mean. I decided...
Thanks to amarriedguy408 for editing. ***** Leila was seated at her desk wearing the typical office attire: a plum purple, buttoned down blouse with the top three buttons undone so that the smallest peek of her black lacy bra was visible. It was tucked into a black pencil skirt that was hugging the curves of her hips and ass as if it were designed for her....
Joe was singing as he prepared the evening meal. Blue dog was busy licking her plate clean, his cat was lying back displaying a full tummy and every thing was just great. Rachel was bringing some of their friend’s home. Joe had promised them a seafood feast fit for a king. He had scoured the fish markets for Prawns, Calamari, oysters, lobster, fresh fish...
Beneath the ocean, untouched by the time and space of the surface-word, lies a vast landscape of Merfolk societies scattered across the ocean bed. Whether the land-dwellers are struggling in mid-evil times, or competing with mythical creatures, a steampunk apocalyptic landscape, a scientific metropolitan world or a futuristic society populated alien, it matt...
Ch. 1 Wicklow Mountains, IrelandMay 24, 1798 I checked the harness on the draft horse, making sure it was secure for the trip down the mountains. "Calm down, Robbie," I said as he fed the old mare a carrot. Moving back, I made sure the cart was in good shape in the dim light after sunrise. A full load of charcoal piled under a tarp, ready for market, and a...