Oh the stranglehold the Arctic Circle Armada put around that city was not near as troubling as the plague sweeping across the world in those days although we might say in some ways the Arctic Circle stranglehold dribbled a dose of molasses to that city - not so much for the sweetness but for the slowdown effect; slowing down the advancing plague and the prog...
Belinda was feeling concerned. Her close friend, Jean, had told her over a drink in the bar following their committee meeting that evening - in confidence of course - that their popular director, Johnnie claimed to have made love to all the ladies in the society who were worth having. This puzzled her. He hadn't had her, for one. Nor had he had her other cl...
Cracks and hisses came from the roaring fire as Donal' sat leaning back against the side of the hearth. He had spent another uneventful day waiting for the night to come and Mhari to appear. He watched her run her tongue over her lips, concentration on her face. She held up a hand and ran her thumb over the tips of her fingers. Satisfied with the result she...
Disclaimer: Speyeder and Mairia are both my own creations so please don't use them without asking :), though if you want to try art of this go for it. Just let me know where to find it! The City in question is the Second Life Sim of Lost Angels and Noumenon is in the Sim Primordealism. Speyeder can be found in Second Life as Speyeder Farina while Mairia is o...
What does it mean to be human? That's a difficult question to answer nowadays, especially for someone like me. Now that the United States of America has finally decided to follow in its neighbor Canada's footsteps and grant human rights status to genetically engineered individuals, and not only abolished commercial civil engineering of humans at the same tim...
The minutes tick by as she stands in the middle of the room. He said 2:30pm but he could be early and she wants to be ready. Ready for Him, for His pleasure. She feels the familiar drop in her stomach as she thinks about the evening ahead. Shrugging off the thin, button-down shirt, she steps out of the short skirt she wore at his request. The jewelry is next...
I didn't know what was in store for me this afternoon. Master had told me that I was to look a certain way today, and I was surprised when He gave me the order to dress up like we were going out. He told me not to look inappropriate for a night out in public, to bring my makeup and a hairbrush, and anything else I would need to get myself ready in the usual...
I slept fairly well that night considering the excitement of the previous day. After an early breakfast I packed a bag with some items that would be required later and at 9.30am I was waiting outside the hotel. A minute later a toot of the horn from a car pulling into the curb told me my subbie had arrived and I quickly threw my bag into the back and hopped...
"Mr. Stewart?" I turned to see a well dressed man holding a fresh drink in his hand leaving the bar. He smiled to me and we shook hands. "Please to meet you Mr. Wood." I said then followed him towards the back of the quaint club. It was a private affair, quiet and anonymous. Cherry wood furniture matched the dark browns and red crushed velvet cushions. I w...
NOTE: Dear readers. This is LustyHearts. I'm fairly new in this writing gig and am nothing but a novice. I've always admired erotic literature and specially literotica. But there is a great chasm betwixt reading it and trying to write it. This is what came out of that effort. There will be mistakes and I take full responsibility for that but please consid...