Sheriff Stories

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Sabella & Malcolm Ch. 15

by mspat on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

Do you smell that?" Malcolm asked suddenly waking, and sitting up in bed. "Smell what?" Sabella asked sleepily turning over moving closer to him. "Like there's something burning?" "I don't think so," Sabella replied becoming a little more alert. "Take a whiff of the air," Malcolm said inhaling deeply himself. Sabella sat up and inhaled deeply. When she...

Quicksilver Messenger Pt. 11

by Oupa99 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Chapter 21 Steve saw the distant trails of dust in the air and knew the sheriff was about a half hour away. Obviously, he had miss judged how fast the Sheriff would be here. His early estimate of 20 minutes was closer to 45 minutes. The plumes told Steve that there were at least three vehicles and maybe more. He knew they were both in for a long morning, gi...

The Vassal Academy Ch. 05

by SavannahMann on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Part 05: Official Notice At fifteen minutes to seven, a small alarm went off in Jeannette's room. She was awake and moving in a flash dashing down the hall to Master Devon's door. Devon was awake and waiting for her. Diane was awake and uncertain as to what was going on. Diane looked down the hall and saw Jeannette disappear into Master Devon's room. Jean...

The Vassal Academy Ch. 08

by SavannahMann on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Part 08: Conforming to the Lifestyle Waking in the morning, Jeannette got her instructions and left to carry them out. She took the shoes that Master ordered her to wear, and she carried them to the slave training area, and set them down as she turned the lights on. First releasing Geneva from her chains she smiled and said. "Good news Geneva, Master is ple...

Anxious Deputy and Smiling Sheriff

by robertreams on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

Over the long head table in the Blue Room of the Holiday Inn, west in Dallas, Texas, hung a huge Banner. WELCOME MEMBERS OF THE S.S.S.C. it blared in brilliant red, white, and blue. The Southern States Sheriff's Conference was in its second day and some boring little twit from Memphis, Tennessee was blabbing something about the latest Techniques in firearm i...

A Stone Cut without Hands Ch. 08

by fledgling on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Is Willing-Slave an Oxymoron? Chapter 8 Report from the Nest Gamete A5CD2 worked tirelessly, taking signals from its mitochondria, processing them and sending them on with its Nucleolus. Although it wasn't capable of forming nest thoughts independently, it was aware of them. The nest had known for cycles that the central processor was approaching a crisis...

Sabella & Malcolm Ch. 10

by mspat on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

Having completed his business, Malcolm rushed towards home anxious to make sure Sabella and Mabel were alright. He was close to home when he came upon a white man standing outside a what he assumed was a disabled car because the hood was up. Malcolm pulled over to the side of the road and went over to see if he could help the man. As Malcolm approached the...

The Lust Demon Ch. 4

by Urban Legend on Sep 26, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Rick and Victoria were sitting on a park bench watching the ducks and swans and the clear blue sky. They'd been at the park for a few hours now and they were the only people there. The park was built on two acres of land. There were no slides or swings, no basket ball courts or picnic areas, just grass and benches, but there was a swimming pool in the middl...

Balance of Power Ch. 03

by WifeWatchman on Jun 1, 2020
Novels and Novellas

This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...

Redemption

by Santee110x on Apr 17, 2019
Loving Wives

I graduated from high school in Greenville, Mississippi when Vietnam was in full swing. I was no college boy, we weren't rich, and we didn't know any politicians so I was going to be drafted. Rather than be a draftee Army grunt slogging through the Mekong Delta, I enlisted for four years in the Air Force. They trained me to be a metal machinist repairing ai...