The rhythmic rocking of the carriage was soothing, and soon became a predictable pattern, perhaps due to an out of round wheel, or mayhap a gimp leg on one of the horses, or perhaps an uneven distribution of luggage overhead and beneath. Rain pricked at the hard exterior, the thick glass window on the door and parallel side of the carriage. This and the clo...
I stood there nervously in the front of the room, my family and friends nearby. I was dressed in my tux, boutonniere pinned to my lapel. A line of my groomsmen flanked me as organ music played in the sunlit church. I heard the pastor exclaim, "Everyone, stand," and the crowd stood up to witness Staci, my bride-to-be, being escorted arm in arm with her father...
It started in a dream. Ashley knew it was a dream the way everyone sort-of knows it's a dream, when they're dreaming. But sort-of knowing it's a dream doesn't always mean you don't get scared, or happy, or turned on. Knowing it's a dream doesn't help very much when it all feels so incredibly vivid. And this dream was deeper and more vivid than any Ashley ha...
It was a momentous day in this sleepy, rural backwater of Yorkshire. The enormous zinc-plated shed erected many months ago, and the mysterious comings and goings beyond the perimeter fence had aroused the curiosity of the locals. Few local people were engaged in the construction of Lady Sally's airship, and those who were had been sworn to secrecy. The stead...
My adventures are not all fun and games. As some of you may already know, I was recently diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder (Type II, sometimes called "baby bipolar" as it is less intense than Type I). My tendency to take things to the extreme, things like drugs and sex, stems largely from this condition, though perhaps I was always destined to take things too...
Joseph ran down the dirt street trying to get into any door that he could but none of them would open. Every house and business was locked knowing what was out there and knowing what he was running from as people hid hoping to spare themselves the same fate as him. He banged on every wooden door praying someone would open it but it was no use. He was too af...
Ashta sucks the mojito through a short straw while looking around the lounge from her barstool, trying to be discreet. Already she watched Bab leave with a miner, passing the bar as they walked up the wide stairway. Soon after, Olao had the muscular arm of a tall and large Kormaktian trader around her as they took the same path to the stairs. Ashta finished...
Author's note: The focus of this story is a battle for mental domination between two characters, so the sex scenes aren't as explicit or graphic as some of my other stories. If you find mind control erotic, this story is for you. If you find the physical aspects and measurements the most exciting part of a sex story, you probably want to look for something e...
"Shut up!!" "Kitten, watch your mouth, Little Girl." "No!! I won't and you can't make me!!" "I think we've established before, that I can." "Psh! Whatever!!" "Alright then, I guess it's time to remind you." With that, her Master grabbed her arm firmly, pulling her through the long hallway to the bedroom. It was time. Time to finally present to his...
Myka had been hit before. She'd been in car accidents before. The thing about that kind of pain was that you whited out. There was a point where you just overloaded and all the pain in the world was just a dull ache. That was bad in its own way. There was always the fear that a nerve had pinched or a vertebra had shattered or something, anything, had gone wr...