* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (17 min/mp3) * * * * * *KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK* The noise of my nightstick hitting the sturdy wooden door was loud enough to cut through all the sound. I rolled my eyes, nipples stiff in the freezing fucking November air. I was a quarter-past pissed-off to be responding to a goddamn domestic at t...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (16 min/mp3) * * * * * Part I It started out as one of the worst dates I'd ever had. He was good looking enough, to be sure... tall, blonde, and decent muscles showed through the nice suit. And he had money. Designer sunglasses hid his emerald eyes while he drove, and when he laid them down; it was on the dash of a beaut...
Get ready for a whole new look at work, courtesy of a brand new author challenge that'll take you On The Job Here's more from organizer HeyAll: It's one of the most common fantasies in the world. That co-worker you see everyday. Maybe your boss. Maybe your subordinate. Or you're out and about and you see someone diligently at work, or headed to work....
Hey all! Vanity is back in another new chapter of Harem of Vanity. I really had fun writing this one and I hope you'll have fun reading. As always, please contact me via my contact's page here with any questions, comments, hearing from you guys is a big part of what keeps me at this! ***** I was wrapped in towels made from the terry-cloth like hide of some...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (26 min/mp3) * * * * * The guy was fucking ripped, no doubt about that. Pecs carved from solid stone, shoulders with definition like a bunch of bananas, biceps like Prize Hams, a veritable 12 pack of abs that were tight enough to show through his shirt, thighs the width of my narrow waist, and strong looking hands that mig...
* * * * * Note: this is a previously approved text story with recently added audio. Click Here to listen. (33 min/mp3) * * * * * Part 1: In which Lady Ailara buys her last slave I stepped off the boat, wrinkling my nose at the smells of peasantry. It's not that peasants are bad people of course, they just don't have the intelligence to escape their plig...
File 01: Easy Case "Good Evening my stud Agent captive." I said into the mic of my little booth. I could see him visibly shudder at my words. It's not surprising. My voice is a weapon, honed to perfection; just the right mix of breathlessness and husk, mingled with the dominating tones of a confident Queen. One of my subjects said that hearing it was like...
Hey all, I've been writing up a storm lately and I'll try to get back into a regular posting schedule. Contact me via my contact info page to get updates! ***** Without my VIP room to go back to, I'd need to find a new place to sleep during the day. Something impermeable to light, comfortable, and ideally close to groups of people in case I woke up hungry....
Sgt. Ranier Braddock was a hard man. Too short for my tastes, appealingly layered with thick muscles though, and he would have been an interesting specimen. But he was also an asshole. He passed his first day of interrogation simply giving me his name, rank and serial number, no matter how I enticed him. At the same time, I was having trouble with Agent Wil...
Hey all, I hope this scene tides you over to the next one. If you want to inspire me to write faster, give me your flattery and scorn and everything else via the contacts page here. ***** First I'd have to road-test the merchandise. Okay, I didn't *have* to, I wanted to. "What's your name, kid?" I asked as I pulled him into the lady's room with me and lo...