This is another "Heartland Tale" with a nod to "Heartland" creator and Literotica author Trisha Monks for her inspiration and indulgence. Follow the link on my Favorites page to see her work. This is a standalone story though and may be read without the context of other "Heartland Tales" stories. You may want to read my other piece "In an Iron Sling" for ch...
I stand in the shadows at the edge of the wood. The road to the bridge is near but I wait, watching, making sure. I have been crossing this bridge for years (I snort aloud when I think about just how many) and on nights like this I am always cautious. The ancient stone arch spans a narrow gorge, which is, at this time of year, filled with impatient water....
Jaycee wanted to run. Run as far and as fast as her legs could take her from this place and these people. This man especially. But she could not. At least not now. Why had she foolishly agreed to leave her old battered second-hand car at her ranch? The excuse of it being a decoy seemed lame when she needed it now to get them far from this place. She sighe...
She awoke to the cacophony of keys jangling outside the door of the confinement room. She tried to raise her arms, but they were strapped down. Then she remembered. The fight with the shadow men who had been sent to torment her. The sons of bitches from the National Security Agency who flowed up and down the walls and across the ceiling and kept changing the...
Jaycee smiled as she brought the steaming cup of black coffee to her lips. She had been standing on the front porch watching Grandfather teach Angel to 'talk' to the horses. She shook her head; a few weeks ago, the whole idea would have seemed preposterous. But so much had changed for them. For her, especially. Especially since that night. Just thinking a...
Jaycee wore some loose, gauzy white thing that whipped about her legs as Angel led her towards the edge of the canyon. Rex beamed at his girls. This day was perfect. Well, almost. Ryan was already so deeply undercover that he could not be there. Considering how quickly they had managed to arrange the damned thing that was impressive, even for the federal gov...
It was Tuesday, February 15th. Valentine's Day had passed just the day before, and there were no love spells to bring chaos to the holiday, like we had back in 1998. Buffy and I spent most of the day in bed, moaning and gasping as we each did yummy things to the other with our lips, teeth, tongues and fingers. I was filled with so much post-orgasmic bliss, I...
Laura was feeling far less confident or hopeful when he came back into the room. She had spent those moments he was conferring with Mama, rehearsing what she would say. But no matter how she put it, the truth was she used this man. Used him to get what she wanted. Her only solace was that he had not been forthright with her, either. "So, what is your name?...
Spoiler Tags: Futa, Futanari, Dryad, Monstergirl, Lesbian, Incest, Drow, Adventure, FtFuta, Female to Futa, Fighting, Corruption ***** "Why are we leaving so quickly?" I asked Shana from my prone position on the spongy surface of the table. A towel that once covered my glistening ass now a crumpled heap on the floor. After experiencing the other side of...
"You know I was planning on getting drunk today. Her dad paid for an open bar." "I know. I'm so sorry to drag you into this." I sighed. I knew I would regret this. He'd texted me saying he needed help with something and well, me being in the same hotel before his wedding and all, and his best friend, I came right up. I wasn't wearing an expensive dress. A...