The Brooklyn mob boss Joe Slow is sitting in Carlito's slurping on a bulging bowl of meatballs. The restaurant is dark and empty, just the way Joe Slow demands it everyday at the same time. A mobster with a habit like this is a Hitman's dream, but that's another story. So we see the scene and tomato sauce is smeared all around Joe Slow's fat chops, which fla...
F/m, femdom and strap on play. The hubby and I are kinky bastards who enjoy fucking around the woods in our PA Wasteland costumes. This is our favorite roleplay so far. Enjoy! ***** I crept through the underbrush, peering out from the eyes of my dog skull mask. The ground had been disturbed by several animals, and I could see the partial of a boot print in...
Prologue Hallow It was coming closer... they all but felt it like the touch of a hand, clenched simultaneously around each of their hearts, closer, then closer still. "Come out, come out wherever you are, I only want to play." Its voice, dripping with agony. A dose of raw power yet, neither identifiable as male nor female. It was a power that force...
The night was warm, humid, fecund even the very fabric of the old warehouse building lent character to the atmosphere. An underlying scent of bleach was accentuated by the familiar background of the Ganga smoke, poppers and heavy male sex aromas that by 0200 had built up with the exertions of the participants of the party and the play. Miss Lilo, dressed to...
Prologue Hallow It was coming closer... they all but felt it like the touch of a hand, clenched simultaneously around each of their hearts, closer, then closer still. "Come out, come out wherever you are, I only want to play." Its voice, dripping with agony. A dose of raw power yet, neither identifiable as male nor female. It was a power that force...
~~Damien~~ He looked at the picture again, then put the phone away. Gulping, he pulled the phone out again, and looked at the picture. She was so beautiful, and fun, and joyful, and overwhelmingly sexual. The frizzy red hair, bouncy and big, her soft face and pale skin, her golden eyes, it was all gorgeous. Of course, she knew she had large breasts, and in...
Chapter 14-Final "Where is the stuff..." Megan spoke quickly, she was referring to the sample container they sent for her from the lab. "On the kitchen table" I said, and she nodded confirming, quickly rushing out the door. She did try to open the door using the doorknob, but in her hurry she simply tore the whole thing off, and then ripped the whole doo...
Editor's Note: this submission contains horror movie style violent content, including non-sexualized cannibalism and human sacrifice. * Two maidens were sacrificed each year in the community. They were slaves, taken as war captives when they were young or bought from pirates across the sea, and raised by the druids in the mountains until their eighteenth y...
It is not my fault that I have been swallowed in dreams. Everywhere I go, I have looked for one simple thing, one thing I must believe exists in this world. I have looked for that which can fill the hole inside me. I have been informed of the dimensions of my hole, and therefore I must believe in the reality of that which can fill it. When I shift and sq...
Author's Note: This is a good deal more plot heavy than previous chapters. I highly advise reading the previous chapters before this. ***** Crazy didn't seem adequate enough of a description for the past few days. Clair hadn't slept much at all in the past week, her dreams filled with impossible imagery that she knew she would never picture. From meeting t...