Desirée smoothed her skirt prior to pressing the com button. She was once again in front of the small office building where she had the aborted interview the previous day. She used the glass of the front door as an improvised mirror, making sure her makeup was all right and the wind hadn't turned her sandy blonde hair into a complete mess. This time, she wa...
The spring internships were about to be announced, and most of my classmates were buzzing about Jackson. Jackson this, Jackson that. If I believed everything I heard, he had single-handedly saved the avant-garde American art scene from its inevitable irrelevance. Truth be told, there were several local artists and studios which took interns from our academy...
At the center of Academy Island, there was a mountain. From its top, if it was a clear day, you could see both the north campus (where the domination school sat next to the harbor) and the south campus (where the slave compound was fortified by barbed wire). You could probably even see the Citadel on the west coast where the island's permanent residents live...
Leaving the academy was a big step, and my heart fluttered on the train as I rode towards my new life. Everything I owned—which was admittedly not a great deal—was either on my person or packed into a small suitcase in the luggage rack above. As many people averted their eyes as stared whenever passengers boarded or departed. After all, I was still wearing...
"How is the fleet?" Captain Red asked, as a smile spread across her flushed face. "Ready for the invasion to begin when your loveliness commands", said the soldier standing next to her. "Good, these human men won't know what's hit their juicy cocks, so let's put my plans into action now' she commanded. The solider next to her licked her lips, rubbed her hand...
Ten long years had passed since Shawn bade his best friends Josh Sorenson and Kristin Lee a fond farewell, off to begin training as an ranger, then off again to root out the remaining Killers. With Darpassine vanquished once and for all, the Followers had scurried to the far corners of the earth, hiding in the dark places. But now they were either dead or la...
Author's Notes: I finally had time to finish part 3. This chapter mainly consists of dialogs, some more world building and a sex scene towards the end. I intend to make future chapters more eventful, but there is just so much background to establish before I can get there. I hope it is not too dull. ****** Chapter 3 "What is your name?" the interviewer as...
Edward has trained me well. When I spend a week every month at the slavery academy I am allowed no food that I cannot milk from the cocks of the men I serve. As a result, I have a hunger for cum, now, that will never leave me. When I'm not at the academy I work in an art gallery. Many of the clients are friends of Edwards, and I am expected to suck their ha...
Dedicated to Pandawoo for his artwork in general and Randy Alien 2 in particular * * * * * Captain Jamie T. Clit leaned back in her luxurious captain's chair and waited as the scans of this star system were being done. She crossed and uncrossed her bare legs and pulled down on her shirt. The current Slut Fleet uniform was a casual one that specified a smal...
Aine was a witch. She may not have been your idea of a witch, but a witch she was nonetheless. She had attended the Grand Academy of Wellness at Yellowknife and had posted the highest grades of her class. She was a very skilled healer, in all likelihood the finest of her age in the entire world, for she was a mere twenty-two years old. On this the day we f...