Chapter One: A Wondrous Beginning? A girl paces the slave pen in which she is kept her silks a faint pale color almost transparent in nature. Girl's heartbeats faster and faster as each of her jerags' sisters are taken out to serve and dance. Fear and anticipation overcome this girl. What ifs pass though her mind? Yet a girl knows she has the fire in her be...
Chapter 1 – Introducing the brat himself It’s not very often that an adult neko gets to be rich. In fact, it’s nearly impossible to do, compared to how well regular humans are so capable of success in pretty much any industry. Anywhere you’d look, ranging from tailoring to textiles, from food service to manufacturing; it didn’t seem to matter what kind of jo...
In a society that otherwise resembles our own, mass slavery has persisted into the 21st Century. It is a common and accepted feature of public and private life. Males and females of all ethnic backgrounds are held thrall, without status or legal rights. They are quite literally living property, and may be bought, sold and used for any purpose, including: har...
The prospect was just too tempting not to investigate further. When Donald Meadows was sent an exclusive invitation from Mistress Veronique to an event that was described as a private, very real, and completely voluntary interracial slave auction, he first thought it might be a party or munch where people meet and greet but he certainly couldn't believe that...
Chapter 8: Freedom I woke to the sound of a quiet "click." The collar was loose on my throat; it had opened by itself. The room was still shadowy dark, but I assumed the click meant it was morning and I was free. I reached up and took the collar off. I sat up, rubbed my neck and looked around. My master was lying on the bed curled up on his right side snori...
Charley Johnson had become successful by following the real rules of selling. He went to work for Smith Reality when he was twenty three. When he had been there a month his boss asked him why he hadn't sold a single house. Charley told him he hadn't been able to match what his prospects wanted with the houses he knew about because he didn't know the town wel...
It was a discovery of enormous magnitude and considering the quakes that would reverberate through the literary community it caught the interest of many scholars. The investigation went on for weeks as biographers, anthropologists and sex therapists wandered through the mud deep into the woods to a tiny shack, to the tiny shack. Once there they studied the w...
Josh Ruben was a man who liked to dally with women, particularly married women. He was not a man for a long term serious relationship, he like variety in his sexual encounter and he like women who already knew what they were doing in bed, and did not expect him to marry them, at least most of the time. They knew how to fuck, how to suck, and how to make them...
"So it's a done deal?" Kaylnn asks. "Correct, we're in the final stage of development. Technically you don't even need to be here, but we would love to get your feedback on the quality." The man in a white lab coat, Jim, has just finished walking you down a long factory line. "Okay, what kind of feedback?" Jim takes a box from a...
I'm a card-carrying feminist. I'm proud that women are gaining more of the equality they deserve, despite the world's past and current power structure. I get annoyed by phrases like "that takes balls" and "who wears the pants here?" I love that women are rediscovering and exploring their long-repressed sexualities—and I love that they do not need my help in...