The soldier quietly returned down the hall and entered the Captain's quarters. Sitting behind the desk he tapped the screen and began searching. Finally he found what he was looking for. Tapping the screen again he brought up the monitoring program. Using a single claw he highlighted each camera until he came to Senona's. Leaning back in the chair he watched...
175 AD, Roman Empire They came early morning. Nobody expected a raid. Aelia was a slave woman in her early thirties working for a family of patricians in a small border town of the Pontus province in the Eastern Roman Empire. Like other slaves she started her day before anybody else in her household doing menial tasks. This morning she was retrieving the c...
There was a king who had twelve beautiful daughters. They lived in a tower in the castle, in a room occupied entirely by one gigantic beautiful bed, which the king had commissioned a great sorceress to construct. When they went to bed, the doors were shut and locked up, and they were all placed securely in their chastity belts, but still, each time the king...
Chapter 4: My Handbag Description: Two masked soldiers, Sergeant Dave and Private Phil, have burst into the offices of General Hood where they find nubile blonde Lucinda Moore. After terrorizing her and forcing her to perform fellatio on Private Phil, then shaving their initials in her public hair, they take her to the bathroom for a series of torments. Aft...
Disclaimer: This is a lesbian fan fiction based on the Mortal Kombat world. I do not own Mortal Kombat or its characters, nor do I make any money on this writing. I hope you enjoy the story! ***** Jacqui Briggs bounced around on the temple dojo, preparing for her next match. The soldier's dark skin glistened with sweat like oiled walnuts. Her hair was blac...
The young soldier was alone in sick bay. Due to his recent accident, he hasn't been able to get into town on leave. Being young and male he was becoming super horny. Because of the normal lack of privacy in the ward, a guy couldn't even jerk off without the threat of being caught. The young man just couldn't take it any longer, he just had to have release, s...
Author's Note: This is a continuation of "Fucking My Soldier". I hope you enjoy it as much as, or more than, the first. I'd love to hear what you think of it. Feel free to vote. I may write more if anyone is interested. Thanks again! --- I couldn't stop thinking about him again. It had only been two weeks since our last fuck on the dining room table, but I...
The medic, the soldier and the girl had made four stops, that morning, and they were going to get back on the road after the fourth, when they heard the noise. Clogs, voices that shouted orders and other sounds, brought by the wind. And all those sounds came from the road they had left behind. "A convoy. Or a caravan," the man said. "Where?" the woman ask...
***This is my unabashedly, un-shameful, exploitative, non-romantic story of a warlord and his struggles. Full disclosure; this story is hyper-violent and hyper-sexualized. There is no romance to be found here, so if you want it, look somewhere else. This is a fantasy, and that being said, I do NOT ENCOURAGE any of the behavior depicted here. There are stro...
Chapter 1: Sergeant Rambo Sallie Rambo watched as her best friend grasped onto his glass of beer and raised it to her. "To Sallie," Brigadier General Billings said brightly. "For levelling up to Sergeant Rambo!" Touched by the sentimental toast, Sallie smirked, flapping a hand at him as she looked away. "Oh, hush you," The British soldier giggled pla...