Drip, drip, drip! Thick drops of watery fluid was falling from the ceiling and hitting Harley on the forehead. She groaned loudly and rolled away. Every part of her body ached. Not that this was surprising to her after she realised that she had been sleeping on the metal grated floor in one of the corridors. How did I end up here? she wondered. Have I been...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** 1 Conquest "Our soldiers have completed their raid on the old Duskwatch tunnels, mistress. Yet another resistance cell has been annihilated." Varassa Hu'nate, Matron Mother of Vel'shannar and High Priestess of the Spider Queen, smiled as she brought yet another glass...
I'll state again that there won't be any sex in this chapter, just plot. Sorry. * "This is going to be fun," Belial growled as he looked up at the neon sign in front of him. Horny Rhino Burlesque Club--suggested by Judith as an easy target, since it was far from any major National Guard outpost, but approved by Belial for the fun of killing half-naked wom...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Monster Lust "You can call me Drekarachnid, thoug...
"Farah? Where are you going?" My mother looked up from the earthen pot she was making while I donned my leather armor. I drew my machete, inspected its blade by the firelight and sheathed it, satisfied. "I'm going into the caves," I told her. "Haundi went in there two days ago, and no one has seen her. I'm going to find her." "You shouldn't do that," said...
I. CAUGHT Night. Moonlight bled through pine branches. Dead men bled in dying firelight. Lady Kyra Dhallion bit her lip and stared out at what was left of the camp. Goddess protect me, she thought. The young noblewoman huddled inside of her carriage, peering out between velvet curtains at the dark forest beyond. Bodies littered the clearing. A few of the...
There once was a young lady of twenty-one years whose hair was long, beautiful and golden brown and grew almost a meter a day. Her name was Ramona, a pretty country girl with a dainty manner, a sing-song voice and dark brown eyes. She lived with her father, a kindly but poor woodcutter, and her step-mother, a cranky and self-absorbed witch, in a cabin in th...
I pull on the silk thigh high nylons that Master J had instructed me to wear. As I fasten them to the red lace garter, I am not without a twinge of excitement. We'd met once before at a job interview...we were both up for the same position, neither of us got it, but we both walked away with each other's email addresses. What started as an idea exchange of jo...
The place is for real, its description perhaps a little bit over the top, as for the rest...? It's been threatening to rain for days, making the current place I was sitting very eerie, for it was an old gothic mansion. When I first saw it, it reminded me a bit of 'Mandalay' from Daphne Du Maurier story 'Rebecca'. My living quarters are the old servant's qu...
"Brace for it!" The great stone door rumbled and lifted open, massive hidden gears turning, the machinery creaking and straining as unseen monsters pulled it up and out of the way. I glanced up at Sandra, and she glanced back. I hoped she was as good an aim as we needed her to be. A dark bluish figure a foot or two taller than me darted through the door's...