Just for some context, this story was inspired by the article of the same name, written by a friend of mine. But I should note: any similarities to any persons living or dead is purely a coincidence. Would I lie? God Hates.... Superman? A story of Sean Ryan. Security specialist Sean Aloysius Patricus Ryan did not like working science fiction conventions...
149 Dollars Throughout Kent's return home on Thursday, he found his body shaking, and not only for the biting cold. The anxiety he'd felt worrying about someone catching him spanking Bailey in public, coupled with raw sexual fervour of actually doing it, had his heart racing. He had reached about half way back to their basement apartment before he'd taken p...
"Good morning Nicholas Meyers, this is your station administrator, Rutherford Dietrich, with your wake-up call." Nick squinted through drowsy eyes at the source of his interrupted sleep on the nearby nightstand. His silver alarm clock displayed "7:00 am" in blue digital numbering. Above it, a hologram displayed the image of a man with a black mustache givin...
The Rebel forces assembled silently, their weapons aimed at the entry hatch. They all listened grimly to what could only be the sound of the Star Destroyer's docking clamps locking into position around the helpless Tantive IV. With steadfast determination, the brave soldiers prepared themselves for a last stand against the inevitable attack of Imperial storm...
Authoress's notes: This story takes place very soon after the end of the Second Galactic Civil War. It is a prequel to Imperial Prostitute SX-51472. Thanks to meathead96 for editing this entire story for me. Star Wars: Imperial Prostitute SX-51472 ZERO Chapter 3 of 8 Sixteen days into basic. . . So, Recruit Solo, you want to be a TIE fighter mechanic?" t...
Chapter 12 Follow Some of the MoneyAlthough Carmen hadn't done production assistant work at Aaron Kornbluth's studio in nearly five years, she still knew the studio's ins, outs, alleyways, streets and buildings better than Shane did; studios don't change much. She led them from the commissary, down a street behind a sound stage filled with bandaged, wounded...
The next morning, about ten, a cross-town courier showed up with the papers on the Victory Warehouse complex, just as I wanted them. There was a hand-written note from the geezer thanking me "for my patience". A two hundred dollar blowjob had saved me ten grand, and had gotten a two million dollar renovation project going. If that isn't great "risk managemen...
Luke Skywalker sat in the spaceship. He was a troubled young man. Recently, he had learned that his whole life had been a lie. He was not the son of poor farmers on Tattooine. He was the son of Anakin Skywalker, one of the greatest Jedi Knights in the galaxy. Once, the Jedi were the guardians of peace in the Old Republic. A time when people from many worlds...
Authoress's notes: This is the fourth part of the story of Jaina Solo's transformation into Imperial Prostitute SX-51472. To summarize the story so far. . . After Jedi Knight Jaina Solo kills her twin brother, Darth Cadeus, she leaves the Galactic Alliance for the Empire, with her sometimes lover Jag Fel. Jag has just been made High Moff of the Galactic Emp...
"Oh dear, I think I will be sore for days." Agent 409 moaned as she strained against her bonds. The agent had been bound tightly after their love games. Agent 22 loved snuggling with her lovers tied up while they slept. The intimacy and security it afforded the girls was but one of the many things that drew them to their shared fetish. "I'm sorry if my play...