Author's note This is a work of fiction - in places it wanders almost into the world of fantasy, whilst in others it touches on some fairly horrific facts of life. It is unashamedly political, poking fun at the ridiculous sex education system which is in place in both the US and the UK, and part two introduces two of the worst crimes against humanity - arra...
A year ago, when Jacob Dorval moved to the City of Montreal, Quebec, to attend the University of Montreal, he felt sorely out of place. Born in the town of Quartier Morin, northern Haiti, Jacob came of age in a rather turbulent era. A decade after the Quake which devastated the City of Port-Au-Prince, Capital of Haiti, the island was still struggling. The...
Sunlight streaming through a small gap in the curtains woke Sara the next morning. She stirred, sandwiched between Chaucer and Gable. She looked at both men. Chaucer's red hair was all bed tousled. She thought he looked cute like that. Turning toward Gable, she saw his eyes opening. His gold-flecked hazel eyes focused on her. "Good morning, Miss," he said,...
Leaving the Men's Chastity Support Group, Spalding Tyll started as he saw a familiar face exiting the Pain café's famous Tea Lounge. Following Spal's cousin, the brilliant scholar, Siddons Tyll were two pretty twenty something girls, giggling and pointing at him. And with them was an older woman in a somewhat unfashionable mink stole. "You see, girls, I...
At this point, the woman whom Angelique had pointed out to me earlier as being the distant cousin of my uncle Pierre stood up and addressed the angry girl. "Did it ever occur to you, young woman," said Charlotte, "that Mr. Villon's inhibitions might prevent him from succumbing to your will?" This question, hurled at my cousin from out of nowhere, and from...
Authors Note: Big, BIG thanks to my story editor oldnakeddad. The whole piece is so much more fluid, finally coming across the way I intended. I apologize about all the mistakes in the first three parts, I was just so excited to get this story out, I was rushing through it! I have many, many more chapters in mind...things are finally start to get heated up!...
Author's note: This is the final installment of book two. There will be a wedding in book three. I promise. Chapter 14 -- Shift Change Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: After the party, getting home was evidently not easy. I do not think anyone was drunk, but for some reason Mom was not up to driving. This was a problem, since she had early appointments...
Thanks to Sammi Scott, aka Titsy McYarn, the Cute at the Heart of the Abyss for her help and valuable critique. Bounteous thanks to Kevin for his incredibly thorough critiquing and voluminous notes. Thanks to Sensual Curves for her help in proofreading. Thanks to my wife for handling the editing duties on this chapter. After you've read this, if you have a...
As the day of the slave auction got closer, wealthy women came to the Vineyard to examine us and determine if they wanted to buy us. We were felt up, fingered, examined, pinched, and probed. Our physical attributes were discussed openly as if we weren't even there. Cara and I and ten other girls were herded into a room each day to be examined by prospective...
Merry Christmas everyone and happy holidays. I hope you're enjoying them. I just wanted to give you all a present. Enjoy. Tell me what you think in the comment section below. Like always, all characters involved with sex are over the age of 18. ***** It's official, I am in way over my head. With my wrists bound to the top of the bed and my ankles cuffed t...