Author's Note: Chapters 1-2 were more like samples that have elements of the story. The real story starts now in Chapter 3. ***** Nimbus woke to find he was completely naked and chained to a wall. Three demon succubae surrounded him. Each of them held a whip and were dressed in tight leather armour. The room he was in was dark and made of stone, like a dun...
The succubus wrapped an arm around the young man's naked body. They lay together in the dark cave, her firm breasts pressed against the man's back as she made small circles over his nipples with her fingers. Red lightning tore through the green sky over the vast wasteland outside, but, in the protective arms of the succubus, the young man was safe. The m...
Tailroad Visery Temple The succubus never got angry when the young man scratched her waist with his nails. She no longer knew what anger felt like. The discomfort was extreme, and it was reality for a long time. Very long time. It had been more than 10 years. Maybe 20 years. Maybe she was born in the dark, and her memories were just dreams. The necromance...
Here is chapter 3, there is some lesbian action as well as some buildup/romance/character building. All people involved are over the age of 18. Chapter 3 -- Seducing Sandy Jezebel wakes up about 9 and starts getting ready for class. She isn't sure still that she should try for Sandy, mainly because she is her best friend, but there are other feelings inv...
I slept, thankfully dreamlessly, and awoke with a nuclear-powered migraine and smelling fresh coffee. I got up slowly, holding my head together with my hands as I shambled forward into the kitchen and downed two extra-strength Tylenol chased with two cups of scalding hot black coffee. I sat on heavily on the folding chair for a few minutes, absorbing the he...
Author's Note I'm posting this prologue as a guide for readers new to primarily my older work. It's a pretty big ask to expect readers to go back and read a novel to understand a lot of story, lore, characters and details. I hope this helps to set the stage. A special thank you to Pope1944 for reading and editing, as well as encouraging this prologue. I wi...
Yshomatsu entered a small abandoned cave; he stood at a close six feet one inch. A hooded robe came to a stop around deep emerald eyes staring into the cobweb infested area. Neatly close trimmed red goatee around a slight grin. Remembering the cave as it used to be over one hundred years ago, a spot off to the side where his bed mat laid. Many scrolls clumpe...
This is a work of my own creation and, being so, is a parody of many races of fantasy that have been created over the past century. Any similarity of characters with real world is either coincidence or intended with implied differences (Example: If I wanted to write a story on say Jasmine of Disney because she's hot, the character will similar in appearance...
Crimson Succubus squatted before her thrall Nubian Nina. In an open palm dangled a pair of iron manacles, fire treated so that the metal was strong and smooth. Succubus placed a cheek against Nina's stomach. Bringing her free hand around to cup the thrall's ample but supple bottom, Succubus drew her closer, the she-devil's flesh burning Nina's mahogany skin....
Syracuse, New York Early Afternoon Chinnamani got a late start the following day, by the time she was downtown to set up her stand it was almost noon and her body kept insisting it was neither sober or stupid enough to get things going this damned early. Fortunately by the very nature of her business, prep and setup were fairly easy-- pull the dough balls...