Leia smiled at Han. He couldn't see her back. An extended stay in carbonite will have that effect. But, now that he was free, they would be able to leave this sandy hell hole, and return to the alliance. They may have lost on Hoth, but there was still a war to win. As she helped her lover to his feet, Leia's mind was already planning how to explain this dive...
WIC, short for „Weekly Image Captions“, is a project I started this year to post an image caption each week. The characters, scenes and kinks are often different from piece to piece but there are some reoccurring themes like Timestop and Mind-Control, since these are my own favorite kinks. Since March, it‘s possible to choose the character for an upcoming we...
Special thanks to all the editors that helped me with this one. Jen litgirl, sexy tat, and DevilsRapture. You guys are great. I sat at Mark and Debbie's kitchen table, staring at the patterns in the oak. I was feeling somewhere between elation and shock. A little over two hours ago, I had been on Teardrop Tonya's porch, my swimming trunks around my ankle...
I Words merely made the pain in the woman's temples seem to worsen. It quickly spread making the haunting shadows seem to bend and twisted into horrid silhouettes of beasts of the subconscious as she shivered at them not daring to reach out to touch them. For the fear they maybe real in her pain hazed state everything seemed so. All sounds amplified, all...
Dedicated to Susan Business was good, the money was not rolling in but we were more than comfortable. The permanent makeup side was so busy that Sally had to take on an artist dedicated to just doing the tattooed makeup. I had been on several television programmes, showing my alternative look and been invited to attend well paid sessions with psychiatrist...
Guess I shouldn't have been surprised it would come to this. Jack always insisted he was getting better, but sure enough, he was up to his old tricks: Stealing shit to fund his 'kicked' dope habit. Now I'm sitting on my front porch as Detective Pindick goes through my shit. He probably thinks I'm in on it. I'm sure to him that anyone with tattoos and a mohaw...
Introduction: Authors note: Hello dear reader, this is my first story in this website and english is not my first language, but i am up for the challenge. Hope you like my story, and comments are aways appreciated. I decided to write this story seeing how short-lived most of the stories happen to be in this website (no offence intended) , so i hope that my s...
Every morning, before her husband and son woke up, Kirsten ran. She slept in her sports bra and running shorts, partly because she'd read in a fitness magazine that it helped motivate athletes to move first thing in the morning, and partly because it helped mask the fact that her husband, Greg, paid little attention to her body anymore. In the winter, she...
I had met Sally in 1992 whilst doing a business college course, she was lovely, good looking, slim and had the most wonderful smile I had ever seen, it was love at first sight. I had taken the course because of pressure from work, they wanted to promote me and thought that I was too inexperienced and the course would help me understand the finer points of...
Note: The story takes place about two years before the events of the first. It is a sort of "origin story" before I continue with Jazzmyne's story. ________________________ "Ohhh...Shit! FUCK!" I screamed in pleasure as the large truck driver continued to relentlessly fuck my tight asshole, sweat dripping down from my face. This complete stranger, whom I m...