"Holy fuck, look what the cat dragged in," Fred cried as he watched Ricky walk through the front door of The Dollhouse. It was late in the afternoon, and the club was largely deserted at this hour, but a few regulars were starting to trickle in. Ricky, until recently, had been one of those regulars. "I haven't seen your mangy ass in here for months." He grin...
It was time to see to my duties. The Council of Huntresses wanted all the woman-power they could scrape together. For quite some time, hearsay had been that times were bad for this town, Valgemaa, but I did not need rumors to know that. For the last few weeks, unease had been written across the faces of the Council's best and brightest. As I marched from my...
Part Seven - The Young Prince "Artur, now I am your queen, will I be different?" Miryamme sat in front of a small table, combing her golden mane of hair, her face reflected in a polished bronze mirror; combing her hair, combing her hair. Her doll sat nearby, its straw hair teased and pulled by Miryamme's nervous fingers, her restless hands. "What do you me...
"There is a beast in man that must be exercised, not exorcised." -The Satanic Bible *** It was Christmas Eve, and Jolly Old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do. A job he dreaded. Standing at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, he lifted a rusted key from a chain around his neck and hesitated for a moment. Maybe this year, j...
Maureen and her mother leaned against each other as they waved good bye to Cal. It had been a long day for both, but another event was still in store for the younger woman; an event she had no inclination of. Cal had asked Maureen to marry him the night before at the Olive Garden. Maureen had said yes but no too; she'd played a silly trick on him about bei...
And the summer hiatus draws to a close! I missed all of you. We should be returning to our roughly five-chapters-a-month schedule as of now. :) What follows is a strictly non-canon alternate ending to the Monstrous Ranch, set directly before the Crows were supposed to arrive to interrupt Laca the holstaur's moment of triumph. Unless you want it to be canon,...
Mark liked Carol, he really did. But it wasn't like he was planning to ask her out or something, the young man was fine with the way things were. As long as Carol and him could keep spending time together, Mark would be happy, and today was one of those days when he would enjoy her company. The sound of the doorbell brought him to the door where Carol eage...
Brendon was waiting impatiently in the chair like Ryan had instructed, his feet bouncing up and down, his fingers tapping impatiently on his thighs. “Are you almost done?” he whined for the third time. “In a minute!” Ryan called from the bathroom. He turned to face the mirror, checking his hair, checking the make-up, making sure every seam was in place....
Readers: I am a wife worshipper. This is how I choose to live my life as a husband. ... This morning I woke up early and walked naked downstairs to the dressing room. There as always were the garments my Wife had laid out for me in a perfect order. The panties were pink with small white polka dots and there was a matching chemise. To the right were white s...
He felt that she understood that this was something he had always needed; but he hadn't known how to get his needs met. As a boy, right through his teens, he never had experienced the special kind of physical intimacy that he had required. From his toddler years when his mother had so completely vanquished him in the 'battle of the potty," he had always fel...