Chapter Two - Leona Goes to Church She'd been traveling for over a hundred years. Life was getting very lonely and had little meaning anymore. Settling in one place for longer than ten years was pushing her luck. Her looks didn't change, she didn't age, she didn't get sick. That sort of thing is hard to explain to people. Stepping off the barge onto the do...
Kayla looked terrible. Her eyes were red and puffy and her usual make-up was totally lacking. "My God! Kayla what has happened to you?" "Olivia, I have had one helluva night. I even considered calling you last night, but I thought I would wait until this morning." "Wait for what?' "Olivia I know that this will sound really strange, but did anything weird...
Copyright 2008 I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Here I was a normal straight guy dressed in a tight pink t-shirt, stockings and suspenders and black lacy panties under my jeans, wearing bright red lipstick and with a transvestite's cum dried onto my face, and the taste of another man's cum in my mouth. I had a piece of paper with an address on i...
On awakening, I found myself to be stiff and aching from my uncomfortable position, tied as I was to the bars of the cage. Thankfully, at least, it seemed that the virtually uncontrollable desires that had assailed my body subsequent to my ingestion of the slice of slave-biscuit had predominantly diminished. I reflected upon the events of the previous eve...
And the results are in: Chosen warrior versus imp! For a reminder on the challengers: The Kingdom of the Chosen is a vast male-domination cult that employs mind control to keep the women in line. Imps are dimwitted demons who trade information—and memories, and knowledge, and intelligence—to take advantage of their targets. Who will triumph? Let's find out...
She was bent face down over a waist high bench. Her arms were tied so they hung in the air, forming a cross of her upper body. The bench was padded and soft supporting just her abdomen and allowing her tits to hang freely. Her legs clad in garter and stockings were tied spread wide. This allowed perfect view of her wet cunt and puckered asshole. Her long blo...
Chapter Twenty Glade was by far the villager least visibly upset by the discovery that the winter route was blocked. While the chief and his most experienced hunters spent the rest of the day and all the next exploring and evaluating the few limited options available to them, she was preoccupied in checking the health and well-being of the woman and childre...
Everyone in this fictional story is over 18 and consenting. Play safe, people. ***** "I don't care if she has a lift or not! I didn't invite the bitch and I don't want her at my fucking party!" The girl's voice was harsh, with an almost hysterical edge, making some of her friends outside wince in sympathy with the target of her rage. "Come on, Olivia," o...
*Hey just testing new fetishes with this series that I'm starting, this time with some fantasy. Hope you enjoy! This one is going to be a little more story heavy than the previous writings. It's pretty orc-related to (At least these first two parts will be), if that doesn't take your fancy, sorry about that :)* ***** After running for, what must have been...
[continued] Cool night air bit Elsie as she stumbled out the door and into the empty street. Chase, the village blacksmith who had just ravaged her, did not follow her into the darkness; for this, Elsie was profoundly relieved. He'd offered to walk home with her but the idea horrified her and she begged off as politely as she could. She'd not even bothered...