Murkuk woke before dawn the next morning lying on her side in her customary place at Master Gurgun's feet, every muscle and sinew in her body aching. Her memories of the previous day were fragmented, the emotions and sensations commingling. She had a confused recollection of the agony and tedium of the march, and of the titanic ecstacy of her use afterward;...
Part Four: Man Eaters Chapter Ten ELENA One breath, then another. Adarian taught me that. 'When you're in the shit, and the world's falling apart around you, just take one breath, then another. The first breath keeps you in the present, and the next brings you to the future. You're still alive; you took the second breath. Congratulations. Now, take anot...
"Finally! It's about time we made it out of that Abyssal damned forest." Logoth said. The young orc stretched his arms out and took a deep breath. After marching through the Rothge forest for so long it was invigorating to be out in the sun once again. Agmar ignored his son, keeping his gaze forward. The Catabrian Hills rose before them, promising land, li...
Author's Note: I am glad to hear so many of you are enjoying this story thus far. I started writing this when I noticed that very little scat content was being posted regularly and that there was a general lack of scat content overall, especially lesbian scat. I'm at a point in the story where I have covered a lot of the ideas and scenarios I came into thi...
DEBRA My first day off at St. Ophelia Retirement Village dawned dark and wet and cold. I could hear that magic sound of rain spattering on my window. Pulling the blankets up I tried to go back to sleep but I'm one of those people who can't help but get up and into the day. I rolled over and jerked off, had a shower, got dressed and went in search of break...
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"Keep an eye out for my husband," the buxom older woman pleaded as she fell to her knees, her hands clumsily tugging at the tight waistband of her new friend's pants. The bulge in his groin was huge, larger than any turnip she had ever grown, and her mouth was already watering for it. "Can do," Galvyn the Sparrow said in his smug, self-assured cavalier way...
The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly the Little Leb Cock-Riding Slut" ***** One fine day, Jilnar the Little Leb Cock-Riding Slut's mother called her to come downstairs. She had just finished preparing her a basket of X-rated goodies for her to ta...
I think it must have been about midnight when I broke the seal on that bottle of rum. I wasn't bad enough to drink straight from the bottle though and I poured a decent shot of the liquid into one of the tooth glasses I'd retrieved from the bathroom. God knows how long I lay there, trying to understand where my life was going. And what was it about Lindsey...
Master is an OTR driver for a national corporation. That could make things very difficult for O/our relationship as W/we would not be able to see Him very often, for very long at a time, except that - sissy, affectionately known as pet, and angel, referring to this girl - are His relief drivers. W/we travel with Him everywhere so it makes life a bit more exc...