Her head had been on the brink of falling onto my shoulder for the past 15 minutes. Every time, I thought I'd feel her soft locks brush against my skin, the train would rattle and she roused herself up again. It was torture. I could clearly see she could barely muster the energy to sit up straight again, and I could no longer bear the torture of anticipating...
Chapter 9 Leela was dressed again in the silver net that she had worn yesterday. Her firm breasts were throbbing with her controlled orgasms, while power palpably emanated from her. She attached a leash to my collar and dragged me towards the dais, now empty of all except the grey, skeletal husk of the man who had been called Frit. Leela led me through a hi...
Jamie glanced at Thea's closed bedroom door as he tiptoed from his room to the stairs; they'd both gone to bed about an hour ago, but he couldn’t sleep at all. He wondered if she had trouble sleeping or if she dreamed peacefully beyond that closed door. Of course, she was part of the problem for him; Jamie had known Thea for years, but since he'd come to sta...
Thea's POV Damn Alpha! Wouldn't let me see Kristy, she seemed so upset too! And all I wanted to do was comfort her. I flipped my phone open and closed a few times, agitated. All of a sudden my phone rang, and I answered it. "Thea." "Hey, it's Kristy." Ah my little kitty cat. "Yes, my sexy kitten?" I heard her giggling, and it soothed me down. "My Alph...
Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgende...
Thea's POV I looked down at her cuddled in the covers sound asleep, I sighed, and stood up quietly trying not to wake her, but she stirred anyways. "Thea?" I looked back down at her. "Yes?" "Is something wrong?" She asks sleepily. "Well, not wrong." She sat up her russet hair in disarray, and her lips puffy from too many passionate kisses. She cocked h...
This is the latest chapter of the ongoing story of how the Goddess came to possess the world. In writing the entire work, I have attempted to produce a coherent narrative based on a consistent world-view. To help with this process I have produced some "historical notes". These explain the origin of the culture from which Lilith and Leela come. I know that th...
My finger hesitated above a contact listed as "Mr. Mendoza." Maybe it was a bad idea to call him - the favor I needed went a bit beyond what was expected between an 18-year-old & her friend's father, & we hadn't known each other very long. His daughter Maddie went to a private academy while I went to public school. We met when we both started volunteering at...
First I should tell you how I met Thea. I was asked to observe her teach her 6th grade English class. I had been hired to help evaluate the staff of a private school just outside the city, and I had never met Thea before. I arrived just before the bell and barely had time to introduce myself, though of course she was expecting an observer. I figured she was...
Outside of classroom 312 Monica Gift fidgeted. Waiting with her were friends Thea King, Tamara White, and Amber Welch. However quiet suddenly Monica during their nerve racking wait questioned if her "Foursome" of Teachers promised by Dane Morrison had fallen through. She couldn't blame him if it did. Dane Morrison had planned on it only being Monica. Now...