This chapter is a little less monster, and a bit more lesbian. Hope you enjoy! As always, a rating and comment go a long way x CW: excessive cum, distortion, fisting, sex slave, non-con -- Toes dragging through the dirt, Kat was led by the guards, burly and strong as they were, to the girls' den. Their string hands and commanding grip made her a litt...
It was a busy and nerve wracking night. This was it. Jaspreet's dream was finally coming true. For the longest time, she had wanted to start her own catering company. And after some long hours and hard work, her dream was to finally come true. She had landed a contract with a local charity organisation that was holding their annual fundraiser. Through some s...
(It was 1892 and I, David Shaw, then aged 19 joined 'Maynard and Son, Purveyors to Gentlewomen and the Aristocracy' on Upper Richmond Road, Putney. The job involved providing 'underskirt services' to single women. This was my third day with the firm.) *** Number Six, Paultons Square, Chelsea was an imposing four storey terraced Georgian house with impressi...
(Special thanks to Navajazz, Oedipus Rex, Jellykat & Gwenevere_Cacey who encouraged me and edited both Chapters I & II of this series.) * I was still in a bit of a daze as I followed Diana out of Becky The Brown's office and through the University halls to visit Gladys The Grey. "So what exactly is it that you all do here?" I asked the elusive Diana. "You...
"Ah, damn it," he said. Alex pulled on his clothes and tried his best to straighten himself out. His usually messy hairdo was now extra messy and matted in some spots. He smelled of fresh sweat. I could see that he was worried about his friends thinking he would be a no-show. "I'm never late," he said laughing, "but I suppose this is a good enough reason."...
I like being in charge. Control is important. I like being able to keep up with the guys when we're drinking and I like being strong. I'm a lesbian but lately that girl thing hasn't been going very well for me and I've taken to just hanging out with the guys, drinking and bitching about girls. I have one friend named Jack that I never get to see. He always h...
THE EIGHTH DAY ... AND BEYOND Well, summer was over, I realized as our boat made for shore in the teeth of a storm. It took us two extra hours to reach port in the face of an easterly wind with intermittent squalls. When we tied up, the rain was over but a stiff cold wind continued to blow. I was on the road to pick Liz up two minutes after the boat was sec...
My last class of the day ended at 5pm. The weather was wretched enough that nobody stayed behind to ask the professor questions--no doubt a relief to her, as she looked anxious to get home too. My mind was wandering, and as I packed up my bag I scarcely heard one of my classmates talking to me. "Hey...hello...earth to Vivian--" she tapped me on my shoulder....
Bruno led me across the hall from Michael's room. I stood there nervously as he knocked on the door. When it opened my mouth watered. The man standing there was a pretty close second to Michael in looks. He stands about 5'8 or 9 but it was his eyes that struck me first. He had Short strawberry blonde hair, and green eyes. Eyes that sparkled with pleasure whe...
There aren't enough slime girl stories out there, so here's my contribution. All characters are 18+. *** I opened my apartment door and dropped my keys and gym bag on the table. I would deal with it later -- the sweat on me was drying and I was desperate for a shower. I shoved some food into the microwave to defrost and pulled off my clothes as I headed...