Ashley is trembling as I look upon her through the bars of the cell. The door to the death chamber opens. Through it, pushed by a guard, the stretcher bearing Regina Klein in a black body bag enters the corridor and zips past my wife's cell. Her jaw drops as she regards what she assumes are the remains of a woman with whom she had been conversing fifteen min...
Apocalypse Slaves, Part 9: Christina. By: AlexClayton. *** Author's Notes: Seriously, I've done eight of these things already. Do I really need to list trigger warnings in these things anymore? If so, go back to any one of my previous parts and read them and decide if this is a story you want to read or not. In case anyone is wondering; I am taking...
Ahhhhh. It's good to be back. Nice vacation in Hawaii with Ronda, but I'm an agent, best in the damn biz. LA LA Land is my home... my jungle, and I'm the king of it. "TIMMY... GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!" I yell for my young assistant Timmy. He's annoying sometimes and gets in the way here and there, but... Yeah, he's a pain. Timmy runs into my office. "Yes sir?"...
Monday, May 30, 2011 Today was awkward at best. Yes, I went into work fully intending to pretend as if I hadn't had my boss' penis in my mouth Saturday night. Yes, Mr. Von Elder smiled at me in a very nice way that caused my legs to shake and a set of lips to quiver. Damn him! Yes, I smiled back remembering every last detail of Saturday night. Damn me!...
Part 7 of a series. Please take the time to read 1-6. Ali had just returned home to her family's Minnesota dairy farm for the summer after her first year of college at the U of M. Her father was not sure if he liked all the changes in the way she dressed, the piercings and that strange horse head tattoo that she had on her thigh. He knew something had hap...
Waiting and watching the door for Her pet, Melita taps long sharp blood red nails on the steering wheel.. knowing that the slut should be downstairs any moment now. An evil smile crosses Her face, seeing the door crack open and Her pet appear... dressed as she was ordered, red leather halter neck top, short black leather skirt, split up the sides to show her...
It had been entirely too long since our last meeting. My Dom walked toward me and held me. I was dressed in a delicate white cotton baby doll night gown. It looked too sweet and out of place next to the black and red leather collar around my neck and my black wrist cuffs but somehow it suited me. I felt warm and safe in his arms. He looked down at me and adm...
Chapter One Night of Submission "S'il vous plait, Monsieurs! Je ne suis pas homosexuel! Ne me faites pas faire ça!" pleaded the muscular young soldier being led barefoot and naked through the torchlit passage. "Je vous en supplie, ne m'utilisez pas car j'utilise les femmes du village!" How well the handsome prisoner whose bad luck it was to be captured dur...
"I set forth a very simple list of tasks for you, stupid whore. Why is it you cannot even manage to get these accomplished in the allotted time? I think you must enjoy being punished, I think today we are going to have to dissuade you of any such notions." You can feel the anger emanating off of me as I press your face into the floor. The tightness of my gri...
I can't believe those jerks threw cattle dung at me. No good, dirty rotten, a-holes. They got that shit all over me. That's not even the worse part... Well, that's up for debate. But to top it off we're out of hot water! I had to wash the bull shit off with freezing cold water. I hope to god Steph gets back soon. I wish I could tell her what those jerks did,...