Raia's world was one of abject suffering. The past several days had brought her to new levels of understanding concerning the meaning of the word; every manner in which she could have imagined herself being brutalized (along with a few she couldn't) had been made a harrowing reality in that short span of time. But she had managed to escape, and if she hadn't...
Mitzi awoke with a throbbing sensation in her. Her head was pounding and she could hardly breath. She was laying on the bed, on her back- but she could not see the ceiling, though it was daytime. A large black head obstructed her view. It took her a while to realize what was happening. She was sweaty and disoriented. Her legs were spread half covered by the...
My first time in the First Time category. There's a sentence you don't hear every day. I don't really know what readers expect in this category, but I'll still wager this story will be different from most of them. It's an experiment in writing and one I hope you like. Then again, it might be that I have completely missed the mark. Either way, don't forget to...
Marcus tried to steady his hand as he brought the paintbrush closer to the figurine on his desk. He wanted to get the color just right, it wouldn't do to have a Voskon Warlord look improperly dressed on his throne. "Marcus! Where are you? I have great news!" The loud voice echoing in the entryway of his house broke his concentration, and he was just able t...
Gisela of Rugenstadt returned to the humble village of Lendorf by morning. She arrived as something of a mythical figure, a mirage in the form of a living hourglass of a woman clad in armor that did almost nothing to hide her nudity. A gathering throng of villagers stood silently as Gisela emerged from the fetid bog, the paladin's unmistakable figure illumin...
The Rituals Chapter 1 -- Introductions He looked his age, but appeared to be fit. Tall, 6" 6' or so, with a full head of hair, somewhat longish, dark brown but with a touch of gray at the temples. He had a full mustache with handlebars, brown with streaks of gray. His shoulders were broad and his arms appeared to be strong, but that may just be the cut of...
Fetishes make the world go around. Feet. Lips. Tits. Pain. Tickling. Asses. Legs. Hair. Age. BSDM. Lingerie. Role play. Incest. Voyeurism. Control. Choking. Cougars. Twinkies. Size. Exhibitionism. Golden Showers. It goes on and on. My bike tour was conceived as a quest to find exceptional young artists. Surely, my slow motion, seat-of-the-pants tour of Eu...
If you're new to the story, please start at Chapter 1. If you've made it this far, enjoy the finale. As with the previous chapter, I've combined two into one, so this one's pretty long. It's been a real pleasure writing this story, and I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. As usual, remember to rate and comment, I love hearing y...
After some of the comments I got the first time around, I made some pretty substantial edits to this chapter mainly in the second half. Part of the reason for my delay in posting a new chapter being that I wasn't satisfied with the job I did on this one. Hope you all like it! * Ben found a sandwich place nearby the hotel that had excellent reviews, and it...
We moved to Arizona four years ago, after I retired. My wife had been in poor health for some time, and we hoped the change and move away from winter weather would help her. Sadly, it did not, and she died two years ago, leaving me alone in our little house on a cul-de-sac in suburban Phoenix. Our daughter and her family live across town, so I am not complet...