This is a story about two people trying to escape a sadistic Human Sex Trafficker. There are some scenes of violence and non consensual sex. If you don't like this type of erotica please don't read it. If you do like it, read on. Please enjoy and give feedback, as I am still writing later Chapters and as always I like to incorporate some of your suggesti...
Evolution's a complicated process. There aren't rules or paths or obvious solutions to obstacles. Just a goal, and one that keeps moving. The goal itself is, in fact, Keep Moving. Your species survives by being faster, by being stronger or smarter, or at the very least by not tasting very good. Or by being so cute that some other well-off species takes you u...
Prologue The rain was blinding and the wind was blowing at near tropical storm strength. Bob, his wife and daughter were returning home from a family weekend at the beach. The Semi tractor-trailer came out of nowhere and t-boned the Ford 150, crashing into the passenger side and sending it tumbling through the air. Bob remembered hearing his daughter and wi...
This is a story about two people trying to escape a sadistic Human Sex Trafficker. There are some scenes of violence and non consensual sex. If you don't like this type of erotica please don't read it. If you do like it, read on. Please enjoy and give feedback, as I am still writing later Chapters and as always I like to incorporate some of your suggesti...
DR. Jean Marlin was a sex therapist. She had a big house and lived alone. Always busy working; the DR hired a cleaning agency to do her housework. They assigned an older gentleman who she met at their office while signing the paperwork. He was black in his late 40's. He seems to have been there a while so the DR had no reservations in giving the agency the c...
In the year 13 of what has since come to be known as the Time of Return, when I was sixteen years of age, I went to market one summer day to sell a portion of the crop we had been harvesting the previous day. It always fell to my shoulders to go to the market and do the selling, since I was the oldest child. It was a task I enjoyed, since it was something di...
The bar was gritty and dim. About what one would expect on a far-flung space outpost. Tonya ran a tired hand through her close-cropped hair, ruffling the green and pink stripes. Dispatch had finally managed to get her a load of crystal ore out the Andromeda Star System. She had been in port four farding days! A space hauler did not make money docked on a tin...
(Author's Note: I began writing this story after a role play I began with a friend of mine. After it fell apart, I started to write it out on my own. For those who have been asking, Enslaved to the Mob will be finished *eventually*. For the time being, I'm just not interested and uninspired by it. Thank you all for sticking with me and reading my stories. As...
There are days when it just doesn't seem worth getting out of bed for. That day felt like one of those...how wrong I was. The early evening before the night was a really bad one, the guys and gurls from my ex-company wanted to "do" Amsterdam in a big way. As the resident expert I was the tour guide, bars, dope cafes, sex clubs, and finally dinner at Sleep...
Kat and Josh are apart but missing each other as they pick up the pieces of their shattered lives. Will they get back together? This is a story full of Characters, with two lovers at its centre. As in life nothing is sure, and I have not yet written the end, so if you have suggestions on what should happen to the people in my story, please let me know and I...