Halle Berry sighed as she got off the camera and sat down in her chair. Her assistant, Melinda ran up with a towel and a bottle of water. Halle took the towel mopping up the sweat, then giving it gently back to Melinda and grabbing the water to drink it down. As she did her phone vibrated, she lowered the bottle which gave the characteristic slurp of mouth d...
The sun was setting when Mina felt it; a churning inside her stomach and womb that filtered through her limbs. She slumped in the saddle, her eyelids drooped, exhaustion tugged at her consciousness, but she had momentum. One down, only six to go. It could be nearby. Maybe just a little further. Then she was on the floor, having slipped from the stirrups. Br...
One thing that was very seldom seen in the back room of a coffee shop was a chair. The only chairs in a coffee shop were in the break room or in the front of the shop. On the provided cafe tables and couches, the customers could enjoy the wares of the coffee shop while reading a newspaper, if this was the eighties. And yet there it was. A chair in the back...
"Ali?" Fiona's sharp voice cut through the chaos in my mind, dispelling the fog of dreams and unreality. I opened my eyes and stared blearily at her. "What are you doing here?" "What am I - For fuck's sake, Ali. I haven't heard from you in months. No one has." I frowned, still struggling to wake up and make sense of anything. "Months?" "My god, Ali. Look...
"A drow?" Mary stared bewildered at the figure that lay before, a body that had once been that of a young elf woman, Lilith Woodgrove, now transformed, into a dark, twisted, sexier form. "Yes, I read about them when I was in the convent," Clara replied. "They have not been seen for centuries, but it was written that when an elf is exposed to demonic energi...
There, amongst the remnants of the dead race, where their greatest queen reigned, two dragons lie dormant. One of pure evil, one of pure good, both yearning for a vessel, both lusting for a mate... She may be adequate for that purpose, our forlorn child... We shall see. "Silence, fools. We are close to the inner sanctum." The two mercenaries exch...
Tuesday and Wednesday soon passed. Two days since Carmen wrote Mary's name in the book and transformed her, entirely out of a desire for revenge. A desire that was left unsated. Mary hadn't changed in the slightest, not in any way that Carmen could discern. She remained as narcissistic and hateful as ever, tormenting anyone and everyone who crossed her path....
The dreadful temptation to take that accursed ring to Fiona and demand she wear it again was almost too much for me. I worked through the five stages of grief, starting with denial that there was any reason not to surrender all sense of self in the cause of submissive ecstasy. Why couldn't I spend my days in loving worship of a virile goddess? I was even wil...
Amy Redoreck's day started like any other. She went into the coffee shop early and opened it. Why the coffee shop was open at night was beyond her, but they always seemed to get enough business so, whatever. She fended off Brad, her annoying co-worker's advances as always. She caught the creepy owner's stares at her boobs, check. And the usual customers came...
Feedback and suggestions for other plot lines welcome. This is an attempt to get straight to the point - smut galore instead of a heavily story-driven style. I'll be adding branches for different characters, and maybe some options, too. Everyone featured in this story is 18 years or older. 'Mr Perfectly Bland.' That's what my first girlfriend called me when...