A long, long time ago (give or take a millennium), there lived two cavemen named Oog and Brin. Oog was a typical Neanderthal with a typical Neanderthal outlook on life. The entire extent of Oog's education was that Oog should always carry a big stick. With his big stick, Oog could bash things over the head and drag them back to his cave to eat or mate with,...
In the morning Rafa and Roger talked about where to keep Mirka. Roger had his own longhouse but it did not have much in it. Then they agreed that she could stay with Isabella and Rafa. Roger took the chains into his longhouse so that he could do something with them later, but they wouldn't remind the woman of her past. Roger was going to be away for a few we...
"I hate the bastards!" growled Mimosa the following day, employing the worst insult available in the Knights' language. Illegitimacy was the ultimate stigma in a society that attached so much importance to child-bearing. Glade paused from shaving her fellow slave's crotch. She was aware of the vehemence of Mimosa's remark. "I hate them too," she said, altho...
Lurking in the thick mountain forests of Albeon, hiding their homes in the mountains, are the goblin tribes, a menace upon the earth who cares only for themselves and their own survival. But still they are hunted, even the tribes who keep to themselves are killed for just being goblins, thus the goblins have begun to mobilize themselves to get better safety,...
The following is the opening of what I hope will be a longer story, full of weird fantasy sex and women essentially having a ludicrous amount of power. GRUN From his vantage point in the upper boughs of the broad, strong oak tree, Grun watched the human plow Greveshka. Not for the first time, he found himself resenting his role as glorified watchdog to th...
Author's note: this will be an ongoing story, so stay tuned for more. **** I have spent most of my life free of the arrogant Free Males that roamed the lands of Gor. Raised among what many call "panther girls" I had been strong willed even as a child. Don't get me wrong, we are not weak, but as in every society, there are those that are less dominant. M...
This story takes place in the same universe as my Behind Locked Chambers series but, this happens prior to the events in that story. Everyone in this story is over 18; they're fairies for crying out loud, they live for super long period of time. There is some flash back stuff that happens when the fairies were young (nothing sexual) but, they're only young f...
Chapter One Ivory tugged aside the curtain of mammoth hide that was all there was to secure the relative warmth inside the tepee from the chill wind. She crawled outside and stood upright in the bulky furs that muffled her body from hooded top to swaddled toe. She needed reprieve from the dark distress that was overwhelming her during her bedside vigil. Ins...
This story, is in no way intended to offend any American Indian Culture. The characters, and the story, are strictly fiction. All rights are reserved. My hopes are that you enjoy reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please vote. I'm Jonathon, twenty years old, six feet tall, a hundred, and eighty pounds, and my hair, and beard are prematurely grey...
*****This story contains reluctant sex, interracial relationship and some parts of cuckolding. If you are easily offended by any of the above categories, please proceed at your own risk.****** ******************* The 'American dream' era was a happy time to be living in the land of opportunity: United States. Majority of the public spent less time complain...