AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault It was intentionally written without names.... Almost. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older. Copyright (c) 2013 by Acup I relie...
At thirteen he had run away from home, a stowaway on the ship of one of his father's competitors. After two days at sea he was found and put to work scrubbing the galley and living quarters of the officers on board. When a disgustingly evil mate tried to rape him, he was to stab the man through the eye with a huge Bowie knife that seemed to disappear when it...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault It was intentionally written without names.... Almost. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 years of age or older. Copyright (c) 2013 by Acup I wen...
The first time Clara had ever seen a bee-girl was when she spotted one flying over her peaceful village of Eythe. She fluttered through the sky, gazing down, her eyes meeting Clara's with the same curiosity that Clara had of this strange creature. The bee-girl hovered in the air for a moment, her golden hair waving in the breeze, her large striped abdomen bo...
This is an erotic fantasy. It is a work of fiction. Any characters or events related to real-life people or real-life events is unintentional and entirely coincidental. The characters that are present or implied to be present within this poem are all adults and are at least 18 years of age. This author neither encourages nor promotes sexual acts where at lea...
The evening found the tavern chaotic. Larl had been kept at Trev's feet most of the night. She had only served him and one other man. She actually enjoyed sitting at his feet, having him gently stroke through her hair like some cherished pet. They had talked quietly amongst themselves when other men weren't near and he had a funny charm to him. She learned t...
I.Mickaela The first time I saw her, she was leaning over the bar, ordering a drink. I watched her for a few minutes-I watched the way her long, light brown hair fell across the front of her shoulders and onto her smooth, tan arms. I watched the way her smooth, beautiful hands, with perfectly manicured nails, wrapped around the bottle of beer that she had j...
In truth, there wasn't a particular moment in which Samantha decided death was overhyped. She'd lived an unexciting life; twelve years of school, three of college. A new apartment, built the year prior, lease freshly signed. She was studying engineering, had dreams about designing music equipment. And she died, unnoticed, in her bath. An errant blowdryer t...
Mistress K looked at the school report and smiled. She wouldn't describe herself as an evil bitch, but plenty had. She was proud of her position. Headmistress of the Finishing School for TGirls. So many beautiful shemale girls had left her careful administration and gone on to happy lives, or sometimes porn careers. Sometimes they had been bought outrigh...
CHAPTER 5 - THE SLAVE MARKET Bagoas and his body servant and protege Hamid, as told in the previous chapter, accompanied their master Governor Glaoui of Ouarzazate to Casablanca. Bagoas was a powerful person, the Overseer of the Governor's harem, and he and his servant had made the journey because the Governor intended to display his wealth and position by...