He walked into my dungeon and knelt. His eyes looked through my boots, but didn't see the polished leather. I hate it when they came to me like this, filled with defeat instead of submission. I used the pointed toe of one boot to lift his chin. It was a moment longer before his eyes also lifted. Whatever it was, this boy had it bad. He'd spill it to me soon...
We believe that we know people, we laugh and wink at friends and strangers who we see doing the nasty, but aren't we suppose to know family, 'right'? I thought so too, but that was until that summer morning when I truly found out about my family, and myself. As I look back I'm astounded at my ignorance of the world. Money was tight, the economy a shit hole,...
I fell asleep after my swim, my arms tired but curled comfortably into a pillow. The sun's touch felt warm and gentle on my back, and the sound of the waves lapping peacefully in the background lulled me into an easy slumber until the touch of his hand woke me. "You're late," I scolded gently. He rolled me onto my back and I shaded sleepy eyes against the s...
Oct 11 2006 - Prologue The stench was horrible. It fought its way into her nostrils, and strangled her lungs. A sudden cough forced her eyes open, though it took her a moment to focus them. She coughed again, raising her hand to wipe a small amount of spittle from her lips. Another few ragged breaths, the smell of her surroundings causing the bile to rise...
This is the first of what I expect to be several installments about the goings-on at Charlottesville High School. As always, all story characters are 18 years of age or older. * * * * Brent's parents went out of town. He threw a party. He invited a bunch of his friends; Cindy, his sister, invited a bunch of hers. It was a little wild, but I've seen 'em...
Author's Note: Thank you all for sticking with me! I know I have been promising this chapter for years! I really do appreciate all of the fan feedback and encouragement. I hope you all enjoy. This chapter is dedicated to the people who I have spoken with and helped develop the characters! ***** It had felt like years had passed since my last match in the l...
"Anduin... is all of this true?" Velen asked, the shock plain in his purple eyes. The High King had returned to Stormwind ahead a literal army of draenei slaves yesterday and immediately sent for the prophet. As the leader of the draenei on Azeroth, his alter-ego on Draenor having sacrificed himself to cleanse K'ara, the same Naaru who was now linked and ens...
(WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *All the sexual participant in this story are eighteen, or older* *This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!* * Vlad ~ "You actually expect me to believe my Father, Br...
Sleep slowly departs from your mind as you begin to stir. The sound of the ocean rolls in your ears pleasantly as you linger in the last moments of sleep before needing to rise. That peace is cut short by the squawk of a seagull just above your head. Startled by the unexpected sound, you jump from your prone position and a blinding light finds your eyes. Slo...
She was fashionably late, but he of course did not dare comment. He had been instructed to be at home at 7 pm, naked, kneeling, eyes closed. When he heard the door open his dick hardened, his entire body tingling with anticipation. Her perfume and heels on the bare floor made his skin flush and he felt pearls of sweat form on his upper lip. She was now stand...