This is my first submission ever. Tell me what you think! All characters within the story are over 18. ***** "Wake up, Roland! They're going to leave soon!" Mother's call woke me from a deep sleep. It was easy to get lost in boredom in the small town of Nochez, in the middle of the great woods. The tavern was the only thing around, and when you were tir...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the earlier parts before reading this. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. Part 10 ----- So, here I am trapped in a life that I both hate and love. Tony is so horrible to me yet he quite oftens puts me in situations that are so amazing that they blow my m...
Waiting in the hotel bar for Zoe Danziger, I was excited and a little apprehensive. I was a twenty year old student, not used to swanky hotel lounges, although I had been to this one twice already. On one occasion she had filmed me cumming, in a slightly strange business arrangement. It started with an advert online, on one of those general websites, with a...
I suggest you read the first two chapters before beginning on this, the third installment. Again I would be remiss if I did not thank BeachBaby179 for her numerous suggestions and contributions to making this story much better than it would have otherwise been. East Meets West, Part 1, Chapter 3 I woke up the next morning with Jiao still asleep on top of m...
This was the first story I wrote and I'm very sorry for all the errors. Bad writing, bad story. But hey, at least it's free -EnvyWest _____ 200 years ago, in the age of enlightenment, men found out that women have no soul. It made men believe women are nothing more than things to be owned. Stealing or damaging any owned woman is still illegal, but it is seen...
I saw her as soon as she walked onto the train platform. Gorgeous, petite, and fair skinned... Long, fine blonde hair... Very typical Dutch girl. She must have also just come off a long haul flight like me. She was dressed almost in pajamas -- two tight camisole tops in different colors and a pair of stretchy, checkered, capri pants that were almost painted...
Ch. 4 Capture of The Night Terror Sarah Ranger waited along the wall of an abandoned building next to the Pussycat Club. Official a high class strip club the Pussycat Club was really an upper class prostitution ring run by the mob. She had watched this place over the past few days and had discovered that the man who had killed her parents, Igor Ivanski, was...
The key goes into the door, the door swings open and you both stumble into the lobby. Neither being able to keep your hands off each other. Hungry kisses are being exchanged while you struggle with getting rid of that jacket, and she slams the door shut with her foot. You tumble into the bedroom and fall onto the fresh linen sheets. You’re both rearing to go...
After we had all eaten more than we wanted, the clan mothers led us to a small guest house made of wattle and daub. We knelt to crawl inside, the old ladies close behind us. There was a central fire below the smoke hole and beds of piled hides and furs at opposite sides of the single room. Jennifer and I sat down on one bed and Tommy and Mary Louise took t...
It was a day like any other – waking up at the break of dawn, a small meal, and then the work. Cleaning clothes for the master's wife, fetching things for her. Then on to the kitchen, to help. She was too delicate for working in the field, her face deemed pleasing to the eye. But this did not prevent those who owned her from making her work herself into swea...