Beth arrived back at the compound shortly before the dinner bell on Wednesday. She'd driven back alone, leaving William and Florence to travel back home with Ja-mul in his old Willys truck. Alpha John had asked her to hurry back home so that she'd be available to greet the visitors from Fresno, and she had complied, narrowly avoiding several speeding tickets...
#15: The Wedding Present Julie's choice was to get married on a gondola at the Venetian in Las Vegas. I was a little surprised she would choose to go back to Vegas after the years she spent as a working girl there, but as I thought about it I imagined she might have seen plenty of bridal parties there while she was working and felt some envy, not expecting...
Chapter Seventy-Three: *Seven After surviving the Joining, it took a half hour or so for the three mages to begin to stir. They rose slowly, headaches and the remains of their nightmares disorienting them. We all sat down together in the library and answered questions about the Grey Wardens and the Blight. Being able to give them fifty years instead of thi...
Author's Note: Those of you who routinely read my stories know that I often open with a sex scene, follow that with a sex scene, and close with a sex scene. This story is not like that. Just wanted to let you know in advance. Enjoy! ### Brian pushed against the large revolving doors, his laptop case slung over one shoulder. Coming out the other side, he th...
Another older story that I finally got around to submitting. Again, just clearing out some of the archives. ***** CONFIDENCE It can make all the difference. ***** I was still nervous walking into class. I had actually gone to two classes yesterday so this wasn't my first time doing that, but it was the first for this class. I couldn't shake the fee...
Author's note: A submissive is made; not born. She begins as raw metal that is made malleable through forging heat of her sexual experiences; hammered into the desired shape by her dominant men; and then tempered to the desired degree of willing compliance. In this is the first installment of a five-part series, Lei, a naïve Japanese-American high school sen...
Senya's dreams were a whirlwind of teasing honeybee-bottomed bimbos, rough-tongued catgirls, honey-drenched Thriae, and adoring puppy sprites. It was the latter that he eventually woke up within, immersed in their arms. Their tongues eased him, settled his troubled thoughts, kept him in a happy state of constant bliss. He came again and again to their steadf...
David Phillips / November 24, 1994, 3:22 p.m. Dad is sitting in the easy chair looking intently at the TV screen. There's a football game going on—Detroit Loins against somebody or other. The Lions always play on Thanksgiving. It's about the only exposure they get, I suppose. The game is almost over; Dad seems very keen on the outcome. There'll be another...
CHAPTER 11 - HUN (BRANDY'S STORY) Soaking wet from the rain, I tore through the trees, hurtling over fallen branches and roots. A latex hood with cutouts for my eyes, nose, and mouth encompassed my head, keeping the hair out of my eyes. As frustrating as it was to be naked, collared, ring-gagged, crotch-roped with a rubber G-string, and have my arms restra...
Lara looked at me and spoke in a matter of fact manner, "Nothing's going to happen." I looked into the eyes of my wife of 10 years. "C'mon, let's just see what happens." We stood overlooking the grand lobby area of the hotel, restrooms on our right. I whispered in her ear and kissed her neck and said in quiet voice, "It'll be fun. Fifteen minutes..." Lara...