Author's Note: From my previous experience, many will find this material objectionable. It's not romantic in any sense of the word. It's just a prurient sexual tale for people with a taste for sexual competition. For those that do like this, or portions of this story, I would very much appreciate your comments. I'm looking for people to bounce ideas off and...
* Every so often, the ruling junta of Kupro Marbordo, the Copper Coast, sends the cavalry to sweep the distant, lawless Pine Mountains free of brigands. A great opportunity for Ensign Fernando Bartro to make a name for himself -- and maybe capture a slave-girl. But there are dangers ahead for the young officer. Will he make it through? This story is set jus...
This novella, like several of my other stories ("Julia and Mr. Page," "Slave Girl Emily," "Pipit," and "Kitten and the Wolf," to put them in chronological order) is set in a fictional circle of BDSM practitioners in New York. It is not necessary to read the other stories to enjoy this one, which is designed to stand on its own. If you like this and decide to...
One of my first jobs after finishing college thirty years ago was to work at the home of a couple whose fortune was made in the real-estate boom in Texas. I was 25 then, they were in their early forties. I had a lanky athletic build, being 5' 10", 175 lbs., and loved cycling, using every opportunity to bicycle, even to work. The couple I worked for was norm...
Please see the previous stories about Gloria's genetic transformations into a voluptuous, totally uninhibited, breathtakingly gorgeous blonde with a hypersexuality condition, causing many perverse and intense sexual impulses: size, male genitalia, urine, and semen fetishes, exhibitionism, masochism, voyeurism, asphyxiophilia, androphilia, and submissiveness....
© 2019 Victor Cabana It was just a lark. - - - - - On the first day of the last month of my college career I was cruising to graduation. With honors. My life was set. I had a great job lined up, and after Debbie, my high school sweetheart, and I reconnected this summer we'd get engaged. Two and a half kids, big house, happily ever after. All laid out. Bu...
Continued from part five Ow...arugg... Liz? You're not Liz... The door... It's just too far over... I twist harder, willing my eyes rightward, summoning every available ounce of strength - I must find out... It's no use: the gag straps holding my head to my restraining pole simply dig that much more painfully into my cheeks - I haven't a prayer of se...
CHAPTER FOUR It had been almost two weeks since the night at Iron Kettle Brewery, and Katie's life was taking off in a way she never expected. Her boss, Bill, was retiring, and Katie had just learned she was under consideration for his position as Lead Producer and Director of Operations. The news had heightened her senses and made her feel more alive than...
It should go without saying, but everyone engaging in sexual acts throughout the course of this story is over the age of eighteen. Also, this is quite literally my first attempt at writing erotic fiction, so please be gentle with me (wacka wacka) and stay constructive in the comments, I am very sensitive :( ************ September 2002 If there was one t...
Note: This is a work of fiction! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story try to remember: This is a Novel 110. Plausible Deniability "Clark, where was that boy when I was run...