*If you can't look in a mirror and laugh at yourself, cut off the light* (A special nod to BR for his help with all kinds of trivia and input in this chapter; a big thanks to Frontma for the editing ) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) (I mak...
Author's notes: This is a work of fiction regarding consenting adults, group sex, sexual enslavement and other erotic things along those lines. If you do not like those topics please move along. Thank you. ***** Compared to the previous 12 or so hours my drive to work and shower were uneventful. I did enjoy the shower even more than I thought I would, the...
I woke up a few hours later finding that Ariana had already left the bed. She was walking around the room looking for her clothes. "Leaving us already?" I asked her. She jumped a little surprised to hear me. "Oh sorry I didn't mean to wake you." "That's fine no worries. Why are you leaving now?" "I have rehearsals in the morning and need to go to my h...
The full trunks were loaded onto the steam-driven carriage, and they returned to the airship with the girl to plot a strategy for the rescue attempt. The captain, used to a disciplined and frugal life style from his time in the army, was the most affected by the hashish. On returning to the mooring mast, he waxed lyrical about the airship, "Hey, wow, she's...
The last couple of days had been peaceful, apart from the noises of pain and pleasure from Lady Sally's playroom, which could even be heard in the cockpit. Captain Wyndham set The Corseted Domme in the direction of her next destination, Istanbul. They flew due south over the Russian Empire at high altitude, mindful that the Russian secret police would be inv...
After three days of rest and the recovery of our supplies from the inn, the inquiry began. A small number of the soldiers passing through the city remained when the rest of the regiment departed, and the city watch was a great help. Sir Ballard led the proceedings from a cot; both his legs had been broken during whatever fight had led to his incarceration in...
I still remember how excited I got when I first saw Victoria. It was the third lecture of the semester; I was in a desk near the entrance of one of the smaller lecture theatres. She came in about halfway through the presentation looking a little frazzled. She was tall and very attractive, her hair was a dark blonde colour, pulled into a high ponytail and her...
* COMMERCIAL * Kelli Berglund stood at the foot of a king size bed in a large, lavishly decorated master bedroom. A short black leather skirt hugged her teeny waist, while a loose fitting and distinctly low plunging leopard print blouse adorned her top half, offering a more than generous helping of her perky cleavage. Behind her, a nude, sweat-drenched man...
The bags were packed, the finale had wrapped and swimsuits had been modeled and approved. Victoria and I were heading to Los Angeles for a month and were both incredibly excited. We had gotten a car service to get us to the airport and we settled in the backseat ready for our first trip together. I would be working during our time there but we would still ha...
My name is Jeffrey Jackson Stewart. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in the great state of Maine. I have some news for you. Are you ready? The world is mine. End of story. Why? Well, maybe you should ask yourself why not. All my life, I knew that I was destined for greatness. I know. Every brat in foster care tells himself or herself that. It...