A quick morning dip Another entry from the diary of the Viking To guard my memories from the ravages of time The sun is rising in the east over the water. We had escaped for a few days of holiday in Mulege, a quaint fishing town on the sea of Cortez in Baja California. We had arrived last night tired and travel weary. The passion was there but not the...
Across video games, there are always stunning heroines or dashing heroes, stunning villains, or gorgeous villainesses. Be them a humble village girl or an evil sorcerer, at some point, they may have been defeated. Who wouldn't want to see such stunning beauties and handsome men in such scenarios? This story is all about video game characters being bested whe...
(This story was originally published as a single, continuous narrative -- but I figured people might have fun playing around with other outcomes for the characters. Please feel free to contribute, thanks!) ******** I turned eighteen a month into my senior year of high school. Skinny, shy, good at math; I was last pick for the basketball team and last pick fo...
What a perfect day! Staying inside on a day like this would have been such a waste; I had to get us outdoors for a picnic. During the drive out here I was marveling at the sunlight raining through the trees like the daubs and flecks of an Impressionist dream. Even the tarmac reminded me of the dance of light and dark on the flesh a dappled pony. I wish you c...
My wife wanted me to drop off some old kid clothes off to a friend of hers before I went to the local bar to watch a ball game with my friends. I reluctantly agreed to take the bags to her friend whom I didn't know that well. I arrived at the her friends house it took me a minute to remember what the hell her name was now I remember it was Kelli. I rang th...
This is Berk. Home to you and other vikings and creatures of all kinds. My name is Stella Horrendous Haddock the 3rd, daughter of Chieftess Stoica the Vast. Usually, life on this cold rock would drive people to the brink of insanity. But thanks to my "mom", the village has thrived over the years with very little exciting events. My mom is technical...
Kamil and I were dressed in simple black robes and taken to a sedan where Song drove us silently to the edge of town. The car stopped and she took two blindfolds out of her purse, reaching back to fix them on our heads. Blind, I felt my heart begin to pound. She was driving again, faster, and twisting and turning. I thought I might be sick. Kamil breathed he...
Chapter 14: Property Sue woke comfortably on a twin bed, tucked in under warm blankets like a child--at least it seemed that tender at first. Slowly awareness started to creep back in her mind. She remembered being in the stocks last. Oh, yes, her ass was sore, but that was just the first hint of the sensations her body was starting to report. Drawing her a...
10th July Pussy work We had gone for a run about 5 which felt good and again turned a lot of heads as we all just wore sports bras and thong sports pants. There was an outdoor gym which we used at the end of the run, both to keep those Viking bodies toned and for Alex's strange new philanthropy of turning on the holidaying dykes. We got an appreciative rou...
There is a collar he wears. It marks him as my boy, my pet, my love, my person I intend to share my life with. The key part here is that it marks him as mine. I look in the mirror. My hair is pulled back in a low, no-nonsense ponytail which makes my eyes easier to focus on. The boy kneeling next to me has often told me that when I am in the zone, my eyes ar...