Consciousness was starting to seep back into Blake's mind as he awoke with his head pounding and his limbs full of numbness. "Uhhhhg," he groaned, trying to get his body to move, "Okay, that wasn't one of my better landings." Blake slowly moved his arms and legs to make sure they still worked and were still attached to his body, each movement resulting in...
Morikis Bonecarver heard the heavy footsteps of the orcs waddling down the stone corridor well before they reach the door. Just as he thought, three hard knocks followed. "Fucking orcs," he growled through clinched teeth. "Could their timing be more impeccable?" Angry, he withdrew his cock from the little chamber maiden's pussy and dismounted her from behi...
(For the story to this time, please read Leni's Ordeal Chapter 01: Berlin 1945 and Leni's Ordeal Chapter 02: Havelsee) "A countess this time, hey Harry?" his uncle teased him. Young Captain Lord Harry Balfour sat wearily in the library of his uncle's requisitioned house in Gatow noting that, despite the early hour, Sir Randall Macloskie perched wide awake...
Chapter 10 (The Account is Due) "Ally? Sammy...? You guys there?" Tommy said, "Yeah, Kenny, we're upstairs. Give us a moment...there's coffee on. We'll be down in a minute." "Okay," said Kendall, "Just so you know, Malsa's here with Lilly...Said she needs to talk to you." Surprised, he said, "Oh...Okay...I'll be right there." Still with the stinger in h...
"Good, good. You're awake. The memory loss should be temporary." Assured an aurburn-haired beauty with vivid green eyes that stood over Dick's bedside. She wore a rather comical looking black beret made of slick vinyl; which seemed to match the black, studded dog-collar around her throat. As Dick came around, the throbbing of pulse-pounding drums and saxopho...
It had been a hell of trip sailing from Larochelle to Casablanca to the island of Tenerife in about week of shifting November winds. When endured ten days of storm the captain threw his hands in the air and said "we're dead" and headed below deck and only peeked out the hatch a few times per day to check on me and the large ships that floated about the rugge...
In the lewd town of the Dark Elves, postal service is a point of pride. And of course, human slaves are used, for three reasons: 1 - Most monster girls aren't dedicated to anything other than thinking about sex. 2 - And those do demand more than economical for postal service. Even free humans needed more than a paltry sum for keeping a household. 3- It's...
I'm not sure when it hit me; this was almost the same trip we'd started the year before? Then it occurred to me: when does one journey end, and the next begin? Then - as now - we'd spruced up the boat, loaded her up with fuel and provisions. Then - as now - we'd left midcoast Maine and sailed south for Massachusetts Bay, bound for the Cape Cod Canal. Then -...
Prologue This story is a rewrite of a story I previously wrote entitled "Coming Home." I have used many of the same characters but the plot has changed significantly. It is as far as possible historically accurate although of course the characters and the plot are fictional. The Nazi U Boat threat in 1941 was gradually strangling the UK supply lines and Me...
Hello all, for those who remember me, it's been a while. While I was writing The Loners, I mentioned that I was working on a very large project. This is that project. This is the first few hundred pages of the first of four books, which is currently vastly incomplete at this time, so I apologize for the abrupt ending this has. (This is also my 4th rewrite of...