Copyright of Nanna Marker 2010. "If you have to sleep unguarded, then find a predator's nest and kill the inhabitant. If its likes are unaware of its death, you are likely not to be disturbed. The beast's neighbours would take your delectable scent to simply be the aroma of the predator's dinner." The old, scarred, bat-hunter had with a wide grin tapped th...
CHAPTER THIRTY Brownlow rang the Swain house at 9:15am, a time when he could be reasonably sure that Cynthia would be home alone. "I want to talk to you, alone." "I don't think that would be a very good idea." "I don't think that you are in a position to dictate terms. If you have anyone with you when I get there I go straight to the station and present m...
Chapter 3 BAD DREAMS After that day I was actually afraid someone would find my hidden cloth and moved the bags several time even dreaming I had died and my son who is in the Army discovered me after being the one to dispose of my things and was saddened by the discovery, his dad was a CROSSDRESSER! I would wake up in cold sweats late at night thinking I h...
Araneae is a giant tarantula spider with a leg span of over 10 foot across and the top of his back being 6 foot high. He hunts for female prey amongst the many and varied characters in Second Life. This is one of the stories based upon his adventures on-line. All the names have been changed but I have used Araneae and Julie and my main characters. Julie...
Written by Nanna Marker, a citizen of Denmark, born in 1976. * Lei was fast asleep long before Kokata was satisfied that her wings would be safe. No longer having an excuse to be near her, he withdrew to his nearest hiding-place. He had never before told anyone about the beetles. It was a strange feeling: having talked about himself. He couldn't remember...
He pondered the email that he'd just received. She had agreed to open her web cam for him. She'd also confided that her sexual drive was at least as powerful as she'd implied in her postings to the web. She had a permanent BF that was there every weekend from Friday night through Monday morning, but he was substantially more subdued in sex than she was and...
Elizabeth here: This is Ch.04 of The Downhill Fey Forest. Read the other parts if you haven’t already. I hope you enjoy it: happy reading! ~~~~~ ~~~~~ At four in the afternoon, Alban heard the two fairies giggle above him again. There were trenches all around this part of the forest, and he already suspected that Sundrop and Snowdrop’s prank was going to i...
Disclaimer: The writings here are total fiction; the characters and events have no basis in persons living or dead. This story is intended for those over 18 years of age, and contains subject matter of an adult nature. (Smoking fetish, light bdsm) Double Elimination I am naked except for a leather mask. My wrists, ankles, knees and elbows are strapped to a...
It all started as sort of a joke. During one of the many long boring days I spent at home while my husband was at work, I was surfing the web and just for fun, ventured into a chat room with a guy who identified himself only as "Mike." My new "pen pal" told me that he was a young black professional and that he enjoyed playing with computers and chatting on t...
As the pale light of dawn pushed back the shadows in the grimy alley, the patrolling officers found a man unconscious. He was spread-eagled against the wall, his head drooping, fastened all around by sticky strands of web. His limp penis and balls lolled out of his open trouser flies for all to see. His slack, emaciated face hinted at the agonies he had endu...