My name is Kalbrid Aston of the Lasher Clan. Son of Kalbur Aston and Sira Lashme. By all appearances, I'm a six-foot-six, broad-shouldered and muscular, thirty-something man with dark brown skin, pale gray eyes and long black hair braided into neat dreadlocks. I am one of the Warrior Princes of the Brethren. I am currently on the ruins of the planet Earth, l...
"Come on, come with me. I promise it won't take long. You know the Goodwill drop off is right next door. I'll run in and drop the clothes off and then we'll do lunch. We'll have Chinese, it's your favorite!" She'd been trying to convince Annie, her best friend at work, to go to lunch with her. She and Annie had been hired at the law firm within weeks of ea...
Through most of my 20s I lived in the same apartment building. It wasn't the most luxurious place but the rent was cheap and people minded their own business so that was enough for me to stay. I lived on the top floor and although the stairs were a bit of a workout I got used to them over time, plus there was only one other apartment on the top floor so it w...
I'm not sure if the description is really accurate, but I've come to call it my catalogue of loss. This spiral bound gregg ruled steno notebook contained the brief story of my love life in the form of a list of things I've lost. Now for anyone else it seemed more an odd listing of names and objects with little or no connection, but for me each connection was...
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They came like a wave of misfortune from the shadows of the brush. Howling mad cries of inhuman lust, the flock of little beasties burst forth into the light of Roland's torch. His burning beacon illuminated their faces: pale, snarling things with rows of hideous, needle-like teeth and faces as varied as their skin colors. Some looked almost human in their m...
All right, it was a job and as long as I got a paycheck I was happy. It said something about auditing some resorts somewhere, and I really never noticed the significance of the "Bare Bottom" on the job application so I didn't get too worked up. Yeah, okay, I was pretty hung over when I filled out the application or I'd have been a bit more interested. It wa...
She knew nothing of bathroom scales, or diets, or why they might exist. It wouldn't have mattered if she did. In her world, knowledge of that kind had no value. Neither did the words "maybe or might be". Things either were…or were not. She was either, hungry, or not, thirsty, or not--alive or not. Being large for her kind would help her stay alive, the knowl...
About 4 months and 80 pound later, Christi was at her restaurant, the Hungry House. After she graduated from college, her wealthy father helped her purchase an empty building which she turned into one of the popular eateries in the city. The money she made there was easily more than enough to support both her and John, although she didn't like talk about tha...
An Introduction to Submission for Christmas Today is the day I get to meet Sir and experience real submission. Both excitement of the night to come and nervousness side tracks me during the morning as family begin to arrive for Christmas day celebrations. What will tonight be like? Will Sir be happy with my submission, will I provide him satisfaction? I ha...