Walking around the corner, the man who worships the Goddess, in all of Her glory, stood there, wide-eyed and wondering if She would pay him any mind. As She approached, he stood to the side, looking down, paying respect deserved of a Goddess, not wanting to meet eyes. "Hello my servant," The Goddess whispered, not wanting anyone to know there were words sp...
Chronicles of Slave Nano No.7: Worshipping the Snow Goddess Author's note: This story deals with themes of domination and submission, mind control, female supremacy and Goddess worship. If you don't get that then you'd probably better not read on any further. This story is based on a real task set by a dungeon mistress. Parts of it reference other character...
A first attempt at entering the contest, all votes are appreciated and needed thanks for reading. Comments are encouraged also. * Halloween was less than a month away, for the first time in a decade they would be in the same city. They had been a couple for over twenty years but every October she would be visiting the Goblin Games down in New York State. T...
It was our local BDSM group's monthly play party and Goddess Diana had me dressed up well for it. She had personally handpicked my outfit for that night, and when she saw me in it she couldn't help but tell me I looked "damn sexy." It was an old "diner girl" outfit we found at a costume shop, one piece with red and white stripes and a skirt part that cut of...
Each night of the full moon there meets The Conflux of the Moon Goddess. As we gather it might well be the meeting of any social club, as we stand around chatting. There are, however, a number of things that mark this gathering out as different from most others. First, there is the room where the Conflux flows together. It is a large circular room; the w...
I wasn't well known for much in my building. Perhaps just being a quiet, respectful, and shy young man who kept to himself. I didn't have much friends either. At least, not in person. The quiet hours I spent playing MMORPGs with my guild kept me sane. That and the constant walks I went on whenever the monotony of remote work set in. I paid my rent in full on...
Yrba's Travels, Pt.11 — Oil To The Flames by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~ Part 11 of a 12-part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to a...
Jun 6, 2010 Fragmented Pieces Book I Spirit Chapter Two A Special Night Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on March 2010. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coincident...
Author's note: This story takes place on the same day as my two other stories, "Getting Ahead" and "Something Afoot." It tells "Something Afoot in Washington" from an alternative perspective. ***** Chip had to make the best impression possible. He just had to. This was his first week interning in the office of Congresswoman McIntire, (District 1-CT). Firs...
This story is intended to be the first part of a fiction series featuring some inhabitants of a far planet named Elien. Life on that planet revolves around Female supremacy in a context of sadomasochism, religious sexuality and lesbianism. Actually, this first part is divided in two subparts. The first is an introduction that sets the scene. Some readers m...