This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. Reproduction without the expressed approval of the writer and owner of the story is prohibited. Be advised, this is a story about a cuckold couple told from the point of view of their bull. As some of you know of my stories, it is not conventional to the genre. I push boundaries and question everything a...
Thank you for your interest in reading this second chapter of Going Under. I would suggest that if you are unfamiliar with this story, you might like to read the first chapter before enjoying this one, as it will add significantly to the character development. However, if you would prefer not to, please enjoy this installment, this as I'm confident that you...
"So we might be having a guest next month," she said casually, under the circumstances. "Actually a new friend who I think will be a fun visitor. No one has stayed in the casita for weeks." "And someone who is not a family member, for months," I said In the spirit of the conversation, if not the moment,. " Will you tell me more about this 'new friend,' or d...
Stephanie awoke as David gently shook her shoulder. She blinked as the blazing sunlight streaming into the room dazzled her and automatically tried to raise her hand to her eyes to shade them, only to be brought short by her restraints. David took pity on her and moved so that his body blocked the glare. "How are you feeling?" he asked. Stephanie took a mo...
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Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Author's note: This story takes place after Season 7, but deviates from canon after that. ***** Sansa Stark was barely through the door of her bedchamber when she was forcefully turned around and pulled into a rough bruising kiss. For a horrible second she...
Author's note - Hi everyone! I hope you all enjoy my latest story. I love hearing feedback and knowing what you all think of my stories, so don't be shy! Have fun :) *********** I checked my watch, making sure it was exactly 7 o'clock before knocking on the room door. I had been pacing down the corridor for the past five minutes wanting to be exactly on t...
You walk into my office, take a seat across the desk from me, and lay down a key on the wooden surface in front of me. You're breathing through your nose as your mouth is blocked up by a black, leather muzzle gag - the key fits the padlock that holds the gag in place. You've placed your hands flat on the table in front of you. Your silky, dark hair hangs to...
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