Describes the night that Siobhan "remembers" in A Quiet Night At Home II: [quote] "...she'd drunk lots of water, and tried to avoid peeing. She ended up having to go to the toilet just before she went to bed, though, but managed to stop mid-flow, and still took a big bottle of water to bed with her. Once she'd finished this, she'd grabbed her pillow, and...
All content copyright 2012 Ted Szabo This is part 8 of a longer work, "Brick House." The two chapters included here—9 and 10-- have minimal erotic content. They are provided for the convenience of readers interested in the larger story. * "Your turn." John, one of my next-door neighbors, completed his move quickly, pushing a pile of cardboard chits toward...
Written in collaboration by jes_da_man & LittleOne Saturday, October 20, 2001 - 10:59pm --------------------------- Darkness... punctuated occasionally by the flashes from a distant thunderstorm, is folded over your eyes like a heavy layer of black velvet, and just as a lover's hand would, the humid night air caresses your face, and you can smell the sto...
In the confines of my cage, i lost even more track of time than i did at home ... and yes, it did strike me that i had already come to think of Mistress's house as my home. There were no clocks; the lights were raised or lowered without warning, but never too bright or completely dark; i was fed at what appeared regular intervals (the food was bland, nearly...
And so we continued. Each morning, on her way to class, Anne would stop by my house and pose naked on my dining room table while I sat in front of her and casually ate my breakfast. I had borrowed a yoga book from the college library and over the course of the next few weeks we worked our way through all the main yoga postures – well at least those which aff...
The sound of high heels falling on the dirty cracked sidewalk echoed off the dilapidated brick walls of the nearby buildings. A lonely petite figure strode briskly down the dimly lit and surprisingly empty back street of the city's light industrial area. Pausing at an intersection, the pale light of the nearby lamp post revealed an Asian woman whose name was...
Needle and his fellow captives were packed together, suffering and sweating and choking on the heat together. Needle was lucky he was so thin, unlike the laborer slaves. He could squeeze into these smaller areas easier. Still, he didn't like how many people were breathing on him all at once. If just one of them was sick, then they all would be ill, and the O...
"Sculpt Now" A Rick Grimes Fanfiction Rick's plan to threaten the Scavengers into joining his side in the fight what the Saviors had failed. Jadis declined Rick's offer and took him prisoner. Rick was loaded into a large shipping container and immediately stripped down to his boxers. The doors were locked tight. Drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, R...
Warning: This chapter has scenes with violence and cruelty. This story also contains derogatory comments to portray the state of mind of the master. They do not reflect the opinion of the author. * Snuggling into the soft pillows, Laresa sighed. She had been around humans for a long time now, so she noticed the passage of time even if it didn't affect her...
Chapter Two: My Hand Slipped I stretched luxuriously and sank onto the twin bed in my dormitory as my Sunday evening drew to a close. I had had a full week of classes and meetings the previous week, and the coming week appeared to be no less busy. I had been at Sweltings for two months now, and I was still grateful for the first-rate education I was receivi...