Zelda Stories

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Infinite Scroll

The Roman Gambit Pt. 02

by dtiverson on Apr 13, 2020
Novels and Novellas

FIRST CONTACT We took the Eurostar from St Pancras to Paris Nord. I'd booked Premier class because I wanted the dinner amenities. So, we ate on the train. We got into Paris that evening and took a taxi to the Hotel Lutetia over in the 6th arrondissement. I'd gotten suites for both Mel and me. I wanted my own room to spread out my hacking gear. Mel is tech...

Spanked to Submission: A Novella

by silkstockingslover on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

Spanked to Submission: A Novella Summary: A white boss is dommed by her 18-year-old black female employee. Thanks 1: To the real Annie-girl who inspired this long tale. (Her draft Temp Takes Over was the inspiration for this story) Thanks 2: To all my friends who read this story and gave suggestions (Julia, Julie, Danielle, and Anne.) Thanks 3: To my bri...

Masks That We Wear

by AlexClayton on Oct 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

*** Masquerade! Paper faces on parade. Masquerade!Hide your face so the world will never see you. Masquerade!Every face a different shade.Masquerade!Look around, there's another mask behind you! -"Masquerade", The Phantom of the Opera *** CHAPTER 1: Blackmailed into Slavery "Please, Sir," Mandy said in a shaky voice to the man in the well-tailored sui...

Deconstructing the Professor

by silkstockingslover on Oct 8, 2019
Novels and Novellas

Summary: A proud black MILF is gradually dommed by a racist white coed. WARNING 1: This story includes politically incorrect terms (chief among them the infamous N word, and unlike the term of ironic respect it's used as in my stories about whites submitting to blacks, in this story it's used as it commonly is by racists, as an epithet). If such words or co...

Bait and Switch Retype - Complete

by Dark_Brother on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Dark_Brother, may you rest in peace. Chapter 01 Blue lights. . . A whirring sound. . . I feel a sharp pain in my arm. . . Head is throbbing. . . I can no longer feel my arm. . . Oh no, what have they done with my arm? A pink shadow bends over me. Eyes. . . Such big eyes. . . Sweat sheets down my face as I sit upright in bed, terror filling my mind and tho...