Author’s note: None of the places or characters in this story actually exist, and all characters are canonically eighteen years old or older at the time of depicted events. Although obviously, if you prefer to imagine otherwise within the confines of your own mind, who am I to try to stop you? It isn’t exactly … Read more
It had been tough after Tim left me and looking back I can see that I had turned into a real Nazi Mom. My girls were having a hard time coping with their Dad suddenly out of their lives and I was on their case over every little thing- some bigger things too but this … Read more
Evan moved silently through the dark corridor of the old house. He was following a rumor that a beautiful woman was being held prisoner here. He lived for adventure and conquest of women. Willing or not he had bed many a beautiful girl. If a woman was being held here surely she would be …grateful? … Read more
It seemed like it would be another typical Friday night. Instead of going out, we had decided to have some friends over for dinner and socialising, followed by possibly going out dancing. Early in the afternoon, my two female friends called to say that they were not feeling well, and would not be able to … Read more
Julia’s eyes slowly open. The first thing she usually sees when she wakes up is her tiny desk, with a barely functioning laptop on it. The view was vastly different now. Everything was so clean, the colors of the bedroom, a calming cream and a warm purple, made for beautiful scenery. The sunrays were greeting … Read more
Less than two hours later in the early afternoon I am at her door. As she opens the door my first impressions, always important, are June is a knockout. Dressed in stilettos, a tight, well fitting two-piece black leather outfit, slacks and a jacket with the zip undone enough to show an exciting amount of … Read more
My name is Heather. I am 31 years old, slim, and have dark hair. I work at Park Lane College, where I have worked for my current manager, Peter, for three years. Peter is a senior manager at the college, and I think he is very good-looking and has a powerful body. He works out … Read more
DISCLAIMER: I’D ADVISE READING CHAPTER ONE-FIVE AHEAD OF THIS. Chapter 6 Discipline “WAKE UP! SLUT!” I ordered. “Yesh… Mashter…” my Hot! As! Fuck! Sister Kelly answered groggily as her eyes fluttered open. She was sitting up in bed next to me, naked, her wrist tied behind her to the headboard. Her ankles were also bent … Read more
It was a long day having to deal with the paperwork, post lab explosion, and the number of clones that were destroyed in that mess were all but recognizable. Clif always hated this part. Report the incident, who was responsible for what, did they retrieve the intel, blah blah blah. Yuen on the other hand … Read more
When Harold had removed himself from the muffin’s prostrate form, Bill released the sobbing teen from her bondage, allowed her to shake some feeling back into her limbs, attached her wrist cuffs together behind her back, and frog marched her across the little clearing to the other wooden shack. Inside was a homemade saw horse … Read more
“Well, what do you think of the place?” Halle asks, her long black tail swaying back and forth as it does when I know she’s nervous. I look around the room, taking in the dust and moth-eaten furniture that has filled every room we’d seen. The mansion has been abandoned for a long time and … Read more
The lantern swayed lazily overhead, casting light over wood-grain and flesh. The captain’s cabin was warm, but not from the air. There was a heat in the space now, heavy and heady. It pulsed in time with every breath she took. Ysábella knelt on the rug near the mahogany desk, naked save for the collar … Read more
Stepping out of my own body always feels strange at first. The feeling of weightlessness I get is unlike anything else, almost like floating in water but not. My ethereal body floats over my physical one, looking like it’s asleep on my bed. I begin moving, floating, over to the nearest wall, passing through it … Read more
A Phone Call. My phone rang, I reached an arm out from under the bed clothes and answered it, “Neil Barker is not here and if you want a Taxi you can sod off” I announced sleepily trying to imitate an answer-phone, expecting the call to be from Harry asking me to do a Taxi … Read more
taryn’s laying asleep in the bed and doesn’t hear the stranger cross the room to her bedside. He stands there looking down at her, she’s wearing pyjama’s and is laying on her side facing away from him her knees drawn up towards her chest almost in a foetal position. The light from the hallway casts … Read more
“Miss Sophie, please…” the blonde handmaiden pleaded with a whimper, her pretty blue eyes misting with tears as her face blushed with an all-to-familiar sense of shame. The light of dawn poured through the open curtains, painting Sophie’s skin in golden highlights as she sat naked on the edge of the bed. The cute redhead … Read more
The Invitation Carah found the envelope on her windowsill just before sunrise. It hadn’t been there the night before. She was sure of it. She’d closed the window tight and drawn the curtain as always. But now the black envelope rested against the glass, untouched by dew, sealed with a wax mark shaped like a … Read more
The world outside was a canvas of stark contrasts. The blackness of night had just begun to retreat, allowing the faintest smudges of pink to kiss the sky. Inside, the house remained shrouded in a comforting embrace of darkness, save for the occasional flicker of candlelight that had survived the night’s power outage. Aria stirred … Read more
Rommel watched her from afar. She was such a pixie, so innocent and all his. He thought of her grandfather, his life long tutor and how he had entrusted her care to him. He remembered well. Rommel had watched her grow up, fall down, lose teeth and at last begin to bloom. Now he watched … Read more
Mrs. Amber was not her real last name but it was long and full of weird tongue twisting words. Mrs. Sprakkur-Tikdrusla does not roll off the tongue. So she uses her first name. There is something even more powerful using it. Gives her more control as she uses our last name. Twenty seven minutes late. … Read more
