I awoke early in the morning. Birdsong drifted in through the open window. Yawning I got up, stretched myself and made my way to the small kitchen. Coffee before shower, before getting fucked. I had adapted to his schedule, developed a routine. In the mornings about nine he would come and get me. One of … Read more
The Prophecy Ch. 2 This is the continuation of the previous chapter, please read to fill in any blanks. I appreciate the feedback and apologize for previous and any future grammatical errors. This story contains fantasy/magic within it and is the start of more interesting magical twists to come. If you’re not interested in the … Read more
“I think that just about does it.” I confidently stated as I inspected my work. I prodded the wooden frame staring down at me and nodded. “Yup, we’re good. I think the mattress can go back on now.” “Are you sure?” Molly asked me, arms close to her chest in hesitation. I rolled my eyes, … Read more
Author’s Note & Disclaimer: This is the first chapter of a new multi-chapter story. This story contains graphic depictions of non-consensual sex and mind control and is intended to be read only by adults of legal age in legal contexts. All characters depicted are over 18, and all events and people described are entirely fictional. … Read more
Gray Jedi Ch. 10 “Serra, what’s our status?” Malik asked. “Just broke through the atmosphere, but Imperial fighters are hot on our tail.” “Rex, let’s man the guns,” Malik said. “Better idea: Rex and Laranth. I need you here, Malik,” Serra replied. “Good call, that girl’s a sure-shot.” “I’ll fetch her,” Rex said, jogging out … Read more
Prologue Day 0, Friday I shivered. Since yesterday the air hadn’t gained any new warmth again. Before I opened the red door, I took a last look at the evening sky. It was dark-blue, streaked by cotton-like strings, clouds reflecting the city lights, which were all that hindered the city from sinking in absolute darkness. … Read more
“We’re not angry with you,” my mother said, giving me a slight smile, “we’re just disappointed, Bess.” “Disappointed?” I groaned. “That’s it? Disappointed?” I glanced at my father’s car, the front end crumbled, radiator fluid forming a larger and larger puddle. I pushed up my glasses and then rubbed at the back of my neck. … Read more
The next morning I awoke to the smell of bacon a eggs. I layed there for a moment thinking about everything that had happened last night. Just as my cock started to stiffen I saw the door open and my mom walked in carrying a tray. She walked up to the bed, got on her … Read more
This is a story I wrote a few years back. It about a woman who is addicted to pain and knows that it can destroy her, but still seeks the blissful “golden cocoon” that lies on the other side of the pain and humiliation. Her addiction controls her, but she finds help from an unexpected … Read more
I kept experimenting over the following week or so, having lots of sex, with both boys and girls, but picking my partners carefully. I knew how badly it could end, so I made sure I was in charge of everything, and none of them made a move unless I knew about it. I think my … Read more
I was in my room on the computer, bored, and surfing for some new porn to hold my interest for a little while. I was already packed and waiting for my sister Abby to finish packing so me and my dad could finish loading our families stuff for our vacation at the lake house that … Read more
Warrick heard a knocking at the front door. He cracked his eyes open and squinted into the morning sunlight. It was Saturday, and he had some idea of who could possibly be coming over so early, but he didn’t delight in the commotion she was likely to bring, so he groaned and turned over. The … Read more
Marsha was happily married. Earl was a good husband and an excellent father. Financially, they were more than comfortable in their lives together. They weren’t the one percent, but they were in the top ten. And yet, Marsha was not content. There was something missing. And it was missing in their sex life. Earl was…. … Read more
It was Sunday night. I was watching Sunday Night Football not really paying attention to the game as I kept thinking about Monday. Tomorrow would be the start of a whole new career for me, a real big throw of the dice. I made sure my best suit had come back from the dry cleaners. … Read more
WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in … Read more
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, and all names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. No characters are under the age of 18. Part 1 It was quiet, … Read more
I’d been watching her for weeks, keeping track of her routine. She was such a creature of habit. I quickly came to know what time she rose in the morning and how long it took her to shower. I knew that she’d usually skip breakfast during the week, but on weekends she’d have a well … Read more
[b]Around the Block part 2: Innocent[/b] “You want me to take off my swim trunks? Why??” I was extremely confused. Maggie just rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. She still stood about calf deep in the pond, Liza just looking at the two of us wondering what was going on. “Sex education was about … Read more
“Dr. Rita is waiting for you in her office,” the Hispanic nurse said. She had a nametag that read Pita pinned to her lilac scrub top, a bright smile on her face. “Just this way.” “Lead on,” I said, masking my yawn. I needed to be perky and energetic despite the early hour. The sun … Read more
Life was hard. I was 18 and out in the world by myself. My home life was not a pleasant situation. My Dad beat my Mom and if I happened to get in the way, he’d pound me to a pulp. I left home when I was 14. I wanted to stay and help my … Read more
