The Trade
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Two days had passed. Ariadne had done her part. Using her magic, she created the Labyrinth of Trade in which the trade negotiators could come and navigate the beautiful garden plant walls that led to the center. It was not a complicated maze for anybody as it was designed for aesthetic purposes. Every flower she could think of lined the plant walls. Pathways made of marble, gemstones, and carvings of the gods lined all around it. It all leads to the apex center that had a marble table that...
Leanne found herself glancing sidelong at such a pair of Ulani, haggling over some trinket or another in their low rough voices and caught the eye of one, the rugged Ulani man eying her over briefly, appraisingly before looking away, seemingly satisfied. He had been eye level, she noted. Which was in impressive feat, given that she was on a horse. The Ulani typically ranged from nine to even ten foot tall and despite their peaceful nature and reputation, put the fear of the gods into her....
Summer of 2016 and what should happen but a miracle seen by me of my good friend while we were taking a day of vacation photoing anything odd or different in Northern Indiana. My friend, names not necessary owed his fun fetish with taking photos of farm animals, and usually when the beast was in some manner of compromising state. We were seated along what was the Baltimore and Ohio railroad mainline crossing through the state of Indiana, me on one side of the ravine where the track lay,, and he...
FantasyThe story is fiction but based on a fantasy my wife and I share. The characters are based on actual people we know. Yes, the names have been changed to protect the innocent. My wife and I have always known our relationship is more than most. More exciting. More intense. And most certainly more inclusive than your average couple. Our relationship is above average for many reasons. My love for her has no boundaries. I live for her happiness and pleasure, and as a man, I realize women last...
Fair TradeByMichele NylonsDavid Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger."You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn't you? 'Don't worry Chelle, it's a back road but it's fine and will cut thirty minutes off our journey.' Which numb-nut told you...
TRADE Part one: Dissorientation The night had begun normally enough; a quiet evening alone with my girlfriend, Vanessa. We inevitably ended making love languidly in the bedroom. She was beatiful, and I smiled at her, looking into her eyes as we moved in unison. We rolled around so that she was on top, her dark and curly hair falling over her face. I took a second to admire her athletic body with its pert tits and well-formed abs. I slid my hands over her smooth, curved hips as she...
David Cashmore sat at the wheel of his Ford Explorer watching a geyser of steam erupting from under the hood; his wife Michelle sat in the passenger seat fuming. He imagined a similar geyser bursting from her ears; she looked at him contemptuously, what he saw in her eyes was beyond anger. “You had to listen to your pals at the sports bar didn’t you? ‘Don’t worry Chelle, it’s a back road but it’s fine and will cut thirty minutes off our journey.’ Which numb-nut told you that? “ Michelle...
A Peak into the Japanese Sex Trade By T. Koenig Introduction It just goes to show how one wild night can open doors. My wild night opened doors to places I'd only fantasized about before. How does a six foot three, ex-hockey player from Canada end up working in stiletto heels as a hostess in Tokyo? A series of coincidences, an excellent sensei and a little natural talent is how. Having been on this wild ride for almost four years now, I feel lucky to have experienced a...
Orzad pulled his tired pony to a halt, muttering a curse under his breath as a whistling shriek echoed down the trail from somewhere up ahead. "Tiger lizard!" He cast a worried glance at his back trail, toward where the King's soldiers were probably still hunting his tracks. "On the prowl, too. Wonder what it's after?" Another whistling scream was answered by the bass honking of a gronch. Orzad guided his nervous pony to the crest of a nearby hill where he could look down on the...
You all know the legal bull crap required at the beginning but here it is anyway, The following story is a complete work of fiction, It is for Adults Only, Do not read if under 21 years old, Do not read if it is illegal to do so where you live, ya-da&hellip,ya-da&hellip,ya-da. Also, this is story about adults having sex with minors, if this offends you, DONT READ IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The Trade Chapter 1 I live on the west coast and am the sole owner of a medium sized electrical supply...
Advertisements of one kind or another were all Lance could see wherever he looked around him. They dominated the supermarket aisles, were suspended above the shelves and plastered all over the store's windows. But how could it ever be different? A man needed help when he went shopping. And at the moment, he was browsing in the pharmaceuticals section where the dominant ads paraded images of infeasibly muscular men and seductively desirable naked women, What Lance was looking for wasn't...
Sandy, as we his friends called him was flying into Africa. The trip planned and looked forward to by Sandy the previous months while attending college. He like his stepfather was a student of science; had another year to go before gaining his bachelor degree in Biology. He was looking forward to three weeks of fun and friendship as he visited his stepfather's new African expedition. Dr. Francis L. Chapman was the only father that Sandy had ever known. His real father had divorced his mother...
FantasySandy, as all his friends called him was flying into Africa; a trip planned and looked forward to these many months back at college. A student of science he was soon to get a degree in Biology. Now though he was looking forward to three weeks of fun and friendship as he visited his Father's new African expedition. Dr. Francis L. Chapman, Sandy’s father, had for the past ten years working on a special project, "The Nunji Tribe and their plant enzyme medicines." As Sandy got off the plane, he...
FantasyDanger, heart wrenching loss, catastrophe, and unforeseen temporal chaos challenge Alex and her away team as they set out to repair some revolutionary glitches perpetrated by Clemson's ignorant and callous 'corrections' to history. Chapter 2 "Colonial Trade" 1303hrs, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania Colony, June 17th, 1779 Independence Hall appeared beside us. I had never been here before; instead, I recognized it from my...
“Those little shits.“ I thought to myself as I saw their costumed silhouettes running into the maze. “They’re probably just playing hide and go seek” said my friend Darren as I vented to him on the back balcony overlooking the maze. My daughter Penny was at the age where she needed supervision but was very independent. She thought she was too cool for us and so were her friends. But a deal is a deal, they were supposed to be in her room by nine. Trying to lighten my mood Darren said, “want...
Once upon a time two brothers were walking in the desert outside the village near where they were born. The older brother Kalik was a strong young man of 14. He was proud to be the head of his family now that his older brothers were off fighting in the war. His little brother, Mustafa, was a spindly 8 years old. His mind was as bright as the desert sun. He could figure things out in a wink which Kalik would never understand in a lifetime. It was a fine, hot morning. The boys were out looking...
Let me preclude this story by saying that we wrote this about a month ago right after the situation happened, and are now posting it because Erin is going to see Brian again for more work this weekend.....My wife Erin loves tattoos. She has a large one on her back but until now nothing more. She’s wanted what’s referred to as a “sleeve” for some time now and decided it was time to get one done by the same fellow who did her back, a great artist named Brian. Brian’s studio is in another city,...
The door bell rings. When I answer he is standing there in black jeans and a t-shirt that hugs his muscular chest and arms. Without a word he goes over to the couch and lowers his jeans. There is no underwear beneath them, just an already hard cock that bounces when it is released. Next he pulls off his shirt and drops down on the couch. Without a word he spreads his legs for me and stares down at his cock over the tattoos on his tight chest and belly. He is tough and hot with his shaved head,...
Gay Male(Thanks to CJ; my partner in crime for Televisions based tales for looking this short story over for me.) I do not own the Characters, J Whedon and WB do - I am just playing with them. Angel: The Trade By Eric The latest premonition attack had left Cordelia weakened again. It was getting more than she could bear. It wasn't only physical pain but the agony of always seeing someone in desperate, mortal danger. Often, Angel and Wesley could save them. Often. Though sometimes they...
Skin Trade By Cal Y. Pygia Sixteen-year-old Jennifer Beale put down her romance novel. The sun was hot. It burned mercilessly, baking her. She wished she'd worn a swimsuit instead of a halter top, a knee-length skirt, bobby sox, and sandals. A two-piece suit or, better yet, a bikini would have exposed her upper legs, her back, and her tummy to the air, allowing the faint, intermittent breeze to cool her. She'd looked forward to reading the last chapter of "Blithe Boys",...
TEXAS TRADE Texas, big Texas, wild west state and one of the few states where cowboy boots go with a suit, it's the state I was going through, easy to get lost in it, how true. Id come into some money from my grandmothers estate, about 50 grand. Part of it went to clear some debts, and the rest I put onto a holiday, a self drive one through the United States. I had the leave and the money, so why not. Id come into Texas through New Mexico, another state where cowboy boots...
Allison groaned slowly on hands and knees as her husband's softening member slipped out from her stretched, dripping pussy. A dribble of cum ran down her thigh as she panted heavily, trying to catch her breath and slow the spinning room. She collapsed, immersing herself into the satin sheets of their bed. She basked in the warmth of her fourth - or was it her fifth? - climax of the night. Travis finished wiping his cock with a tissue from their nightstand. He reached down, and with a...
Japanese Slave Trade. A Story by Tor MalatiChapter OneGeorge was beginning to regret signing on for this voyage. His brother Harry had promised him that this ship was carrying a valuable cargo and that his plan would make them rich. Together with Harry and his two friends, Jim and Andy, they had been secretly searching the vessels cargo holds from stem to stern. The ship had left Canada a month earlier and after picking up their cargo in Tokyo, were now on their way back to Vancouver. Their...
SLAVE TRADE It had been an awful few weeks the boat was so over crowded, there was noroom for anyone hundreds of us packed into this tiny little space no air, nolight, and no sun, hardly ever let on the deck for some exercise. Mid summerand the heat was searing the smell from all the human waste was over poweringbut still we could do nothing I sat in my little corner near the door and watchedpeople die on that journey, die from malnutrition die from heat exhaustionand disease which ran riot...
She begged them to stop the dogs but they only laughed. One of the young men told her that unless she wanted to get bitten she had better pleasure the dogs. Crying she rose up onto her hand and knees and at that time the first dog mounted her. She screamed as the dogs large , long cock was driven deep into her virgin pussy. She opened her mouth to scream and her head was grabbed and forced down onto a dogs cock of a dog that was laying on its back under her face. She was forced to eat dog...
"Mom?" she asked, coming into the living room."Morgan, I don't know what you're about to ask for, but the answer is no.""Come on, Whitney, hear your daughter out," I said, peeking at her.She shot me a dirty look and glanced at Morgan. "What is it, Morgan?"Morgan swallowed. "Mom, this can count as my entire birthday and Christmas presents this year, so may I have $700 for a trip to Paris?""Hell no, Morgan," she objected, shaking her head no. "I'm not made of money, and Spencer and I are saving...
TabooHeather couldn't believe she was standing in the castle keep of the Dragon Mistress. Legends were told of this woman's power. The fear she command was only exceeded by her beauty. Her hair was long and thick, a fiery copper coloured. Her eyes were a commanding bright green, so green it was as though even in human form she couldn't keep the dragon from showing inside her. She sat on a throne and stared at Heather in a way that was both enticing and dismissive. Heather wanted to shuffle her...
"A fair exchange is no robbery." Old proverb. Orzad hauled on the reins of his lathered pony, bringing it to an abrupt halt as a whistling shriek echoed against the valley walls from farther up the trail. "Tiger Lizard!" He gave a worried glance at his back trail where the King's soldiers were hunting for his tracks. "On the prowl, too. Wonder what it's after." His question was quickly answered as another whistling scream was echoed by the bass honking of a gronch. Orzad guided his...
My name’s Chip Campanelli. I’m a retired repair shop supervisor for a major airline. My wife and I invested wisely (her wisdom, my income) and by the time we were 49 years old, I was eligible for a 30 year pension and we had investments worth 2.8 million dollars. Our happy retirement lasted all of eight months before she was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. It was well advanced and she died five months later. At least she got to see London and Paris and Rome and Zurich and Venice. She loved...
Anya kept watch over Uri while I went across the street to tool up. I came back with the 10 mm glock on my hip, the hammerless .38 revolver in one of my jacket pockets, the .410 gauge derringer in pocket of my jeans and a recently acquired switchblade knife on the other side. I bought the knife for fun during a recent trip out of the country. I didn't think that I was going to be having any fun that night, excitement for sure, fun no. I also carried the shotgun cane, since I had to have a...
We were having lunch at the Belga Café near eastern market a couple weeks later when the subject of injecting my balls came up again. "Still up for a trade?" Lindz ask, snagging a mussel from the bowl in front of us and noisily slurping the contents. "Maybe." Things had mellowed some since our night with Anna and I could tell that Lindz was itching to try something new. "It sounds relatively safe," she murmured, breaking off some bread and dipping it in the sauce. "How...
"Come in, there is someone I want you to meet," said Alexandra. It was three days since Catherine's encounter with Rhonda at the restaurant. Once again after collecting her wits she had attempted to ignore her weekly session with Alexandra, so ashamed of her performance at the restaurant that she thought nothing could possibly persuade her to continue this decadence. Yet here she was, not simply in spite of, but mostly because of, the humiliation and erotic spell of subjugation in which...
August 1973, age 18 Helplessness is a truly horrible sensation. Agent Marks’s unvarnished proclamation that our home had been bombed caused Caity and Charlie to start crying and asking questions. Simon and Susan were trying to console Caity, and the Wilsons didn’t understand the significance. I was as shocked and upset as anyone else, but it eventually hit me that I was the only person in the room who could step up and act as parent. “Everyone, quiet! QUIET!” They stopped talking, though...
The time was late in the spring and we were on a late night drivein the countryside watching for all of the new spring animals that wereborn. We spotted a doe that was grazing in the cool grass. My sister and I were on our spring break from college and didn'twant to spend our time in the local bars looking for men. We love natureand watching all the new growth that rises from the dead of winter. As we spotted the new doe, we left the safety of our car to geta closer look when we heard...
I step off the curb and look appraisingly at my house, trying to gauge the reaction that will come from the street. It’s the afternoon of October 31, and I have just put the finishing touches on my “haunted house.” The windows are boarded up, caution tape accents the front porch, a cemetery nestles against the right corner of the house, outdoor speakers blast frightening sounds into the night, a fog machine emits a spooky mist, and strobe lights complete the surreal effect. Suddenly, I feel a...
Ally is currently lying face down on her bed wearing nothing but a t-shirt and a pair of shorts that Dean has pulled down to her ankles. Before attempting to enter her ass he had spread a large portion of Vaseline on the outside and pushed it into her with his large fingers. She had groaned loudly each time they slipped inside her. She already feels exhausted simply from clenching the muscles in her ass tightly for the past ten minutes as he has probed her. On top of the fact that Dean's...
Mike was a chemist and his wife was in sales for a nearby pharmaceutical company. They also had a strong sexual perversion towards young teens, especially Jenna's age. Their love making often involved having Marissa dress up as a young school girl . . . complete with a pleaded skirt, white socks and patent leather shoes, white blouse and pigtails and Mike...
Jack of All Trade by EmileDon't read this if you are underage. This is fantasy, stick to consensual sex._____Jack Harper reclined on the white silk sheets, his bronzed torso rippling beneath the halogen lights. On both his solid pecs, his large dark nipples stood erect in the breeze that wafted through the photographic studio, matching his bulging dicklump in the tight black speedos, that jutted forward from over his large balls thanks to the hidden thick chrome cockring. He raised one arm up...
Several years ago I wrote the story HEELS which told the tale of a man and a magical pair of stiletto heel pumps which allowed the gentleman the ability to change into a fully functional female on a purely elective, part-time bases. Well, as fate would have it, another pair of those rather unique high heels has come into the possession of yet another young man. In a serialized, five part Tales of an Amateur Gynecologist (TAG), I have tried to explore how an avowed heterosexual...
"Hey there little kitten," he said to Anna as he followed her up the steps and stuck his fingers in between her legs from behind . . . cupping her damp twat, "I didn't get a chance to check out this little pussy . . . but I promise I will . . . before the evening is over". Anna closed her eyes as the man manipulated her box . . .wiggling his finger over her clit . . . that still tingled with excitement. "Ok . . . you dirty old man . . . I'll be waiting!" she said turning around and...
"Daddy . . . get with it! We aren't kids anymore. Just leave us alone and we'll play our own games," she protested. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, I see . . . you think you guys are ready for some ADULT games huh?" "Now you're talking," said Brad eager to hear what Mr. Johnson was going to suggest. "Ok . . . anyone have any problems with that?" he asked looking around. On cue, Marissa brought in a new batch of the "special" punch that he had tweaked upstairs and made sure all of the guests...
Trickster By Maskedscribe The way to the witch's hut was gloomy and foreboding. The further she followed the path, and the further the hour went from noon meant that the shadows would grow longer and more sinister. All of the trees that crowded around and blotted out the sky were barren of leaves dark and gnarled looking like scores of claws grasping at the sky. The path snaked though the swamp's pools of stagnant water and fallen logs and eventually...
My phone was ringing. I fished it out of my pocket and checked the number. It was Sophie, my wonderful, amazing, beautiful fiancée. I waited a moment before answering.“Hey, Soph. How are you?” I asked.“Hello, Mr. Grey,” she replied. “I’m fine, thank you. I’m just checking up on how your schedule is coming along?”“Everything is going right to schedule so far, Ms. Dunn. Just this last client to go. I’m parked outside, but he’s not quite ready for me to go in.”“I love you, Wade. So…,...
BisexualI opened my eyes slightly the light was blinding and the heat of the sun quite intense, where was i? Through squinted eyes I could make out a number of figures standing around hold guns, I suddenly became aware that my hands where tied and I was gagged, as I looked around I was not the only one. As my eyes adjusted to the light I could see about fifty other people tied up in the same manner as me, men and women of various ages and in various stages of dress, we have all obviously been...
Before you start…this is quite a long story, but please have patience. Thanks. Cindy’s ice blue eyes stare deep into mine, a rock solid, unflinching gaze. I get the impression she is not going to deliver good news. “Rob, I won’t hold back, you’re a dear friend and I care about you. I think your accounts are a wreck, and your projected figures for the next year do not inspire confidence at all. If I am brutally honest, your business might not even be around for that long anyway.” Talk...
Once upon a time, Jack had been a normal guy, like you or me. Well. Maybe a little more perverse than most. There was always so many beautiful ladies around, and he just wanted to touch them. One day, he woke up different, changed. There was no magic fairy, no voice of god, just the knowledge in his head that he could do as he wished, to anyone he wished. It was there firm in his head, as he got dressed in a simple black sleeveless shirt, with a v-neck and ties, a red vest, and a plain black...
Mind ControlYou wake up in your bed on a friday, thinking you were late for school after checking your alarm, only to remember you had the day off. You hop out of bed hearing a snore from above you, you think: is it a bad thing if I have sort of a hate for my sibling? You always get into fights and arguments about things only to stop because you didn't want to get into any trouble with a teacher or parent. You always slowly stand up and walk to your bathroom to splash some water on yourself to get yourself...
IncestI paused briefly to admire the view of my cock halfway out of the woman's vagina. Her silky secretions coated my shaft, glistening softly in the light of her bedroom."See, this is how it is done." I instructed as I turned to the woman's husband who was standing by me to my left."Yes, I see," the miserable wretch agreed, "but your shaft is so much longer and thicker than mine. It reaches deeper in her.""Mmm,, oh yes it does. It feels wonderful." the woman breathed excitedly.Her face was buried...
A while back me and a friend of mine and his twenty year old girlfriend went to the next town over from ours for a long weekend. We were putting away some drinks in the hotel bar when a couple of older men approached us. My buddy, Mike, and I are twenty five and okay looking guys. Mike's girlfriend, Lisa, is a super hot twenty year old blonde, 100 lbs., nice "C" cup tits, about five foot tall. A petite thing that looks like she is ready to fuck. These men I am going to guess are in their...
Before you start...this is quite a long story, but please have patience. Thanks. Cindy’s ice blue eyes stare deep into mine, a rock solid, unflinching gaze. I get the impression she is not going to deliver good news. “Rob, I won’t hold back, you’re a dear friend and I care about you. I think your accounts are a wreck, and your projected figures for the next year do not inspire confidence at all. If I am brutally honest, your business might not even be around for that long anyway.” Talk about...
Group SexI opened my eyes slightly the light was blinding and the heat of the sun quite intense, where was i? Through squinted eyes I could make out a number of figures standing around hold guns, I suddenly became aware that my hands where tied and I was gagged, as I looked around I was not the only one. As my eyes adjusted to the light I could see about fifty other people tied up in the same manner as me, men and women of various ages and in various stages of dress, we have all obviously been...
BisexualWe often visited the sauna where my wife and I would occasionally indulge in threesomes. My wife Cathy is a petite brunet. She is only 19 and although she had a very limited sex life before we married she has certainly made up for it since. She prefers men who are well mannered and she can't abide rowdy types and bad language. Knowing this about her made what happened the other night, such a shock. We were alone in the Jacuzzi at the sauna, when we could hear some loud-mouthed men in the next...
I read a new story called "Brand New Whores" a couple weeks ago. It was written by Softly. If you haven't found and read it, do so. I think you can enjoy this story without it, but reading it would make it more understandable. Briefly, a plant closes in a small North Carolina town, throwing everyone in town out of work. One family, Dad, Mom, their three daughters and their husbands, and the mother of one of the husbands are all out of work. They decide to start their own business, so they...
I came out of the shower and looked at myself critically in the mirror. I was 29 years old, typically Jewish, though perhaps I could pass for Italian or Spanish extraction with my black hair, brown eyes, and sharp facial features. 5' 4". My breasts sagged a bit, no longer the pert tits they had been 10 years ago. I had a nice waist even though the hips spread a little too much. I turned to the side and looked at my ass. Still nice, I though, if a bit broader than it had once been. Everything...
Wednesday was my first full day on patrol, and pretty much went like Tuesday afternoon. Since the shift started at 0800, the graveyard shift patrolled the school zones in the morning. Otherwise, I was routed back over towards East Matucket, with Jerry pointing out various places to keep an eye out for. Some of it was amusing, such as when he pointed out a couple of popular places where high school students were likely to take their dates Friday and Saturday nights. “How hard do we come down...
I wrote all that and a lot more down, before I left his car. His car was actually my old minivan, which was actually Jen's old minivan. We might have gotten the only dependable Chrysler ever made, but it had been a good van. Lucas dropped me at the office a little after noon. I had in fact ridden with him to serve a few papers. It wasn't fun, but the conversation had been. Process servers have stories just like the cops, and the EMT personnel. Swapping stories about the mooches was like...
“Hand over the dark attribute’s essence and you will be let go!” A voice from Zax’s rear shouted. Ignoring the quickly approaching Martial Mortal, Zax immersed himself in converging kinetic energy to Kinetic Force and drilling faster. There were currently around fifty persistent experts on his tail. Five of which were Gong Vreil, Kirik and the other three who collaborated with him for the dark attribute’s essence. Another four, and at the lead, were four Martial Mortals. Pushing his...
“I still can’t believe my magic box opened for you?” I said, to Sable. “I’m as surprised as you are, daddy. I just told the box we needed to charge the crystals to help you, and it opened for me,” he replied. “You are probably the only person it would open for too, son,” I said. “My entity likes you for some obscure reason.” Sable chuckled, “It loves you, dad. I think you frightened it when you collapsed. So it was willing to trust me so Trixi and I could help you.” I looked around the...