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My goddess Jenna

Jenna was always bossy, but since moving back home, she’s been a tyrant. For the last four years, since she’d been at college, I was made only to serve her on summer vacation, as well as spring break, Christmas, and usually thanksgiving. She’d also usually appear on her birthday. I remember the countless foot massages and full body massages. I remember all the hours spent at her house (she lives next door) being her footstool while she binge watched tv shows. All the blowjobs I had given her...

Still one of the boys Part 1

7.30 a.m. Shania Twain's voice in "That don't impress me much" pulled Michael off whatever he was dreaming.It sounded like a great idea when he set one of his favorite songs ever as his alarm ringtone, at first, but now he wasn't that sure.No one really likes to interrupt their dream, especially with a max-volumed song. That's barbaric and no song in the world will heal that sensation, especially the most loved ones.Cause you're going to end up hating it.This time was no different, though he...

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Who Am I Part 1

Authors note: I wasn't really planning on writing more stories after my last one but this idea kept bubbling around in my head. It's not the most original take on a TG story but I do hope you enjoy it! Who am I? I smiled as I straightened his tie and smoothed it down with one hand, making sure it was tucked into his suit jacket. I took a step back and smiled. "You know I'm so lucky to have such a handsome husband," I said, "but you really should know how to put a tie on straight...

Clara s Mind Controlling Tweets Chapter 13 Schoolgirl Becomes a Camwhore

Chapter Thirteen: Schoolgirl Becomes a Camwhore By mypenname3000 Commissioned by n1one Copyright 2021 Clara hated the dean at my college. He was just the worst. And he deserved to have perverted rumors about him. Rumors that would destroy his career. He did nothing for Clara when she reported the bullying to him. Nothing. But now that her tweets were believed like gospel and everyone played along, like how everyone now claimed those smart girls had become bimbo sluts and were only...

Clara s Mind Controlling Tweets Chapter 14 Tutoring the Fertile Sluts

Chapter Fourteen: Tutoring the Fertile Sluts By mypenname3000 Commissioned by n1one Copyright 2021 There were three sluts Clara was really interested in getting back at. Clara had such a crush on their instructor, Chase. He was a senior who tutored the trio. They all wanted him like the sluts they were while pretending not to be whores. Could Clara join? No! They bullied her. Drove her away. It had been the last straw that had banished Clara to exile. Now it was time to get back at them....

A Bet to Lose Chapter 25

What Zoe noticed the most on Friday morning wasn't Leslie's improving numbers but her improving mood. Over the past few days, she'd grown livelier, peppier, not quite excitable but getting there, a lot like a cheerleader in certain ways, which Zoe found amusing since everyone in the Squad but her had on Team Leslie uniforms. She had every reason to be happy: she was finally getting out of the hospital, the treatment appeared to be starting to work, and her parents had sensibly decided...

The Perv Veronica s Bimbofication Story

Veronica loved the gym. After a long day as an ER nurse it was her sweet release after a tough day. She loved the brain chemical high she got from running on the treadmill. Veronica looked up at the news reports on the Gym’s TV. As usual it was always about the mysterious man “The Perv”. A man that apparently possessed the powers to change and alter women. Morphing their bodies into bimbofied versions of themselves, installing a fake personality to run their new body, and locking away the...

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The ethics of this shit

There’s a difference between things that are morally wrong and art depicting things that are morally wrong. No-one thinks Picasso’s Guernica is evil, even though the event it depicts is one of the most infamous in human history. Children’s cartoons routinely portray sectarian violence as a normal and healthy solution to social problems, usually implicitly justifying it by having the ‘bad guys’ force it on the ‘good guys’ as a ‘last resort’. Series like Breaking Bad and Rick and Morty follow...

The Teacher s Pet

Miss Cole was a twenty-four-year-old night school teacher in Houston, Texas. She had long blonde hair and hazel green eyes. She was tall and wore tight jeans and low-cut tops. Many of the adults in her night school class thought that she was very sexy. Every man in class wanted to ask her out, and every woman was jealous of the attention she got from the men.One day Miss Cole held Riley, one of her more talkative students after class for some feedback. Riley was in her third year of night...

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My name is Ian and I am 43 years old. I don’t want to describe myself in too much detail because you probably don’t care about that but just to give a quick de***********ion so I’m not just a faceless dick. I’m white,6’2 with brown hair and I like to keep a bit of stubble because I hate being clean shaven but also don’t like a heavy beard. I was very good looking in my younger year and especially with my body that I kept in a very ripped but after my wife and kids I sorta let it go but I am...

Love is a Drug Part 2

Chapter Three. They called me Arthur. Nobody knew any different. If you give a pair of exhausted parents the child they've just had together and point to its penis why wouldn't they go with the biology and say, 'boy'. Only I wasn't. By age eight I had developed such an all-pervading sense of internal girl that I couldn't hold it in any longer. Dad, going through his own struggles with divorce and allowing himself to fall in love with a man, told me I could be who I wanted to be...

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My name is Ian and I am 43 years old. I don’t want to describe myself in too much detail because you probably don’t care about that but just to give a quick de***********ion so I’m not just a faceless dick. I’m white,6’2 with brown hair and I like to keep a bit of stubble because I hate being clean shaven but also don’t like a heavy beard. I was very good looking in my younger year and especially with my body that I kept in a very ripped but after my wife and kids I sorta let it go but I am...

Backstage Pass 1 The Discovery

It was a simple sign in the woods, “Backstage Pass”. I had cycled to the end of a woodland trail, an old rail bed, and found a gate blocking the trail, presumably erected there by a property owner jealous of his privacy. The gate was flanked by barbed wire fencing that stretched away into the mixed hardwood bush on both sides as far as the eye could see. However, off to the right of the gate, nailed to a sapling, was the sign: “Backstage Pass”. Intriguing. Mysterious. Beside the sapling...

Prequel

© Copyright 2003 Not long after leaving school, in 1972, I was playing in a band called, 'Swipe.' We played what we called 'Progressive Rock' but what our critics called, 'a horrible noise.' In the summer, from December here in this hemisphere, we gathered a bit of work peaking in March when the Universities opened. By the end of that month work died away to nothing as winter approached. So to get us through until the next gig, we all took on temporary jobs. The Labour...

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She lived for these moments, naked in the black night, little pinches from the twigs, stones and roughness of the ground, sweating even in the cold, her pussy tingling. One with nature, the orgasmic execution she had carefully planned a certainty now that she had gotten past the outer perimeter of the elaborate security system. All her senses were at peak level, and the area within fifty yards of her reverberated as its sounds let her monitor the small animals, one owl, and she thought a...

Venezuelan College Student With Two Blonde Danish Slaves

FRIDAY - TWO DAYS BEFORE HYPNOTISM "Can you stop touching my breast? It is getting annoying now" Tina told her boyfriend Jose off. Jose automatically let his hand go off her right breast, as his hand was around her shoulder. "Don't be like that. You're supposed to be my girlfriend!" Jose protested to Tina. The couple were walking around university campus. They were both foreign students studying in a Bristol College, in West of England. "We're in a public place!" Tina reminded...

Wesleyan Partners

1982 Most of my classmates went to some big-name place like Ohio State, but Wesleyan was the school for me, and Byler Hall was definitely where to live. We girls did stuff together, made popcorn, bought a six-pack one time, even. People who think that nothing happens at Wesleyan can think that all they want. Two years in, though, and now I’d have to get serious about my coursework. A degree in English isn’t just the fun stuff -- Postmodernism in Liberation Fiction being totally awesome -- but...

Bountyville

Standing behind her lectern at Featherview University, Dr. Bella Ramble was nothing if not impressive. Her eyes were dark violet--nearly black--and they perfectly complimented her shoulder-length black hair and bangs. Over six feet tall in the spike-heeled pumps she favored, she seldom smiled, but she knew she had the face of an angel, and the figure of a goddess. That bothered her in younger days--since she generally despised men-- but since then, she had learned how to use her beauty as a...

One School Day

She shouldn’t really have been teaching us. We were a boy’s school in 1971, we were 6th formers, 17 and 18 year olds; so the student teacher was only 5 or so years older than we were. And she was a looker. A distinct distraction from the lesson, especially if the theoretical aspects of biology didn’t hold much interest. On the other hand she had done Environmental Science and our two teachers were a microbiologist from sometime before Hooke invented the microscope and a biochemist who thought...

Just Another Day Making Porn

Martin rang the doorbell, then bounced up and down on his heels, expending a little nervous pre-show energy. "Hey man," said a photographer's assistant he recognized, a shaggy dude named Denny or Danny or something, as he opened the door. "Come on in. Nice place, huh?" It was nice, but they didn't make ugly houses in Malibu, just like they didn't make ugly people. It was one of the wonders of the business, he thought, that perfectly respectable citizens were happy to turn a house like...

Cured for Christmas

1 - Miami Beach, Florida, 7:30 pm, Monday November 21st 2011 "SIT," dad ordered as both Paloma and I started to get up from the dinner table. I looked resignedly over at my sister as we both slid back down into our seats. We both had recognized his tone. "Your mother and I want to have a talk with you," dad added unnecessarily. "I'm pretty busy dad ... studying ... I've really got to get going," I protested as I again pushed my chair back from the dining room table. "Me too daddy,...

Backstage Pass

No, this story is not about groupie plaster casters at a glam rock concert getting the cock and balls in plaster of a rock star they fucked. Nor is it about going backstage at a theatrical performance of a highly sexual play, although elements of such drama are in this story. It was a simple sign in the woods, ?Backstage Pass?. I had cycled to the end of a woodland trail, an old rail bed, and found a gate blocking the trail, presumably erected there by a property owner jealous of his privacy....

Wish List

WALTER’S STORY It started out as a list of things I was interested in. Most guys topped their list with the word SPORTS and then added under that the types of sports in order of preference. Well I’m not at all a sports fan. I like to know who won the Super Bowl in case it comes up in conversation but that’s about it. My list started with sex. Under that, I began to list the types of sex I liked in order of preference. You should try it sometime. It’s way more difficult than it sounds! After...

Examination of a NAG

Sometimes Kate Harridan thought Milly was the cause of her headaches, the way her administrative assistant went on and on, urging her boss to see a doctor about the trivial ailment. Milly ought to have been working for Kate long enough to know by now she always got headaches when she was under stress. And Lord knows she had cause enough for stress. Just moving the headquarters of NAG (National Association of Grrls), the organization Kate had founded, from San Francisco to Washington was...

The World s First Futa futa s Wild PresidencyChapter 4 Futa rsquo s First Sensual Contest

April 17th, 2047 “For the next year or so, you had a good string of diplomatic success,” Adelia said as we neared the end of our interview on my life. As much fun as it was to talk about my life on my forty-eighth birthday, I was eager to finish this last segment. I needed a break. But I still had to be positive and sexy, to let the world see me answer her questions without showing my fatigue. I had to be in control, presidential. “Yes, yes, the Dubai Accords were a smashing success, and I...

My Wicked WaysChapter 71

Temporary Chancellery, Mead, Washington 0600 hours local time, 29 October, 2014 “The various tribes of Arizona and New Mexico are much stronger than elsewhere now, and fully control everything inside their reservation borders, plus have added considerable territory by annexing nearby towns. Many folks have found themselves under tribal rule for the first time in their lives, including many in Colorado City, the former FLDS hub in Arizona. “To secure their position, the Navajo Nation in...

BimbotechChapter 7 Bimbo Pussy Suppository

Delilah Murphy, Senator of the Great State of Indiana I shivered when I walked out of the nasty, disgusting trailer with Natasha. The implications of what I had just done struck me. I had bought a human being. I paid $10,000 up front with the promise of another $10,000 for the busty, brunette bimbo beside me, a huge, ecstatic grin on her face. “I’m a lesbian now!” she shouted out to the trailer park. It was a rundown, white-trash neighborhood, two streets of overgrown lawn, rusting cars,...

Betting On My FamilyChapter 17 Throbbing Pink Jesus

At first, Sylvia had been almost intimidated by it. She knew that there was such a thing as “too big” and Drew’s cervix pounder of a penis fit cosily into that category. When she wrapped her palms around the base, her fingertips wouldn’t even touch and she could fit both hands around it lengthwise and still have another inch at the end to suck. It was the biggest beef missile she’d ever seen on a white man. It was too fucking big. But if cam shows taught her nothing else, it taught her that...

Busom Buds

Inspired by lewd and sneaky observation An office block canteen, Slough UK “Here Glad, your nipples as big as mine and Aggie’s?” giggled forty eight year Dawn Sinking, hoisting up her 48DD tits, reading a four page leaflet. “No way, course not,” Gladys Dunnfor primly giggled, smoothing her hands down over her sunken seventy year old breasts, having lightly perused then discarded the same leaflet. “What the fuck is this survey all about anyway Miss Sturgeon?” chuckled Aggie Bestofem, knowing...

To Murder and CreateChapter 9

Friday evening we went to an excruciating academic dinner party. Saturday morning I was just settling down with Mrs. Behn when a small boy dragging a towel informed me that his mom said he could come over here. The children played a bit, Ann proposed an "eat whatever you want out of the fridge" luncheon, and soon thereafter we were off to La Jolla Shores. Hilda and Eric (the boy) fought over the Styrofoam surfboard and a group of idiots flinging sand at one another managed to impregnate...

Unwanted HouseguestChapter 3 Sex on the Beach

David and Beth finally stumbled out of bed around noon on New Years Day. Beth had managed to get a few hours sleep since climbing into bed at dawn, but most of the time she had spent tossing and turning from sexual frustration. David was getting out of bed, when Beth jumped up and raced him to the bathroom. Her husband had noticed his brothers dried sperm on her chin, luckily he thought it was drool, and she wanted to wipe it off before he got a better look at her face. Her chin was caked...

Feminist SororityChapter 11

Life at the sorority had become tense. The campus life Yellow had become accustomed to fell apart around her. Despite Amy’s best efforts, the donors had abandoned the sorority. Without their large influxes of funding, many of the facilities had to be closed down. The library filled with books espousing their brand of feminism closed down, preventing young women from benefiting from the knowledge. Recruiting new members for the sorority was on pause as they trained the current batch. Even the...

White Extinction InfiltrationChapter 2

African Anthropology, African Studies, and Black Philosophy had become some of the most common degrees for white females by 2018. The wave of multiculturalism led to many of them instinctively allying themselves with the progressive politics of the time favoring disenfranchised minorities. White guilt swept over them getting them in the door as they opened their minds and ideas to increasingly more extreme philosophies. White people brought slavery. White people brought colonialism. White...

How Does Your Garden Grow Chapter 2

The pizza got a bit cold while David ravished Denise, but neither of them minded, nor Andrea when they emerged, both clothed, having taken a shower after the first round of sex, of course. From the satisfied look on her niece’s face, Andrea knew that her husband had done her proud, in fact. He had made it so pleasurable for Denise on her first time that she wouldn’t want to give it up ever. The possessive way that David patted Denise’s butt was telling as well, as he used to do that to Andrea...

Feminist SororityChapter 12

The play & recreation wing of the sorority had been packed full of chattering sorority girls. Worried expressions and stress filled the room. Amy had called a general meeting for every member of the sorority, even pledges were included. The rumors that had swirled around the sorority for weeks were finally being addressed. Amy stood on a stage with Mrs. Turner, flanked by Brandon and Jason. Amy adjusted the microphone, tapping it to get the attention of the worried girls. “Everyone,...

Swimming in the Jury PoolChapter 6

The haunting refrain of the old standard tune of “Misty” ran through Ralph’s brain like Irish pennants demanding swift attention. His earlier daydreams of mauling her tempting hindquarters were consummated with telling accuracy. The clerk of court had confessed to him that she was not a “local” girl but a transplant from New York City. Her sincerity almost made him laugh because he had known that obvious fact from the first moment she opened her mouth. When she had blasted the jury pool with...

Feminist HighschoolChapter 3

The first week of school passed in a haze of fists and rumors. Nobody stood up for him. Nobody said anything, not even the teachers. Dan didn’t fault the students for their cowardice. After all, they had just watched Dan get handled after his first attempt to be the hero. On the bright side, he had properly isolated himself from the social scene. It allowed him to wander the school and find a place for himself to get a break from Jax’s beatings. There in an unused music room, the...

Thesis Topic 23Chapter 4

Lillian checked once more the paper sheet with the address that Megan gave her. This was definitely the place. Lillian looked at the elegant glass building in front of her. She felt intimidated. She knew that Megan was an event organizer for a marketing firm, but she didn't know that her office was on the business district and that it would be so upscale. She had expected that Megan worked for a more informal firm, after all she had been a porn model. Lillian approached the building door...

Feminist HighschoolChapter 6

In the old music room, all members of their insurgency against the bullies were gathered. Some stood, some sat on the couch or chairs, and others leaned on the wall by the window. This meeting was crucial. After watching the bullies for two weeks they finally had enough information to start making real plans. Dan knew he should stand to address the others, but his entire body ached from all the fucking he had done during the past two weeks. Mia had gotten him in as a cheerboy, and without...

AfterglowChapter 9 Your Honor

I felt a bit giddy the next morning. Jacqueline spotted me coming into the office and rushed over to chat with me. We talked a little about Felicity and Rose. She asked if I had any update, but I hadn’t heard from Felicity since the night before. Then Jackie smiled wickedly at me. “Someone got laid last night.” “You know,” I began, pouring milk into my coffee, “I always hated that expression.” “Whatever.” She rolled her eyes. “Things are good with the artist?” I couldn’t help the...

The Goldbergs Control Anyone Get A Head Chapter 3

FLASHFORWARD: Later the next day after school in the Goldberg Living Room – as told by Adam Goldberg It was 1980 something, and I was knee-deep in a science experiment based on lust, power, and perversion. I was answering the age-old question: Can you trust the products sold exclusively in ads in the back of a Penthouse Magazine? I was sitting on the couch in my living room with my brother Barry and Dave Kim. The JTP (Jenkintown posse) was also there, consisting of Andy, Naked Rob, Geoff,...

A Well Lived Life Book 7 Kara IIChapter 19 The Pacific Northwest

July 1982, Chicago, Illinois On Sunday morning after breakfast, Kara packed her things, said goodbye to her mom, and followed me to my car. I drove to the Spencers’ to pick up my things, where I thanked Trudy and reminded her that I’d be back on Friday. Kara and I took my bags to the car, loaded them in the trunk, and set off for Chicago. As usual, the drive was uneventful. I had encountered neither traffic nor an accident, nor been pulled over a single time despite all the back-and-forth...

NeighborlinessChapter 2 Double Matinee

With Jessie and Aurora in my arms, I certainly could not complain about how the summer was turning out. Regretfully, they were not going to be around for long. As soon as school got out and they graduated, and of course after their trip to Disney World, Jessie was moving off to her father’s for the rest of summer and had decided on a community college near him. We did manage a few more “get togethers” before she left. I don’t know if Jessie started to have sex with other guys too, but when we...

Welcome to Swinger UChapter 3

The next morning, my alarm went off at six. I lay there and stared at the ceiling as pre-dawn light filtered in through the blinds. For a while, I thought about Gina. I could understand why she was a little depressed, but I didn’t know what to do about it. And I could see why Kendall thought Gina might be upset about having to share me again. Kendall, Gina, and I had only really spent time together—as a threesome—when we were at camp. And the world of Susan’s camp was different from the real...

The Three Signs Book 1 CathyChapter 28 Towards the Final Exams

The August school holidays were only three weeks away; these were going to be the last break before the HSC exams at the end of October. At lunchtime one day, we were all discussing the plans we had for the two weeks off school. “Well, I’ll be going over all of the previous exam papers,” Cathy said. Some of the others groaned, called her ‘swot’. David wasn’t being anywhere near as studious as his sister; he had arranged to take a train up to the Gold Coast to renew his acquaintance with his...

A New Beginning and Beyond Book 1 In the BeginningChapter 30

The next week was nerve wracking. Kick boxing was okay, as training for the fight became my sole focus. I’d never been a big kicker so there wasn’t a lot of that worked in, though I did like the teep kick (a front or push kick, kinda like a jab in boxing). There was no background on my opponent or game plan given to me. Mr. Singh and Master Boripat were relentless in perfecting my technique and footwork. That in conjunction with my new running method, I was going to bed sore and tired most...

Femme NataleChapter 2

“Just tell me when and where” Janine said with disgust. Betty nodded, trying to keep her excitement in. It wasn’t the right time for celebrating, after all. “Our meetings are in the old Holiday Inn building. There’s one every Saturday” Betty explained. “I’ll be there” Janine responded tersely. After Mark left the house Friday night, Janine started feeling guilty about what she said- not anymore I’m not, she thought. She had assumed that Mark was blowing off steam by hitting one of the...

Ole Time CuriosChapter 2 A New Job

“New, job huh? Did you get one of the TA-ships?” Artemis asked as she dropped off the pull up bar. Lacey’s roommate was named after a goddess by her parents who wanted her to know strength. In the end the name was fitting, as her father had taught her how to bow hunt and her tuition was paid for by her Archery Scholarship. For a year, she’d been bugging Lacey to walk on for the cross country team, since she was so fit, but it wasn’t of interest to Lacey. Who’d want a walk on senior? Still,...

The GeneralChapter 10

Mark left Sue Ann Pfeiffer just before lunch and headed back to Atlanta to make final arrangements for his prom commitment to Sandy. He was determined to make the evening memorable for her as best he could. To counteract the feeling of isolation that she was experiencing from her classmates, he suggested that she invite her best friend Carol, and her date, to join them for the evening. He knew just enough about high school proms to know that no two were alike and decided that he needed more...

Problems and SolutionsChapter 10

“Are you OK?” Rachel asked. “Tired. Six hours driving and nearly three in Milbrodale. Plus lunch.” “I’ll get something ready for dinner.” “How was your day?” “Somewhat troubling. I was at the Gallery. I went to get another look at Emily Floyd’s installation. Really to walk around in it. The pieces are quite large.” “Is that what troubled you?” “No. It was the whole thing. Remember last week we were talking about cultural appropriation?” “Of course.” “Well, I no longer know what it is....

The Wilmington Woman s ClubChapter 9 1982 Janet Fowler Fitzgerald

Twenty-four-year-old Janet Fowler's brown hair was tied back in a pony tail. Her face was soft and round, with pink cheeks, a small nose, and an overbite that almost looked comical, but emphasized her very full, pink lips. Her brown eyes were hidden by sunglasses. She wore a formless blue sweatshirt, which obscured her smallish, but beautiful naturally pear-shaped breasts. She more than compensated for this by showing off her eye-popping ass by wearing the tightest jeans on campus, or so her...

The Devil s Pact Tales The Number One Rule of RetailChapter 3 My Girlfriend is a Whore

Tuesday, June 11th 2013 – Kevin Mattock – South Hill, WA Yesterday had been so amazing. I made love with Jessie Smith, and I had never been happier. I had fallen in love with her on the day – January fourteenth, five months ago – she started working at Best Buy. And thanks to the 'Best Buy Incident' last week, Jessie had finally noticed me, and I finally had the courage to ask her out for coffee. And that somehow led to me making love to her in the Starbucks restroom. After work today, I...

City LimitsChapter 3 Bearing False Witness

“You aren’t having any difficulty figuring out the computer,” Karen said. “It all seems pretty straightforward. I don’t remember doing this before, but it feels like I’ve done it. Is this my Gee-mail?” Gee asked. “Yes. But remember that you are on a public computer in the library. You need to close your email when you are finished and make sure you are logged out after each use. And don’t forget your password,” she laughed. She suddenly looked shocked that she’d made a joke about his...

JulianaChapter 5

Love, they say, is a many splendored thing. It features in a million songs and books and plays and movies. But what about friendship? "Stop, honey, it's all right," the voice said. "Everything is fine, it was just sex. You did wonderful." Juliana gasped. Then she broke down again, burying her face deeper into the woman holding her. The two of them sat like that for quite a while after the men left. Their faces were a mess, as was their hair. They both reeked of the sperm that clung to...

Rebirth IIChapter 32

The courtroom the next day was exactly the same. The Crown Attorney took up where he had left off and dealt with the next set of charges against Goldbalm. "Tell us what happened when you were chased by Mr Sinclair." I had a folder in my hand with my notes and went through them point by point. The courtroom gasped as I took out Mr Sinclair's eye then his testicles and jaw. I explained how I was hurt but still got the man into the car. I mentioned his gun but he was in no condition to get...

Sigma Omega SigmaChapter 16

“Message from the United Kingdom. The Queen has personally ordered them to capitulate. It was an order-in-council, that is, taken with the approval of the Privy Council. The Prime Minister has formally tendered his resignation, but is prepared to remain as a caretaker until you arrive in London or send an emissary to pass your instructions along to them. Parliament has been dissolved, along with the Scottish Assembly, and the First Minister has resigned as well,” Victoria told me...

Just Take the Deal NealChapter 2

“Alright, Steve, your turn now! I’m going to fuck your little twink ass until you can’t sit down!” I told Steve as I bent him over and started ramming him hard up the cornhole. “Oh, God ... no, oh, God ... how ... ow ... ouch! Wait, could this feel so good when ... it hurts ... so much!” Steve began whimpering between strokes. “Quit your whining, pussy boi! Your boi pussy is now mine! Enjoy the ride ... well, I will, at least!” I demanded as I kept slamming it up Steve’s cherry tush. Well,...

Zombies Werewolves Vampires and Other Improbable ThingsChapter 15 Like the Application of Extreme Violence NOT Solving a Problem

"How long?" I asked before opening my eyes. "Three days," Mr. Valence replied. "Too long!" I sat up and looked at him. "You've only got a tiny scar left. Doctor Larson's new favorite word is impossible," he told me. "I'm guessing the scar won't be around for much longer so it's sort of a complete victory for you." "Not yet," I replied. "They're still alive, right?" "The woman was dead when we got to her. You didn't look like you needed us to bug you, so John-John...

To Reign in Hell Book 2 Hollywood Be Damned Chapter 3

“So, we’re lovers now, si, my Prince? You and me ... lovers. I don’t know or care how many wives, lovers, concubines, whatever you have. You’re a devil ... the Prince of Darkness, the King of Hell. It makes perfect sense that you’d be freer to love and lust than any other being, not constrained by God, Christ, or anyone else. All I know is that I’ve waited for years to be claimed by my Prince ... I know that it sounds very romantic for a seemingly jaded old woman, but that’s how I saw...

The DilemmaChapter 16 Gareth Chancelor Wednesday

“I feel guilty,” I said. Benito smiled at me and nodded. “What’s making you feel guilty?” We were sitting on Dr Puretti’s couch in his office. He’d asked for an appointment, so I’d taken off from work early. My boss knew about Estelle being in hospital, so she’s given me a bit of slack this week. “I let Jennifer do that to me last night,” I said. “Isn’t that enough?” “What aspect of that is making you feel guilty?” asked Benito. “Um ... My wife is in hospital, recovering from surgery and...

Freedom of AssociationChapter 2

Preston Whitcomb, in his Newark studio apartment, rolled out of bed from a night of restless sleep and poured himself a beer. Old newspapers were scattered about. Unwashed plates on which he ate his microwavable meals were fixed to the coffee table. A pile of laundry surrounded his bed. A wilted plant lay half-dead on the window sill. He had a view of an alleyway a couple of floors below, and when he looked straight out of his window he stared at a brick wall. The only thing that Preston kept...

The DilemmaChapter 18 Gareth Chancelor Friday Evening

For dinner on Friday we had a really nice chicken sweet-and-sour with steamed rice. Bonnie had cooked it, with a bit of help from Estelle. I thought I detected a bit of tension in the kitchen when I came home but Bonnie was standing there doing the bulk of the work and Estelle was sitting chopping vegetables and occasionally answering a question from Bonnie like “How do I know if the chicken is cooked enough?” or “How much salt should I put in?”. I sat there at dinner and thought that the...

Delores ThrockmortenChapter 7 The radio show

The podcast came alive at 10 am Monday mornings in the nations capital, Old York City. It was one of the top rated anti-feminist programs on the internet. Steffi Miller was the podcast host of “The Joy of Patriarchy”. The podcast was a weekly produced series from World Wide Porn, Inc., or WWP. The podcast talked about the ideals of patriarchy and misogyny and the challenges of defeating Feminist ideas. Steffi smiled into the camera: “Hello, female listeners of all ages, I’m Steffi and we...

Six Times A DayPart 58 God Only Knows

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