2 years ago
Kitten's Unlikely Allies, 3 By: Malissa Madison Standing beside Niesha, we followed Morella into the Throne Room to begin the Open Council Meeting. Niesha handed her a few pages with the Council Agenda on it as we each took a seat, Niesha to her right, myself to her left. She rapped the base of her scepter three times, "I call this open council meeting to order. First order of business," "Why is the Wolf Pup here?" interrupted someone from the...
2 years ago
The Job Interview I answered the advertisement with a bit of hesitation in my mind. After all a Village Voice personals ad that reads: "Adventurous female redheads wanted for a six month employment contract. Applicants must be natural redheads and willing to prove that status at the time of their interview. Sugar babies welcome" Is a vague ad in the extreme, who knows what the author sought and what the heck is a sugar baby? The post office box to send resume and head shot was included in...
4 years ago
If there had been a nicer mid-summer, late afternoon in Swanford, then Rowan couldn't remember it. The sun was warm, and very nicely so, but there was enough of a western breeze, off of the ocean and the lake, to keep even the hot forge from being a sweltering place of misery. Off and on all day, he had been hearing sounds of laughter and play from the river, probably from the region of the Lily Lake, but for awhile yet Rowan had some last remaining duties to perform before he could think...
1 year ago
The large blue-iron gates swung open forebodingly as Orvon strode through with his trusty steed. He patted the beast gently as he dismounted and handed her reins to an attendant. “This way, your lordship.” The attendant gestured. Orvon followed the journeyman mage down a path through a thick patch of woods. Soon, the trees opened up to reveal a large clearing in which stood a single tower. Smaller spires stood around the tower, topped with large magic runestones which hummed with...
2 years ago
With the air now significantly cleared about our recent, relatively non-minor household problem, the thought of establishing in writing a few carved in stone house rules for the slave girls began to make a certain amount of sense. Everything and everyone was crazy with stress as the last of the big internet and mail-order supply deliveries began to slow down to a trickle the week before Thanksgiving. This should have given us a small amount of quiet time but we were all still too busy to...
2 years ago
Scarcely had the count's horses cleared the angle of the boulevard, than Albert, turning towards the count, burst into a loud fit of laughter--much too loud in fact not to give the idea of its being rather forced and unnatural. "Well," said he, "I will ask you the same question which Charles IX. put to Catherine de Medicis, after the massacre of Saint Bartholomew, 'How have I played my little part?'" "To what do you allude?" asked Monte Cristo. "To the installation of my rival at...
1 year ago
THE SHORT AND BRUTAL LIFE OF A MALE THINGTHE DECISION From early childhood, Timothy had a powerful attraction to women wearing red lipstick. His mother’s women friends would kiss him leaving lipstick kisses on his cheeks. He found it horribly embarrassing but he envied their power to humiliate him by the simple act of kissing him. Through the psychological mechanism of identification, Timothy wanted to become a woman, but barring that possibility; he wanted to be associated with a woman who...
3 years ago
"Of hubris and arrogance, the heirs of the House of Daar were well acquainted, having turned a small trading village on the Sieti-Kha River into a continent-spanning Empire. It was somewhere between the trading league out of which Sieti-Kha grew and the Empire that Sieti-Kha became that common sense fled the founding Imperial House." --The Arrogance of Empire, Master-Professors Friedrich of Drakla, Jurgen Chandler, and Miroslav of Crossroads, the Departments of History and Political Science...
2 years ago
BECOMING BETH By Betty Noone CHAPTER ONE. THE EARLY DAYS Before I married my beautiful wife of fifteen years, I confessed to her that I occasionally had the desire to dress as a woman. At the age of 24, I had my own apartment before I wed, and had just a few articles for me to dress up in. One pair of panties, a bra, and a house-dress, commonly called a duster. I used pancake concealer to hide my beard and a little lipstick. I did not have a wig, but used a cotton...
3 years ago
Note: Some content of this story is true... It happened on an Easter Sunday during my ‘Easter vacation’, which meant four days off service, and a good chance to go home and relax. In my country it is common to complete two years of military service. I had tried to do the best of it, and had applied for the rescue troops. We were taught how to get casualties out of the debris of their crushed houses after major earthquakes, or to back up the fire department whenever those boys needed help. It...
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3 years ago
R.U.S.A. by Erin Tyler It may seem like we were ignoring it, but we weren't. It was an ever- present thought, always in the back of our minds. Each of us continued our day-to-day affairs to distract ourselves: The Mistress taught me her craft; I learned from her, and kept up with my other friends; Alan watched his daughters; the ABCs explored their little world; Gary watched the store; Miki-chan kept her body steady and her mind sound; and hundreds of other stories like ours played...
1 year ago
----------------------- MEMOIRS OF A Woman of Pleasure. Letter the First - Part 9 I had now got down at least half a partridge, and three or four glasses of wine, which he compelled me to drink by way of restoring nature, but whether there was any thing extraordinary put into the wine, or whether there wanted no more to revive the natural warmth of my constitution, and give fire to the old train, I began no longer to look with that constraint, not to say disguise, on Mr. H...., which I...
3 years ago
The next day, Dean and I could sit down and talk about this calmly. I think he had needed that release as much as I did. I told Dean about waking up, tied hand and foot, in the darkness of the bilge. I told him everything, sparing no detail, about my terror and the flashbacks. Then we went through every detail for the entire time I was gone. Dean was a relentless interrogator. He knew me like no one else, so he knew if I was holding back. He was pissed about the range of the beacon in my...
3 years ago
Acting on the Admiral’s orders the surviving local commanders set good defensive positions in mountain passes to halt movement through the mountains. The defensive positions established as a northern block line also do well by stopping The Infected from going north. The military commanders in California establish a line across the valley near Red Bluff north of Sacramento and across the mountains to Whitehorn. Due to the loss of San Francisco and Los Angeles most of central California is soon...
2 years ago
Former High Bureaucrat Cillort watched in extreme dissatisfaction the various reports of his carefully planned bomb attacks on Vreekoos. Due to the Court of the High Table summoning the head of Magna Media to testify and knowing that lying was impossible with the AIs scanning (unlike the general population) he’d had to trigger his attacks early to avoid arrest. As a result many of his actual targets were not in the vicinity of the bombs and so his plan had not been as successful as he hoped....