“How are we doing, Daddy D?” Dusty looked up from the tickets she’d been counting. “We don’t have many left,” she said with a pleased smile. “The dungeon’s going to be nice and busy tonight!” “Yeah!” Leah made a victory fist. “All women, all night!” She placed a jug of water and glass on Dusty’s [...]
“So, tell me the fantasy,” Dusty ordered. “Anonymous…” the woman kneeling at her feet trailed off for a moment. Dusty made an encouraging noise, and the woman spoke up once more. “I can’t tell who is doing anything to me. It’s sexual stuff, mostly… not really like a gang bang, but more than one person?” [...]
Even though she’d worn jeans she felt out of place; The clothes she’d bought seemed okay at the mall, but the silver printed skull on her black t-shirt now made her feel like a dumb girl.
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Even though I have the story spoken of down below- even though I actually have it mapped out- what am I writing? I’m writing a second encounter between Jessamine and Griffin. It finally occurred to me, that poor Griff never got her rocks off that night. And Jess’s daddy Gloria is a poking, prodding, prying [...]
AND NOW I WANNA BE YOUR DOG! Yuri stops in mid-sentence of his conversation to hear the words of the song that blasts out on the nightclub speakers. Leaning across the table, he plants one elbow down to support his chin. His strange, light-colored eyes are burning, his long mobile face is drawn and tense. [...]
Crazy Crossover slash, inspired by Kirrily and Marna’s very entertaining epic Shore Leave Title: Shore Leave II Pairing:Sharpe/Sparrow/Norrington/Hornblower Rating:NC-17 Summary: Jack Sparrow wanted what Richard Sharpe could give him, just for one evening. Disclaimers:The characters in this work belong to C. S. Forester, Bernard Cornwell, and Disney and I’m only borrowing ‘em. Warnings:graphic M/M sex, [...]
“God damn, feels good to be clean again!” Gloria announced. A cloud of steam followed her as she stepped out of the bathroom, zipping up a pair of soft grey leather trousers. Her skin glowed from the heat, her ash-blonde curls dripped water onto her shoulders and naked breasts. Jessamine smiled and came to be [...]