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  • The Wizard and the Faerie Queen

    This is another scene from my "normal" writings that is way ahead of where I'm currently at and which I've been contemplating as a way to screw with my characters. It also happens to have a small element of female domination to it.   "This is the furthest I can take you," said Eldest Sandman,...
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  • Weekend Slut: Part 9 (Ending)

    I stood on the stage together with nine other slaves, each of us gagged, bound, and kneeling. Goddess Rachel and the other owners sat behind us upon some of the slaves that had been serving drinks throughout the night. "I hope you've all had a chance to play with these sluts tonight," said the host...
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  • Ephraim and Miranda

    So it's way off in the future, but I've been toying with the idea of introducing a dominatrix/succubus in my main non-erotic story. And then getting the chaplain of the group mixed up with her. Here's a bit of what I came up with.   Miranda looked down at the boy between bowed down between he...
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  • Dancing With the Queen of Air and Darkness

    I know there's a lot of context to this scene, but the end of it just seems so incredibly hot to me.I tuned to Mab and almost spoke, but then I remembered her other law and closed my mouth. Mab's mouth twitched in an approving micro-smile, and then she nodded her head at me."If you consent, I would ...
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  • Weekend Slut: Part 8

    The blonde amazon strode across the room to circular bed with a collection of pillows in the middle, and tossed me to the floor before she sat down. She hadn't thrown me with any ***** or anything, but the mistress was tall enough that the drop caused aches all over my body where I had hit the floor...
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  • Weekend Slut: Part 6

    I shifted nervously in my panties as Goddess Rachel and I waited our turn. My spiked cage had been removed that morning in favor of two tight collars and a ball shocker around my cock and balls, but I still could have sworn I felt phantom spikes digging into my anxious cock. I knew that Goddess Rach...
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  • Weekend Slut: Part 5

    I cleaned myself up as Goddess Rachel had ordered. I carefully washed and shaved my body while doing my best to ignore the pain of my cock. It was a little tight even when I wasn't aroused, but the spikes only dug in when my member tried to get hard. That might not have been so bad except for the fa...
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  • Old Enough to Grovel: Part 1

    I was infatuated with Liz from the moment I saw her, back in my freshman year, and it hadn't been long before she knew it. She would catch me staring at her and she would stare back with those piercing, brilliant eyes. I loved everything about her body (from her ass to her raven hair) and her manner...
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  • Weekend Slut: Part 4

    "Wake up, whore," said Goddess Rachel as She opened the door and let light flood in. She giggled as She ran a riding crop across the bars and added, "Did you sleep well, my slutty little Alysha?" I looked up and Her and said, "Yes, Goddess. Thank You so much for waking me with Your presence." Godd...
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  • Weekend Slut Part 3

    It took me a while to work up the nerve to shave my balls, but the rest of the cleaning wasn't too much trouble. I exited the bathroom, wondering whether or not it was appropriate to call out to the Goddess. I felt that it might be a bit arrogant for a slave, but then it would also probably be arrog...
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  • Weekend Slut Part 2

    Part 2 "What do you think, Alysha?" asked Goddess Rachel as she held the panties up in front of my crotch. "Baby blue or lime green?" I blushed an even deeper shade of red as I suggested the blue panties as quietly as possible. This was the third shop we'd visited, and although the Goddess had pro...
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  • Weekend Slut Part 1

    "I know what you are." I spun around and saw a woman in her late twenties standing behind me. She had raven hair and deeply tan skin, she stood a bit shorter than me although her presence made me feel small, and she wore a red tank top and a pair of black pants (maybe leather, I don't know clothing...
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  • I Want to be a Pet

    As of my writing this, I am twenty-two years old. I am tall, I've been told I'm handsome, and I can say without pride that I am at least a little smart. In other words, if I went out to bars to pick up girls I'd probably stand a decent chance. I also have a deepseated craving to be hu...
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  • Captivity Part 1

    "I'll sleep with you if you worship my feet."   I jumped at the voice, appearing as it had a mere inch from my ear. I turned around in my stool to see a tall, dark-haired woman standing right behind me. She looked to be in her mid twenties (probably just a few years older than me), she h...
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