Disclaimer:
I have never written anything in my live, and I am not an English native speaker, so please have that in mind while reading the story. Thanks!
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- Hey honey, what is the plan for tomorrow?
- Hmmmm, we are meeting Laura and her kids in the afternoon, and that's about it. May need to do some shopping in the morning for lunch. Why?...

A female enforcer in red came down the little aisle toward Andrea, still sitting in the Debtor's chair with her dress pulled up to her navel.
"Please vacate the Section in a timely manner," the woman kept her voice courteous. "There are showers to your right where you may wash up."
"Yes, ma'am," Andrea replied automatically, her brain still in that urgent obedience mode, her fear of the cost of petulance driving her to bow and scrape....

Chapter Eight
Emma returned to her mistress' bedchamber after giving herself a quick wash down with a flannel and she then made the bed before she was dismissed with strict instructions to return about half an hour before lunch.
"By that time, I should have finished this blasted letter!" expostulated Amanda in annoyance, scratching her temple thoughtfully as she tried to think of the right words to use....

Okay this is my first time writing anything so it's kind of scary and exciting at the same time. We have been married 25 years and exploring our fantasies 24 of those years so I have a lot of very erotic and crazy experiences to share so I thought why not start from the beginning, I hope readers enjoy and possibly may help someone....

CHAPTER 3.
"How did baby sleep last night?" I hear my mom's voice calmly say.
"Good Mom, what's for breakfast?" I ask.
"Ok sweetie, A few ground rules. I've read the 'Age Play Guide' again, and this is what's going to happen. You will only call me 'mommy' for now on. During your daily activities, you won't speak unless spoken to, and will mainly use 1 or two word sentences. If you need to talk to me about important stuff, we can have some normal dialogue, only if I approve....

(Hey guys! I'm a new author here but I have been a reader for quite a while! Hope you like the work, it's definitely rough so I would appreciate feedback! I plan on writing from both my POV as well as from the woman's view, please feel free to reach out with pointers or if you are interested in working in a story together ????)...

"Steven Collins?" The announcement of my name brought me round from my daydream in the surgery waiting room. My wife and I rose and headed for the room where my young Doctor stood at the door waiting to greet us.
"I hope you don't mind that I asked you both to come today. There are decisions to be made which involve you both."...

I return to the sauna through the locker room with my guest pass. Hard won but humiliated beyond measure. I'm tempted just to change back into my clothes and head home, but Alexander is waiting for me, wearing only a towel.
'I hope Maria didn't give you too much of a hard time, James.' He says lazily. 'I heard you walked all the way from the sauna in just your little panties.'...

Chapter 7
One day Frank sat down to write and noticed that the last save on his file was just a half hour prior. Yet he'd been out most of the day, so it couldn't have been him. Priya wasn't home either, so he chalked it up to some kind of error. He finished the editing on the voluntary squirt slavery story and closed the file....

My name is not Michael but I shall call myself that here. I am 56 years old and married for over 20 years and in that time i have been a sissy in my head. I have been a sissy since the age of 20 but didn't have the correct understanding. Now i do. Now i have the knowledge.
I go through all the typical cycles of desire, fear, destruction, return....

Looking at her naked self in the mirror shes reminded again, like she could ever forget, exactly who she belongs to.
Running her hands down her body over her bite marked shoulder, with bruises cascading down her breasts, over her hard nipples tender to touch after daddys abused them.
All she did was walk out the shower in a very silly little towel and passed daddy slowly. In less than a few seconds he had her against the wall hand round her throat ordering her to drop the towel....

Vaid Empire: Mother of Tentacles is a prequel to Vaid Empire: Conquest, though acts as a complete stand-alone. No prior knowledge regarding the previous series is required.
Long before the rise of The Vaid Empire, far on the other side of Ayphieal, a young woman finds a deeper purpose beyond her own survival when she is captured and offered to an ancient monstrosity....

I leaned back in my creaky office chair, staring at the flickering computer screen, the hum of the air conditioner drowning out the distant traffic noise from downtown Raleigh. My name's Daniel Carter--mid-forties, a bit of gray creeping into my beard, and a mortgage that's been my ball and chain for the last fifteen years. I work as a project manager for a mid-sized construction firm, a job that pays the bills but leaves my soul feeling like it's been paved over. My wife, Emily, sat across from me in the l...

Chapter 23: The God Liam and the Goddess Miranda

"Let me get this straight, Mushy, you want me to lead a prayer?" Liam asked.
"It would be a great honor, Lord," said Myanmush, showing his yellow teeth. The holiday of the Great Reward was fast approaching, the day when citizens celebrated their eventual reward for showing fealty to the Gods. "The people would love to hear more details of the afterlife to come from an actual God."...

This is a Harbinger96 original celebrity fiction, and definitely didn't happen. This story is for fun, and not based on true events. The premise of this story is ridiculous, but enjoy!
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"Thank you for getting us here safely, and please don't tell anybody what happened here today," Hailee Steinfeld said with a nervous smile as she reached into her purse and pulled out her phone to pay and tip the driver, and to leave him five stars....

Quaranteam: Southeast - Team Davies
By 2charlie
The Quaranteam Universe is the creation of CorruptingPower, used with permission.
Thanks to BreakTheBar, AgathonWrites, RonanJWilkerson, The_Licentious_Laureate, BronanTheLibrarian, OtterlyMindblowing, SilverRyden, BirchesLoveBooks, Reader737b, and the other QT Writers for their feedback and contributions to this work. Be sure to check out their work....

**All characters are fictional and of a consensual age.**
Ballsy: Mrs Brooks P3
As she pulled up to the window, she couldn't help but notice the stares she was getting from the employee. She didn't care; in fact, it only turned her on more.
Anne leaned in towards the window, her tongue darting out, swiftly licking as much of a large glob of cum from her cheek as her tongue could reach. She savoured the salty taste, her eyes locked onto the young cashier's wide-eyed expression. The cashier, a young ...

He swung the pendulum before my eyes. The dim light in the chamber glinted off the metal disc. He spoke in a calm, even voice.
"Your eyes are drawn to the gentle rhythm of the coin as it swings back and forth, back and forth. Every swing leading inevitably to the next, just as each motion inevitably draws you down deeper and deeper into trance. Soon those pretty, green eyes will be so heavy and tired that they can't help but close, can't help but surrender, can't help but," he droned....

A cozy couch. The sound of the rain outside. The warmth of her hoodie. A new book in her hands. What else could Carla ask for?
Well... if she could be just a tad greedy, she did have a very tiny... minuscule... complaint...
"UUUUUUUUUGH I'M SOOOOOOOO BORED!" Mel's loud lamentations distracted her younger sister's reading for the Nth time in half an hour. When she lifted her gaze from her novel, Carla could see her sister's body hanging limply from the couch in front of hers. "This stupid rain is makin...

Content warning for use of homophobic language and non-consent.
Enjoy your fantasies responsibly
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The voice of the announcer was muffled by the curtains between us. I stood alone at the back of the stage, waiting for the moment I'd worked so hard for. Weeks, months, years of training, of putting in everything I had and now finally I would get the recognition I knew I deserved....

"What in the name of Hell do you mean 'she isn't here!?'" Fosi grabbed Pach's collar and shoved him against the nearest wall in Kaffe's laboratory. The scrawny mage, a muttish imp with too much mix to tell what should go where, simpered and raised his shaking hands in submission. "I am telling you that I must speak with the court mage, now, and you will tell me where I can find her!"...

When the doctor gave me the news I fainted. When I awoke several minutes later my tight-lipped girlfriend, Sara, drove me home. She refused to believe my story -- she said sarcastically "Perhaps it's a phantom pregnancy." That's when I punched her, which is why she's now my ex-girlfriend. Sorry, I should explain from the start....

Part 2
Nearly a fortnight after that, one afternoon when I was coming back after visiting a friend I saw Murtaza near the elevator. There was no one around. He caught hold of me and pulled me behind the elevator shaft. On the ground floor just behind the elevator shaft there was a large room used by the CPWD for storing maintenance material. Hardly anyone went there, except the PWD maintenance crews and that too very infrequently. The lock was rusted and could be opened just by pulling. He did that, pull...

This is a story loosely based on my experiences in college. Loose enough that this could be called fiction. Names and dates have been changed. All characters mentioned in sexual references are 18 years of age or older. I hope you love my characters. Enjoy!
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Jordan was driving back to campus from the liquor store. As a Social work major with a year and a half until graduation, he always wondered what would happen to his career aspirations if he were ever caught and arrested for supplying...

I fell to my knees in horror. We'd lost. We'd lost badly.
The scoreboard said 4-3. The Cooktown Sheilas had officially lost the Regional Women's Soccer Championships. The siren had rung out, the crowd was cheering, and the other team were hugging and high-fiving. I looked over to Gabrielle, our striker - a gorgeous blonde with a crewcut - who looked back at me sadly and shook her head....

Bad Therapy
Lila sat in her office playing a game on her phone. She brushed her graying brown hair from her face and sipped her diet coke. Her white blouse was puckered open so you could the skin and stretched tight threatening to pop the buttons over her tits, she shifted to adjust her blouse to relieve the tightness. Wyatt stared at the fat woman, imagining her big tits popping out as he pushed the broom outside her door. Lila had been working at the small treatment center for about three months and Wy...

Best Laid Plans...

It seemed like a great idea at the time, but now Colleen felt like an idiot. No, worse than an idiot. She felt like an impulsive child, and that feeling embarrassed her more than any feelings of being labeled an idiot. As the van drove away and left her by her SUV on the side of the interstate, Colleen thought about what led him to this embarrassing place....

WARNING: This story is really dark and pretty horrible in many ways. It contains dubious consent/blackmail, interracial themes, humiliation, verbal degradation, cheating, rough sex, and extreme psychological manipulation. It also features themes of bullying and parental betrayal. All characters depicted are 18 years of age or older. This content may be deeply disturbing to some readers and is intended for mature audiences only. I really wrote this as a pure exercise and did not intend to post it. But just p...

The sound of the engine pierced my ears, overwhelming me with its monotony. Only the occasional sound of a siren from some angry driver in the distance broke through, but none of that could distract me from the current situation. I squirmed in the trunk of the car, trying to find at least a seemingly comfortable position. It wasn't easy. Although he had been kind enough to empty the trunk this morning, it still felt like a luggage compartment, not a place where an entire person could fit....

It was a quiet night in the small rural town. The sky above it was filled with stars, and a light breeze rustled through the trees. Ashley was driving home after getting some food at the local diner, humming to her favorite radio station as she sped down the empty highway. Her stomach growled contentedly, reminding her how much she had eaten. Little did she know, she was going faster than the posted speed limit....