This is my rewritten,augmented and edited story --Torn lives--. I have to thank two people. My editor Johnny Galt who with his constant prodding, questions and suggestions made that the story changed for the better and I'm also in debt to fellow author CPBaudelaire who the 03/14/12 wrote a number of suggestions to improve the story in his comment to Torn Lives. To both of them many thanks. Fermpera
Ruston Johnson is a guy with a bright future. After the country gets bombed, he is drafted by the Army. Little did he know what kind of specialized unit he'd be drafted into. It's a boy meets girl and girl love story with a twist and an unusual backdrop. It's a fairly long story. Some have called the story science fiction, others just call it warped in its premiss. Read it and let me know what side you're on.
From the Archives of The Order
Celia, a sorceress's apprentice, struggles to master her lessons and digs a little too deep in search of an energy source. Will she be able to keep control of her newfound power, or will she be consumed by it? An expanded edition, updated to fit into the Archives of the Order universe, and even filthier than before!
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When her risky OnlyFans video leaks and debt collectors close in, 21-year-old Emma is summoned home by her strict silver-fox father Marcus. One choice: total surrender as his secret 24/7 breeding pet—collared, leashed, trained in humiliating pet play, relentless denial, spanking, and raw breeding—or face ruin alone. Emma’s body betrays her as reluctant shame melts into desperate craving. From rebellious brat to pregnant, milk-leaking womb, every filthy lesson leaves her aching for Daddy
Wes Carter bullied me in college, but I still can’t stop thinking about his body. Now we’re alone, and I can’t tell if he wants to fight me… or fuck me.
It's 7:30 on a November night and it's pouring rain and I was supposed to start driving to L.A. two hours ago when I see the flashers up ahead. They're so weak I'm not even sure they're on, but then I see the car, which turns out to be a faded old pickup truck. And then I see the woman, standing there by the truck, waving her arms, soaking wet, looking like a drowned rat. What would you do … ?
Alexis is a young single woman who enjoys hanging out in IRC chat rooms. She enjoys teasing the older submissive females she finds in the BDSM rooms. She stumbles across an older woman who sparks her interest because she lives in the same town. Like most of my stories, this is not a stroke story, but a slow build up.