Rough Housing - Chapter 1
**Rough Housing** Night shifts were a killer! She'd just snort at the chill air, stripping away the smells of plastics, mildew and chlorophyll and allowing her broad snout to revel in the freedom that was the end of a yet another boring old day...
Rough Housing - Chapter 4
The rain kept pouring... but that was just more of a turn on for Casey, left to stew in her own juices in the basement, left to await the return of her champions for one last, sticky finale. The moisture outside just reminded her of her own oestrus,...
Proper Rough Handling [Commission]
The low pounding of some electronic song remix that sounded similar to the one before it; the quiet murmur of conversation, hovering just above the music; an odd, foggy air floating around the place, smelling faintly of sweat, alcohol, saliva, and...
Rough Reaction part two
Rough Reaction; Part Two * * * I silently cursed my nymphomania that drove me to humiliate my pet, thereby causing my current predicament. He was taking his payback a bit further than I expected. The fuck on the floor of the garage was awesome, and...
A Rough Post-workout Session
"Whoo, I'm spent," Sakarie huffed as the pair recovered from their morning jog. The snow leopard stretching against the wall of his friend's apartment. Jaiden grinned, watching his feline friend with crossed arms. "You're going to have to put up with...
Day 3 (Rough copy)
_Alessandra DuMourier rises before dawn, slipping out of the tent to stretch and see just what the new day has to offer her. If she had any dreams they do not seem to weigh on the woman. Her coat is hung over her arm, leaving her shoulders exposed to...
Day 2 (Rough copy)
_High Plains Drifter rouses Edward not long after dawn, bidding him to retrieve the horses and secure them to the carriage._ _He does not intentionally awaken Alessa, watching her sleep for a time, as he stands there in his dark overcoat that hangs...
Day 1 (rough copy)
_High Plains Drifter sits in the shadowy comfort of his carriage, upright upon the cushioned seat, one hand clutched upon the head of his cane. To the outside eye, he has the aspect and manner of a gentleman of this age, the age of steam and industrial...
Facing the Storm: Rough Approach
**Facing the Storm: Rough Approach** You tell the boy that he has to sleep nude with you if he wants to stay in your room. He hesitates, and another flash of lightening prompts him to discard his garments. You pull him to the bed and turn him over...
Purgatory -Rough Draft/Arrival-
'We have some celebrities here boys and girls' the voice over the intercom would echo as the shipped rocked back and forth through the pull of the gravity from the nearby sun. Those within the ship would all be seated and none to happy as they shook...
After the war: A rough journey
**Hey everyone** **Ok, let me start by saying this chapter is lazy. I am current working my ass off for so many other things right now it is difficult to write anything decent. ** **But this one leads to the next chapter, and i promise that the...
The First Day: A Rough Awakening...
_On your knees..._ Jaega mumbled to himself, his jaw aching hideously from whatever or whoever had knocked him out cold just hours earlier- exactly how long the wolf had been unconscious, he couldn't tell, but the pain told him all too well how...