Leather Ballad chapter 3: Hood
#3 of leather ballad third chapter. was hoping to post this earlier today, but time flies when traveling. just a little look to life in helga's home. "somethin good happening i take it?" helga held her sandwich frozen midbite.
Leather Ballad Chapter 7: Fault
#8 of leather ballad this one was a lot of fun to write and i got to introduce a few more characters. some i probably should have introduced earlier in the story, and others i realized were perfect for this moment.
Leather Ballad Chapter 5: Betty
#6 of leather ballad a longer piece this time, and one that i had fun working on because actual plot develops from it along with erotic parts. i won't be putting out anything next week because of the holidays, so expect chapter 6 in two weeks.
Leather Ballad Chapter 9: Collar
#10 of leather ballad and we're back! helga's little rescue got her a little time in custody, where she learns a few interesting things from a surprise visitor. the next and final chapter will be posted next friday. this has been quite an adventure.
"From Whom All Blessings Flow," Part E
However, the ballads did often talk of furs, either before or after battle, holding vigils.
How I Came to Love My Best Friend: Chapter 1
I felt like being a bit of a tease and starting off with a ballad and then progressing to my rock, just to trip him up.
Office MILF
Louis asked with a smile as he watched his wife and a couple other ladies from the office on stage belting out a classic power ballade their kids would probably be too young to know. "sure thing, louis.
Desires 3
His past wasn't something bards would write ballads about, and he worried he'd bore the fennec. should he embellish? no. master proved himself an excellent judge of character in his day-to-day business. lies would only disappoint.
The Tale of Bonnie and Tam Part I
Stories and ballads and tales abound tell of their exploits are far and wide, tales of them tricking mortals, playing pranks and the general mischief that they leave in their wake. and in the forests of chernobog, there exists the tale of tam lin.
Between Friends
As if following along with a deaf ballad, carol took to slowly and teasingly removing the jeans two sizes too large.
The Tower
It was a ballad he knew all too well. he'd seen it hundreds of times. although he dreaded the ending every time. another day gone. cold and alone. abandoned. then came the longing again. the same cycle over and over again.
Path of the Python
All things considered, maybe the mouse's ballad in the rainforest had turned out to go a little too well, as opposed to her prior expectations.