My New Kingdom
Both of them are black labs, like myself. my aunt is rather skinny, but my uncle definitely isn't. he seems to eat like a king. that must make me a prince now. in a way. "come, to the living room.
The Black Collar 3 Preview
#3 of the black collar hello, friends and readers. as promised in my recent journal, i'm happy to provide you a multi-chapter preview of the upcoming 3rd installment of the black collar.
Furtasia: Thladiran Pantheon
While she is the grandmother of the gods, januli is usually depicted as a beautiful, black-furred thladiran woman in her prime, with long, black hair. her jet-black fur is patterned with sparkling, luminous stars.
The Black Collar: The Burden of Truth
Whenever his mother brought back black spot he’d always bounced around in excitement. he loved black spot as a youth, even more than he loved three horn. he called them spotties.
The Black Collar: The Endless Emptiness
He wore a purple shirt with silver buttons that ran down the front, as well as each sleeve, and a black and gold vest over the top of it. he’d matched it with a pair of black and golden breeches.
MACHINE {Autofellatio}
Ok lets do this, no fear, no fear" spouted a young black labrador breathing heavily. flack stood in the town's square starting from a distance at a vip-mc machine. his friends had all told him stories about their experiences in one of them.
Black's Monologue
The big, massive, black cock of a stallion who just can't get enough of your ass and your buttocks just can't hold of all of it. so he presses on and... uh! yeah, right there is meeting some resistance.
White on Black [Request]
She looked him over - observed the black jeans that matched his fur, the large grey school hoodie he wore, and the rings in his ear - and then nodded, closing the door behind him.
A Curtain Falls Over Furdom 10: Storm
It was dead, black, dark outside. no moon or stars made it through the heavy clouds and the rain still pattered steadily outside. at least the storm's violence was gone. i locked us inside, feeling better when the strong bolt was in place.
Black Collar Internship [PATREON]
Wide, black cuffs erupted from the back of zaffre's wrists as he looked down at his paws. they stretched and wrapped around, buckling tightly. each was adorned with steel rings and studs.
Lost in Los Angeles- Chapter 4
The black-furred lab snarled angrily. "who the hell are you and what are you doing with my girl?" "god damn..." i groaned, reaching a paw up to rub my head. "that fucking hurt..." "i'm only gonna ask one more time.
Life of the Plate
He was little more than a bloated black wineskin of food and need, gurgling at a volume that suggested whole weather patterns were raging inside him.