Slave To The Wager: Chapter 2 - Sunday Morning

**12:30am, Sunday** I pull in futility against my binds, the metal of the cuffs clanking nosily against the frame I'm attached to. I look around, but the rubber mask still obscures all my vision, the darkness of the room ensuring there's nothing I...

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The Tide of Bigger Things chapter 3

The two were running as fast as they could from the shack behind them. The wind was whistling loudly into their ears, both of them could feel their hearts trying to burst from their chests. They easily heard the ruckus of clattering hooves behind...

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A Gryphon's Tale: Chapter 2

The night had come to the land quickly and fell just as fast. before Onyx had woken up, the sun had rose into the sky. Today was a beautiful, sunny day, so much more beautiful than most previous days. Onyx, of course, was far too tired to wake early....

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Ember's Tribe Part II: Quarter for a Slave

Throbbing pain in the back of Ember's skull made opening his eyes a challenge, but with effort he managed to look at the ground as it steadily scrolled by. He pitched his chin downward and saw a muscular brown back, a tail tuft, and the subtle bump of...

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Monday Revelations

~ ~ Kyle's POV ~ ~ "You know... it's not nice to eavesdrop... or spy on others... Kit." Those words sent a chill up my spine and I instantly froze, even as my cock throbbed in the air, dripping a few beads of foxy pre onto the floor. I didn't know...

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1 - Apocalypse

She hung up her phone and sighed. Brandon wouldn't be happy if she told him the truth, so she decided to tell him only the parts he would be okay with. There was nothing wrong with the truth. The kids were safe. There was nothing wrong with Brandon....

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Short Story Anthology - Kayne and Theo - Part 1

Theo sighed, resisting the urge to full on groan. This fucking guy... Kayne hadn't a single braincell, he swore. Of course this was just some weird X-ray, yeah. Totally not a deconstruction canon... Three years of giving the bluejay hell on earth,...

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Slave To The Wager: Chapter 3 - Sunday Breakfast

**9:30am, Sunday** I squint my eyes against the sharp light pouring through the kitchen window. Having spent most of the last 12 hours in darkness, it's quite excoriating. It takes me a few seconds to acclimatise and I forgive myself for...

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Becoming a Puppy Bitch

"Before we begin, Mike...let me ask you. Do you think you've learned your lesson?" Some people might feel that fear and intimidation aren't the best ways to teach someone a lesson. There are plenty of people out there who believe that nurturing,...

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A Special Day

"For the last time, absolutely not!" shouted Tia's mother in a huff, folding her arms across her ample vulpine chest and shaking her head. Tia rolled her eyes from where she sat, curled up on the sofa hugging her plushie ladybug, watching cartoons....

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Initiating A Freshman

Anna had been mulling the idea over in her head for a while now, easily months, but she was just now finding the courage to suggest it to her lover, and even then, the courage alone wasn't enough to convince her that it was the right time. She was...

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Sleepwalking

Though it pains me to do so, I must express gratitude toward you disgusting mill-mouthed masses. Each of you meandering forward at the gruellingly slothful pace of the flock, bleating for all your worth about the fluff you've found to fill that yawning...

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