Submission

"kyruku." "you can call him whatever you like, point still stands though... hey, for what it's worth, i'm sorry." he said quietly, kneeling down in front of her, resting his paws on her knees.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Submission: Day 2

Shadi snickered as she crept into the guest bedroom, Isiat watching her from the doorframe of the master bedroom, his tails twitching mischievously. The vulpine was always up to no good it felt like, but it suited him so, so very well. He ushered her...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Friendly 'Competition'

He snatched the controler up, the kyruku's tails flicking back and forth rapidly. the noticeable bulge in his shorts let her know just what was on his mind.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Inspiration

I've no idea what to write. And it's bloody frustrating. Perhaps, it's made most frustrating because the drive to write is there, but the time and place and inspiration never seem to line up. When I am inspired and in the right place,...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Day hike on the Hill

The sun was barely rising, yet already the place reminded Isiat of Borneo. The tropical jungle was thick and writhing with life. Humid and warm, the canopy trapped the sun's heat and made the entire atmosphere a challenge in its own right. Of...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The Traveling Slave Pt6

The world was a regicide board. Strategies, counters, plots, traps, knights, kings, queens, pawns, castles and priests. Territory gained, territory lost. Territory relinquished, territory seized. It was gambits and precise plans, executed at precise...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The Merchant's Slave pt6

Scion had come in late today. He'd overslept, quite simply, not that it was of any consequence. The next week or longer, weather depending was nothing but travel before they reached their first major port of calling and could begin to shift some...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The Traveling Slave pt4

kyruku had always been a somewhat reclusive and outcast lot. not quite a fox, nor were they a kitsune. just another odd species in the way of things. but truthfully, where had home been? certainly, it wasn't where he had been born.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

A Slave's Resilience pt2

Shadi's tail flowed behind her like a ribbon in the breeze, sweeping in long, graceful arcs that perfectly accompanied the motions of her curvaceous body as she followed along the railing of the top deck of _High Fortune_. Her bare feet made barely a...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

22 Weeks 'till home - Teaser

_"Let me put it like this then. You ever have one of those stories? Like, something you really wanted to get off your chest, and just tell someone about, even if it didn't make it all better? Even if it was just to make yourself fell better, to know...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

A week well spent

Shadi's soft, sweet pleasured moans filled the bedroom of the hotel master suite, low, rumbling purring along with sweet, heightened little chirps that were filled with all the bliss of fresh spring blossoms. The sweet little Amasii lioness...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Scotch on the Rocky

Scotch on the Rocky By Isiat Squire Carcer Some nights, luck simply wasn't on your side. Tonight was one of those nights for Rocky. The first thing that had happened was that he'd tripped on the stairs to the bar on his way...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,