Private Maneuvers
His heart was blasting against his chest as he was dragged by the hand by another navy cadet towards any private space they could find.
A Private Breeder
# chapter 5: a private breeder _june 9'th 1988 04:30 hours somewhere beneath london, england_ i came to slowly, like surfacing from a deep, dark pool.
A Private Show
The private show might be over... but the night? your night, is only just beginning. by jeeves like my stories?
A Private Blend
. :3 **a private blend** caesar leaned back in his chair, placing his hands over his eyes and rubbing at them with the padded flesh of his palms.
Private Show
Chip stepped into his house, his breathing slow and quiet. Rubbing his red eyes, he turned, quietly closing the door behind him and twisting an ear. He could hear the blaring of the television in the sitting room, heard the idle conversation of his...
A Private Heaven
"one of tom's desires in his role as a pleasure slave is to be able to entertain others, both publicly and privately, as i often had to do at bianca's.
Private Lessons
private lessons i checked my iphone again. according to the gps, this was the right address, 317 branch road.
A Private Dance
"i want a private dance." the bunny let out a quiet squeak as he felt the pinch, glaring at the hyena from between his legs even as he continued to sway his hips for the rest of the crowd. "h-hey! no touching! and i don't do private dances for dudes!"
Private Show
Whilst this features master kalais and his slave raefox, it is in no way implied or reffered to be canon to the beggars can't be choosers story arc, it was written purely as an exerise in a writing group on telegram, i hope you enjoy this short snippet :) - private
Private Lessons
Getting to have some private lessons with his intellectual idol was one of the most exciting offers he'd ever received.
Private Party
The quiet din of space heaters elicited a contented sigh from the shivering eagle. Warmth flowed into his lungs, under his feathers, and permeated his chilled flesh as soon as he entered the room. Stray snowflakes and chilly air drifted into the...
Waiting (part 1)
**This is a series of short stories I am working on with my character Aeron. This is part 1.** A bead of sweat ran down the edge of his face and joined a small pool at the edge of his mouth. He was hot. His body clenched and twisted with each swing...