Twist of Cain - Part 3
Harry had quickly managed to pin his friend to the floor, with cain lying on his stomach, struggling to get free. "ha, who's gonna top who, bitch?" cackled the younger meerkat. "up yours," growled cain.
Commission: Uninvited Tournament Part 13
The more she struggled the harder it was to do so and the easy chuckling of the monster's voice in her ear forcing her to try harder to get out of this.
In Regards
The world weigh down the broken hearted for those who are lost in suicidal thoughts listening to the lies every waking moment losing sleep and their minds slowly letting their souls scream on the inside for those who are stuck in their addictions struggling
Drowning in the Darkness.
Drowning in Darkness I'm drowning in the darkness. Wondering about this life and what it is. Falling further from the light Sinking deeper into the night I'm drowning in the darkness Is there any way to reach the surface? Hiding behind a mask of...
The ladylike way of saying "Please Fuck Me" Part 3
That scent. Each breath you take you can still smell the memory of him in the air. Mixed with the scent of each guy that had past you that day. The scent of him. The scent of... it. The sound of your own claws digging at the wooden desk in front of...
The ladylike way of saying "Please Fuck Me" Part 2
That smirk. That damning smirk. It's something that you'd always try to hide. That small shifting in your seat each time they'd come in to the office and they'd know. The way you'd subconsciously press your legs together, even when knowing each...
[Karma's Fate] - New beginning (Chpt. 8)
**~Morning~** **~Cody~** I slowly woke up to the bright, beautiful shine of the sun and the beautiful singing of the birds outside our window. I scratched my head with my paw and looked at the time. 5:29am. "Hmm, school doesn't start for another 4...
Streetwalker Catches A Break
A worryingly slow day for a struggling prostitute just trying to provide for his family turns into the opportunity to change it all for the better.
The Growing Tray
Their legs and arms tried to squirm and kick, even the tip of their thick tail had draped into the stuff, resisting efforts to be pulled loose, each struggle eliciting a small 'mmmf.' when fur felt the pull.
Sundays...
Tired... My eyes burn, My lungs ache... The sun wakes me Through the Windows. Dress myself Wash my face, It's time to endure Another day... Another rush At the restaurant, Put on a smile, And pretend it's Okay... But I can't do this For...
Commission: Uninvited Tournament Part 16
Not even the grand mystery of that place could capture the violence and struggle that such a match between them could accomplish. the arena?
The ladylike way of saying "Please Fuck Me"
An internal struggle i've had for the past few days <3 some mornings are more difficult than others. you wake up in a sweat, trembling, shivering with a need for something that your groggy mind can't center around.