Famous Last Words... (Preview)
Michael wasn't exactly sure what he'd expected from Bella Haven's School for Wayward Ladies. The name alone carried a sort of elegance to it. It was the sort of title that carried dignity, demanded respect, and suggested a long history for the storied...
Of Mice & Manhoods: November
Mitzi Carrington--not her real name--was a queen of the tabloid television kingdom. She was beautiful in every sense of the word, the work of an absolute consummate artisan. His chisel had sculpted from simple flesh a face of delicate perfection, with...
Of Mice & Manhoods: August
"Thank you for the cool down, ladies. You're the best trainers around." The mouse eased his cock down, careful not to fling any more spunk around the locker room than he had to. Sure, the two squirrels in their aerobics gear didn't mind a shellacking...
Of Mice & Manhoods: May
Lorena Dunbar hated her job. That hadn't always been the case; as a young up-and-comer she'd been thrilled by the idea of clawing her way up through the ranks of this monolith and it _had_ been fun, at first. No one expects sheep to be the predators on...
Of Mice & Manhoods: February
"Good morning, mister"--there was the brief sound of papers being flipped--"Williams." The nurse spoke with artificial interest; in reality, the fox was so tired after ten hours on the floor that if frogs started raining from heaven it probably...
Underhead Compartments
Underhead Compartments An Exploration Of Future Storage Methods From Tyler David Coltraine 1. The Trollop Has Landed LOG: JESHI ANDE, ENGINEER 3RD CLASS LOG ENTRY: DATE 39210-291-23-A Space is immensely fucking boring. There,...
A Night At The Knocksbury
A Night At The Knocksbury OR Riding On The Slutbunny Express A piece of undefendable filth (you know you love it) by Tyler David Coltraine Let's get this out of the way quickly: I Am A Slut. I'm easy like Sunday morning. I go down...
Topping Off Your Tank
So after four years of trying to finish this story, I finally did. The first part of this story (up to about "if you're offering free gas") was written in 2004; the rest in 2008. It's an extremely long story--some 16 pages!--but only consists of one...
Lady Chatterlynx's Lover (Third Portion)
Some of you, readers of mine, may have come to the conclusion that the Chatterlynx household was or perhaps still is some sort of house of ill repute and that its lady and her staff are nothing more than hedonists who revel in sins of the flesh in the...
Lady Chatterlynx's Lover (Second Portion)
Night had fallen long before our conversation concluded. Lord Chatterlynx had tasked the kitchen servants with preparing a supper while we discussed our new working relationship; while he apologized in his same nervous demeanor, I could find no fault...
Lady Chatterlynx's Lover (First Portion)
In all the years I have been an assistant to the women who call Suffolk County and its environs their home, I have never met a woman such as the Lady Victoria Chatterlynx. I cannot succinctly describe the breadth and width of her charms and her vices;...
Lady Chatterlynx's Lover (Fourth Portion)
If the first days at the manor of Lionel and Victoria Chatterlynx seemed to be boiling over with excitement and carnality, reader, I do apologize for creating the impression that the estate existed solely for pleasures of the flesh. Indeed, within a...