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Monthly Archives: December 2012
She woke with a cold shiver, as something pressed chill against her left nipple. The last thing she remembered, she thought muzzily, was…what? It felt like she was pulling herself up through a thick tunnel of taffy, as she worked … Continue reading
Prior chapter here…Yeah it’s been a while… and remember here be MEGA dragons…. The cars filled the drive, the chairs pushed around the table. Beer and shit- talk and cards moved around the tabletop. “No you don’t, you lying sack … Continue reading
She looked at the two man-snakes in her hands. One was large, with a thick and bulbous head. The other was not so large, but both had a heavy-looking sack hanging below. Both also had curly hairs there, and each … Continue reading
Such an evocative word, sucks, especially to one from the…slutty persuasion, shall we say? To those of us who love to suck, it is a word rich with nuance…one of service, of pleasure given, and the pleasure we receive from … Continue reading
She sat curled up on the beach, pressed hard against the cliff. Her knees pulled up to her chest, chin resting on the top, silent tears marking passage down her pale cheeks. She didn’t fit in here. She wanted to. … Continue reading
…it’s all Master’s fault. 🙂 Really, it is! Master and I haven’t spoken nor texted much over the last few days, with Christmas, and my working, and our familial responsibilities. He was out late Christmas night, and I went to … Continue reading
She met the prince on the third day on her feet. The first day had been one full of shock tinged with horror. She could not speak. She had trouble standing, let alone walking. For all his huge size, Mudge … Continue reading
I’ve been meaning to post this for more than a week…but things kept cropping up (get it, cropping? LOL I crack myself up sometimes!) and I never got around to it. And now here it is, Christmas Day for those … Continue reading
prior chapter here (yup, it’s been awhile!) The north wind roared down from the Canadian uplands, throwing drifts of snow ahead of it like so much sugared frosting. The hills of Western Massachusetts were coated by midnight, as the trees … Continue reading