Valefar System, Valefar V, Paradise City Inside The Devil’s Watering Hole, 7:30PM local “I should never have come back here,” Felicity thought sourly, biting down on the rubber ball wedged behind her teeth, gagging as it forced the attached phallic plug deeper into her throat. “Damn that devil!” It wasn’t the first time she’d had those thoughts, and it surely wouldn’t be the last. She...
Valefar System, Planet Valefar V, Paradise City Inside The Devil’s Watering Hole, 4:45PM local time “For all her faults, I do hope to see Ms. McClanahan again,” Savory said, his elbows resting on the railing overlooking the stage below as he sipped at some fruity concoction or another, his shapely hips and behind stretched out languidly, yet ever so enticingly as his slender tail snaked...
Chapter One of the Misha Kyle Trilogy The Honey Trap – Part 3 A few days had passed, the police had returned her car and the prototype, and Misha’s anger had subsided somewhat, though she had come up with a few more extreme designs for her outfits during her darker moments, thinking of how she could use them on a certain slutty schoolgirl. She’d never been particularly vengeful before, but the...
Chapter One of the Misha Kyle Trilogy The Honey Trap – Part 2 With her memory returning from whatever Honey had used to knock her out, Misha found herself furious, angrily tugging at the chains that held her limbs. The vibrators kicked on again, immediately going wide open. She squealed, biting into the ball gag and thrashed about, her anger at being kidnapped overwhelming the intensely...
Chapter One of the Misha Kyle Trilogy The Honey Trap – Part 1 Misha awoke with a groan, her eyes slowly cracking open to reveal a sliver of light, then a brighter glow that made her wince. She reached to rub her eyes, but her hand jerked against something and didn’t move any closer. She tried again, recognizing the distinct sensation of a cuff pulling at her wrist, and the somewhat...
Inside The Den of Iniqui-Tease Misha blinked, then again, her vision distorted, a strange pressure over her body, her mind slowly crawling from a haze she didn’t entirely remember having been in. Her breathing was slow, steady, and there was a smell to it, something that put her in the mind of strawberries, or maybe bananas, or maybe both? Beneath the fruity smell, Misha smelled the heavy scent...
