SURVIVOR’S PLEDGE

I AM A SURVIVOR

Chapter 03

"Andrew, there you are. Why did you run off like that?" Sorcerer Gabriel rushes up gasping for breath even as he finally reaches the location where Andrew, for no apparent reason, has stopped.

"I wanted to find a mirror so I might let her see me."

"Well, there’s one right there, go ahead if you are able. I doubt it, however, as the energy required for such a link will need time to replenish before you may attempt it again."

"I have already done it, Sorcerer Gabriel. She said she thinks I’m handsome and then I lost control again."

Chapter 01

These past five days have found the Shambles to be relatively clear and beginning to warm, hinting at the possibility of an early Spring. This is a welcome respite from the short but intense winters normally experienced by those living upon this continent. Nearly everyone is still enduring the heavy winter clothing as protection against the biting cold of the breezes which continue to float around here and there, and which gain some of their chill from lapping at the still frozen earth.

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*Also posted at Fictioneer.org

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“Skot, send some men out to each side. Tell them to go out as far as they can while keeping the column in sight.” Captain Kalhoun ordered. “I want them to check in with an officer every five hundred count. Galyway, form up ranks around the royal carriage.” Rikki turned to Edwyn. “You found the cavalryman unconscious next to his tethered horse?”

A dirty dark story of forced incarceration, sex, pain and just plain misery
replete with the fear of never returning to one’s homeland.

This is a nasty, misogynistic story. Fiction of unremitting cruelty and horror.
Avoid it if you are sensitive or under eighteen.

Synopsis He was a brutal misogynist who cast an international net to ‘acquire’ lovely ladies for
his sadistic pleasure and resale.
Categories Bondage Submission Involuntary
Keywords High Heels Appliances Machines Piercing Ballet heels

Arabian Paradise
By Janet Baker

Tejay and his brother are sent to a Soccer Camp by their mother; but is it really what it appears to be!? I think not! WARNING: This is in "Story Book" format, with relatively large images. If you are on dial-up, prepare to wait for a bit for everything to come through.

This is from a friend of mine who used to post here, so if you recognise the style, you're probably right.

Anistasia tried to get him to post this, but was turned down. Through much badgering, I managed to get him to let me and here it is. It's not TG, it's just nice and I think you'd better have a look because it makes you feel good inside.

It's called The Writer

This is a NON TG element Science Fiction Fantasy. More about the signal is found, Linaria and friends work together to get to the answer and plans are in work for a special visit. Please comment on characters and flow.
 

This is a NON TG element Science Fiction Fantasy. Follow the Amarian's as they discover radio and television signals from earth. Linaria continues to work on the radio signal discovery. Please comment on characters and flow.
 

Why do you always bring those things in here with you?

What? My vibrators?

My name is Janet. I met Danny when I was almost twenty.

Danny
By Janet Baker

Danny was the first love of my life. I was nineteen at the time, Danny was younger but that was all right, he made up for our age difference by his unlimited enthusiasm and his devotion to me.
I lived on a farm. Danny came to live with us. He was an orphan, his father unknown, his mother killed in an auto accident. Danny was bereft, he cried constantly. I comforted him and we became inseparable.