Pepper
burbled pleasantly to herself. As a pizza girl, her life could be
difficult for any number of reasons. She was delicious,
for one. Delectable, melty, salty, with just the right sprinkling of
pepperoni and cheese layered atop a golden-brown crust. She should
be worried about being eaten. She wasn’t. For her, the harder part
was finding the right meal to keep herself full to her own
satisfaction. Thus, she had maneuvered herself into the place that
she should have been avoiding like the p

Dan’s
eyes slid open. It was impossible to know for sure how much time had
passed. For a while, he had only his sense of touch available to him.
All he’d really felt was warmth. When light finally returned to his
world, it was the dim view of the bedroom, lit by the rising sun
through drawn curtains. He squinted a bit. Though the light was weak,
having known nothing but darkness for a while, any light was
relatively glaring. When he adjusted, he found that his view of the
world had the same

Irresistible
Scent
“Would
you like to sample our new scent, ma’am?”
The
lovely young lady at the cosmetics counter smiled sweetly at a
prospective customer. In truth, the customer probably wasn’t more
than a year or two older, but her training (such as it was) made it
clear that everyone who might buy a product was as ‘sir’ or a
‘ma’am’.
“Oh,
I don’t know,” said the pretty woman she’d cornered. “I’ve
got very sensitive skin, so I really don’t like to try perfumes

Dan
drummed his fingers on the bar and swizzled his drink. He was a
distinctive guy. It was by design. Much of his adult life had been
spent amassing what had become an impressive collection of tattoos.
Ex’s names, pop culture references, elaborate tribal designs. He’d
made his lean, muscular body into a veritable mural, and he made a
point to show off as much of it as the dress code and weather would
permit at any given time.
Having
so many tattoos was handy for any number of reasons. He ne

Ritsuka
blinked blearily into the darkness. The weight of being a commander
was beginning to get to her. So far the many battles had yet to hand
her a decisive defeat, but that was only through the sheer volume of
planning and precision of execution. It left her exhausted. And
worse, it heaped so much stress onto her mind that despite her
weariness, sleep simply wouldn’t come.
As
her mind swept into ever tighter circles, she started to wonder why,
just a few weeks ago, she distinctly remembere

“W-what
did you do?” Fen said, hands over her mouth and trembling.
Her
girlfriend Faye had promised a “naughty surprise” that night,
which Fen had been giddily awaiting ever since she’d gotten the
text about it. The two girls had a very “top/bottom”
relationship, with Faye as the unquestioned top and Fen as the eager
bottom. In the past, the promise of spicy fun had led to evenings of
role play, some light bondage, even some breathplay.
She’d
come home and quickly been instructed