Mordie pt1

In a small town, in the middle of nowhere, lived an unknown man called Mordie. For years Mordie spent his days in his house thinking of the perfect woman for him. You see Mordie is[…]

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I am a slave

I am a slave; your word is law, you are my world my strong point, you are my Master I am a slave; girl is a slave she has nothing you don’t give her, not[…]

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My dark gift

My Dark Gift Alone, standing in a darkened doorway in a city whose name escapes him, a man is leaning against the wall. His coat pulled up close around his neck trying to ward off[…]

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06] ajay’s tale.

Readers are advised to read the preceding parts to fully understand the full story. Those who are offended by mature/young gay sex avoid this. Reader… please leave your Ajay’s Tale. This the final and concluding[…]

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Mothers passion

My father was doing roaring business selling oil seeds in Gulburga, before shifting the family to Mumbai after my only sister got married. Our new house in New Bombay was luxurious to say the least[…]

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A conversation begins

This is my first published story. Let me know any feedback you feel like! I've deliberately removed quotation marks at times when I feel that reality and the character's imagination is colliding. I trust you[…]

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