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      <title>The Ultimate Doll, Chapter 3-A</title>
      <description>  Arriving home, Master drove his Harley directly up to the barn, opened the door and took her inside by her leash. She was anticipating being allowed to wash herself, to clean the piss off her body, and to be dressed for more play or dinner. It was not to happen.   He took her to an old-fashioned medical table in the far corner of the chamber. He placed her legs into the stirrups of the</description>
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      <title>A Shy Guy's Notebook Part Two: Following the Book's Commands</title>
      <description>James sat upright on his bed, with his legs crossed and hishands holding his head up. He just stared at the small, red notebook that lay in front of him, this mysterious gift that was granted to him. His own name was engraved on the front. It was almost like it was glowing, beckoning him to open it, to control reality even more.   His mind was racing, full of thoughts of Amy, Kirsty and the</description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 17:07:10 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>The Ultimate Doll, Chapter #4</title>
      <description>Shock was an understatement. Lynn stood there unable to believe what her husband Don was telling her. Could it be: that her meeting was an accident, and that the tormentor she spent the weekend with, and gave her future life to was a total stranger?  "What will happen now," she thought.  How would she complete her transformation, and indeed, would her husband even allow it to continue? What</description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 02:41:24 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Ulysses</title>
      <description>They tied Ulysses to the mast before they rowed past the Sirens' rocks; the rowers deafened with wax, so only he could hear their songs and every song they sang was madness in his ears.  "We are the Muses, come and be immortal through our Arts," the naked nymphs intoned, plaiting up their hair in knots; their smiles as radiant as the sun; their bodies pale as moonlit lilies. Here and there</description>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 17:50:51 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Running in the Forest of Diomede the Nymph</title>
      <description>To keep myself in shape I&amp;apos;d taken up jogging, but I hated slogging up and down the same roads again and again. As the summer got into full swing running on a hot road turned unbearable. I felt like I was going to pass out from the heat. To get off the road I&amp;apos;d found a trail through the woods to take. It was a lonely patch of woods, but it was quiet, and thankfully cool. Also, running through</description>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 21:31:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>To Dance and To Feel</title>
      <description>The space liner, Tecumseh, was in port at Or, the chief metropolis of the Orion system. The city teemed with millions of people: descendants of the original Earth colonists, native Orians, and mixed breeds of the two races. It hadn&amp;apos;t taken the colonists long to learn that they could bed and breed with the natives, and now the city was reknown through the galaxy for its wild nightlife full</description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 20:20:29 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Done In The Haunted House - Part 2</title>
      <description>The following Friday I met my lovely co-worker for cocktails and conversation as per usual. After a few drinks she shyly admitted that our little tryst in the haunted house had awakened an erotic vampire fantasy that she had wanted to act out for years. However most of her previous lovers were far too straight-laced for such a departure from the &amp;quot;norm&amp;quot;. She then asked if I was interested. I</description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 01 May 2013 18:20:18 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Tom&amp;apos;s Notebook, or, The Misadventures of an Unrepentant Souse</title>
      <description> Introduction    Tom opened the lone curtain in his rented, basement room. His head as he looked out the window was a foot above the ground. A patch of grass, a tree trunk, and a strip of sidewalk was his view. It rained.   A wet dog ran around the tree. When Tom tapped his window pane, the dog stopped, ran toward him, lifted its hind leg, and peed. Tom watched the urine dribble down the glass</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 12 May 2013 13:14:08 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Burn For Me Pt 2</title>
      <description>The sweet sounds of broken moans and soft panting echoed the Caster House&amp;apos;s tower that night. The tower&amp;apos;s single room was dark, except for the light that entered through the window. The light exposed the sheen of sweat that covered the two figures on the king-sized bed. There lay a witch and a warlock.     Her hands were tied to the center of her bed frame. She pulled on her bonds above her</description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 20:09:11 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Sunny Days and Chocolate</title>
      <description>Eve tipped her chair back and gazed out across the patio to the beach and the distant mountains. She breathed in deeply, savoring the scent of the ocean mixed with the more nearby smells of her coffee and cinnamon toast on the table in front of her. She took a quick nibble of the slightly crunchy toast and then a sip of the deeply-flavored coffee, then she stood and gave a lingering look over</description>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 05 May 2013 20:46:17 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Done in the Haunted House, Part 1</title>
      <description>She worked in our data processing division. She always looked and conducted herself as the total professional who was dedicated to her job. Some dubbed her a cold fish, but I always felt they read her wrong. It always seemed that we had our lunch at the same time. I attempted to break the ice by starting a conversation, and she responded. After a few weeks of polite conversation in the</description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 01 May 2013 18:03:07 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Missionary Impossible</title>
      <description>( A Darkniciad story. About 8 mos. after &amp;quot;Queen Alicia&amp;quot; )   Arilee checked her blonde locks in the mirror, and then turned to the half-elven woman at her side. "Thank you for coming, Cris."   "I have seen the change in Christi's letters as well. I share your concern and love," Crystania said, and gave a little bow of her head. "I pray you may aid her, as such emotional turmoil could</description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 29 Apr 2013 12:16:58 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>They Came For Your Anus - Act I</title>
      <description>In the town of Badonkadonk there lived a man called Chuck Johnson. Chuck was just an average guy. He was twenty one years old and still lived with his parents. He had an older brother, Lance, who'd recently come out as gay and he wasn't sure how he felt about that. He also believed he lived in the most boring place on Earth. But Chuck and the rest of the inhabitants of Badonkadonk were about</description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 24 Apr 2013 08:48:06 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Angel of Destruction;part 6</title>
      <description>  Chapter Fourteen                   Davariel stared at the icy fall of water, watching the image of his home in Sjoria faded away. He could still see Luciel's screaming face in his mind. How happy they had been. How little it had lasted. At least his sons were safe. Now he needed to finish his task-kill the fallen angels that had traversed into this realm and finish closing the rift.   </description>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 05:20:56 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Angel of Destruction;part 5</title>
      <description>  Chapter Eleven        Davariel kissed the top of Devon's head through the hood that covered him from everyone's view. He held his son, although he was securely strapped onto his chest, while Luciel carried Lucien, who tended to be fussier. The soft grey hood on Davariel's own head covered him well, but he was still nervous. The thought of what would happen if anyone were to gaze upon him</description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2013 03:51:10 GMT</pubDate>
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