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He Just Wants Company Part 1
He Just Wants Company (M/m) Tommy Dollar, a green-eyed redhead was slender and a little on the geeky side. He’d much rather play Dungeons and Dragons than play football much to the chagrin of his father. Frank was a tall man with dark hair and eyes, who just happened to be mayor of the small town of Livingston. Sadly, Tamara Dollar had passed away from cancer four years prior leaving a grieving husband and son. The father and son due had never really gotten along that well. Still, that didn’t stop them from trying. Frank offered to take Tommy golfing on Saturday. The teenager politely declined as he didn’t care much for golf and that Saturday was his mathlete’s match. Frank inwardly cursed. Why couldn’t Tommy play football or soccer? No, his only son had to be on a team that competed on calculus. Still, it was his son. “I’ll be there,” Frank had promised to his son’s hopeful face. Yet, Saturday rolled around, and Frank Dollar was on a golf course instead of Livingston High
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Time's Ticking Ch. 1 (GiD Fiction Commission)
Note: This story contains fictional peril scenarios, including threats, kidnapping, bondage, etc. All characters involved are 18+. By the time Sunday night rolled around, I was exhausted. At 21, I was about to graduate from college and take up a spot in my father’s business. Between my internship at his company, my classes, and of course, a full weekend of social obligations, I was more than ready for my Sunday night alone in my apartment. I had been out late Saturday night, and woken decently early to hit the gym - maintaining my slightly muscular physique was important to me, and it kept me feeling good. Endorphins felt almost as effective for a hangover as anything else. After that, I had met up with some friends for brunch, then classmates for studying, and then finally, I had gone to my parents’ home for Sunday night dinner. It was nice, I suppose, spending dinner as a family, but by the time I walked into the house I shared with a couple of guys from business school, it was
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A young knight makes a stand, and ends up at the mercy of a savage barbarian. A barbarian prince undertakes a little light raiding, and finds himself with a slave somewhat less docile than expected. They are either going to save the world, or kill each other.
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DragonLord: Chapter 2 Bastien stared up at his captor before testing the manacles again. There was no give in the chain, and short of removing his thumbs he would not be able to slide the metal off his wrists. “Well, Rien…” He emphasized the man’s name. “That seems rather unlikely. Now, if you wish to ensure a ransom is paid, I suggest —”
The big man tossed something to Bastien. It landed next to him with a clanking sound, and Bastian felt a slight chill when he realized the item was a heavy steel collar. “Don’t worry.” Rien smiled. “You’ll get used to the idea. We’ve still got some travel ahead of us.”
“You cannot possibly imagine I will be cooperative.” He narrowed his eyes.
“Oh, I’m absolutely s
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The mental image of Bastien flung over that horse with the rest of Rien's spoils is a very lovely one... looking forward to how this story continues!