Hello, my name is Amora Jones. I'm an erotica writer who loves leather jackets, ropes, and fairytales. At night when I'm alone, I write steamy kinky sex scenes.
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Taken in a Dream
Their father came home after a week. Beauty avoided going into town after that first day even though Mercy and Hope still went out at night. Beauty shuddered at the thought of her sisters being used so thoroughly by the townspeople but they didn't seem to mind. And it meant they had plenty of food until their father came back. Still, Beauty was relieved when he finally arrived home.
Ravished by the Townspeople
Beauty woke up at the crack of dawn, careful not to wake her sisters who were sleeping after their late night out. She didn't know where they went at night, but they always came back home an hour or two before sunrise, grinning smugly and smelling of sex. Sometimes they would have a new silk scarf or shiny new necklace to show off. right before they passed out for the night.
Submissive Little Cam Slut 3
Eric stared at his bank account balance. Even though he was in the comfort of his own bedroom, that comfort felt tenuous at best when it was becoming apparent that he wouldn't be able to afford rent next month if he didn't do something drastic.
Taken by the Prince
I managed to make my way to the shore with my newly formed legs. It felt weird trying to swim with them instead of my tail and it was tedious how long it took to swim what used to be a short distance for me. By the time I reached the shore, my legs were burning.
Enslaved by the Professor
I bit my lip as I stood on the doorway of my professor's house. I couldn't believe I was here. Professor Lawrence was my Psychology professor last semester. Like most of the girls in my class, I had a bit of a crush on him. He was easily fifteen years older than me, but his age only added to his distinguished good looks.
A strong feeling of despair filled me as someone rushed past. Even worse, I was one loaf of bread lighter. I rolled my eyes and shed my cloak to reveal a pair of bright, red wings. Every time I disguised myself as a human to indulge myself in marketplace treats, I had to put up with thieves and today was no different. I flew after the thief and found her disappearing down an alley. I reached her in moments. "Got you!" I grabbed her arms and pinned her against the side of a building. The woman glared back at me. The only sign of her fear was the quick rise and fall of her chest with her rapid breathing.
Dagon's Story 3
Dagon spent the next several weeks struggling to take care of Violet. Between stealing everything she needed and keeping the shipwreck protected, he was spread thin. But it felt wonderful to have a purpose at the same time. It had been so long since he had taken care of anyone and it felt so good.