“Please!” Merielle cried out, her musical voice gone slightly shrill with panic. “Please, stop! Come back!” She scrambled up the face of the rock, her fingernails scrabbling against the slick surface of the sea-washed stone. “Please sir, you can’t!” The man, however, did not stop. He was a big man, tall with dark hair on … Continue reading Finding Avalon 1

Her captor, whom she'd learned was called Cieran, made good on his promise. After he finished with her in the woods, he had bound her up in his mysterious grey conveyance and took her to a building. It stank of iron and fish and waste here, but the mattress he took her to was dirtier … Continue reading Finding Avalon 2

Merielle was in misery. Not only had she been captured, raped, and placed into this strict bondage, covered in stinking cum, and still without her skin... but it was also incredibly hot in the darkness of her prison. It made her sweat enough to make a disgusting layer of liquid between her and her prison. … Continue reading Finding Avalon 3

Maeve, as it turned out, was a beautiful woman. She was naked as Merielle was, wore a collar just like her own, and had blond hair cascading down her neck and back almost thickly enough to cover it. Full breasted and half a head shorter than the redhead, the woman looked nevertheless looked a few … Continue reading Finding Avalon – 4

Merielle turned around to look at the exotic beauty standing behind her, her tails flicking in an agitated way. “What?” the redhead asked softly, quietly... like she was afraid that if she spoke any louder, some of the men who had finished gangraping the other selkies would notice her, come to her, drag her into … Continue reading Finding Avalon – 5

There was nothing quite like getting a blowjob from a woman who hated you. Mordred leaned back, relaxing into his comfortable chair as Yuki wrapped her lips around his length, bobbing her head up and down on him. Yuki hated him, he knew that - hated him with every fiber of her being. He could … Continue reading Finding Avalon – Interlude – Mordred

After what she'd been through in the last day, Merielle wouldn't have thought that if she ever got back in the water, the first thing she would want to do was crawl out... but that was precisely what she did. It was... different. Even without her skin, she had always enjoyed swimming, enjoyed the feeling … Continue reading Finding Avalon – 6

Three Months Later It was amazing the sorts of things a person could get used to. Merielle would never have thought that a life of horrifying sexual slavery could become banal — but after three months of suffering through it, it almost had. The Mists of Avalon followed a very simple set of rules, rules … Continue reading Finding Avalon – 8

Yuki hated the music. Even after all this time, it was little but noise to her. How could these humans stand it? Couldn’t they hear at all? She walked around the balcony, outwardly doing her assigned tasks of making sure the correct people were screwing the correct sluts. Master Mordred - how she hated that … Continue reading Finding Avalon – Interlude – Yuki

No night in this place was an easy one… but some were worse than others. Being told that you were going to be an appetizer for a party was one of the worst. The one she had seen Maeve be in on her first night in this club had been one of the most brutal … Continue reading Finding Avalon – Chapter 10