"Office Plaything" side story. Just your average board meeting, you know? Switching a remote controlled vibrator on and enjoying the sight as an employee screams as she is pleasured. You know, just the usual.

Historical fiction story. It's the early 1800s. Clarke Griffin is to be married to a man that she hates. And she knows a way to stop the marriage. But it might just ruin her life. All she has to do, is join a party of what her society considers "sin," and let a few people do what they want with her. And this is where she meets Natasha and Steve...among many others.

Part of my story, "The foreboding words on your arm." Clarke wasn't surprised by any of what was happening. Just the usual taking turns pleasuring her. Too bad her mates didn't ask her permission. But that hardly makes a difference as Clarke is forced to be pleasured over and over again.

Clarke thought that she could get her mates, a pack full of extremely dominant alphas, to leave her, if she cheated on them. Unfortunately, both all of her mates, and the alphas that she is with for the night, to get her mates to leave her, have other ideas...

This was...business as usual, right? Except, Clarke didn't remember "business as usual," consisting of her being the one to be pleasured over and over again, to be praised over and over again. Wasn't that her job? hen again, these many dominant figures in her bed, seem to think otherwise as they pleasure her until she drops.

The gang of murderers watched as their prize sat down in their home with her young son. Everything was going according to plan. Soon, Clarke would begin to give into their advances-after a proper seduction, of course.

13 murderers, get a chance to escape from Hell. They just have to win a murder mystery reality show. This is a sequal to the 100 television series, as well as a sequal to my Twilight Zone story "Gladiators: Season 1." Contains several original characters.

After the destruction of Mount Weather, Clarke's fascination with an old legend told by her father leads to her becoming part of a new world

Clarke's mates will always give her what she wants. And they will always give her what her body wants. Even if she doesn't consent to it. Part of my side stories for my main story, "The foreboding words on your arm."

"How can we let her go?" Hela asked, looking at the screen, seeing where Clarke was seated, pain at the thought of not always being able to know where Clarke was. Clarke gives her mates a choice. And it's the only way for Clarke to heal. (Part of the vampire stories that I'm writing)

An Ancient Brotherhood and an Ancient Cult brought the world to destruction and Humanity to the edge of extinction, but some few yet lived, encased in two miles of rotating metal above their ashen homeworld. A century later this last refuge is dying...and one girl is willing to do whatever it takes to save it.

Clarke Griffin is more or less used to submitting to her police officer lovers. She likes it exactly like this. However, she gets curious and asks the question if she asked them to, would her lovers ever let her go. She gets a...troubling answer. Her response to their answer, is also troubling.

For the price of silence, Clarke would do whatever her blackmailers said. Even letting her blackmailers use her in any way they wished to use her. However, her blackmailers have more...romantic intentions. Which make it all the worse for Clarke.

Part of my "Foreboding words on your arm" side stories. It seemed like Clarke's mates and their employees, Kamala found Clarke to be far too tempting. It makes Clarke's mates suspect they chose Kamala well.

When Clarke catches the eyes of avatars of death soon after Clarke and the dropship come down, they decide to kill anyone that gets in their way and claim her as their wife and all decide to have their way with her.

The second half of the "Return home" part of this series. Just a small fic of mutual pining on Clarke's part and on the part of her mates, the demon queens.

When the strangers arrived, Clarke doesn't understand why she feels as if she knows them, or the desire and fear that's in her chest when she is near them. But what she also doesn't know? Is what these strangers have planned for her. If she knew just what these people were planning on doing to her? She would run for the sake of her virtue. (Early 1900s fic.)

At last, the wedding ceremony for Clarke and her mates has arrived. However, before the fun can really begin? The priest, Hippolyta, who is to have Clarke married to Clarke's mates, must first pay her respects...and these respects include bondage.

Kamala Khan has a rather embarrassing question she needs to ask Wanda, and it's about Clarke. Kamala just wants to please Clarke, but needs information. And well, Wanda's more than happy to assist with teaching Kamala. Anything for Clarke, right? (Kamala is aged up in this, she's an adult)

This was a place carved out just for her. Clarke hadn't realized that yet. But she would learn it soon. Learn that this place was made just for her, so that one day she could be happy and one day she could meet her true soulmates. (Too bad her soulmates use magic to manipulate everything)

so ... it is my life experience

All of Clarke's mates and their lackeys love being pleased. But knowing the pleasure they can give Clarke, even if she pleads with them not to? Well, that's a high they are addicted to.

Clarke wanted everything, especially sexual pleasure. In excess. But she's not the only one that wants in excess. As Clarke's stalkers listen to Clarke moaning as her boyfriend makes love to her, they plan. They plan and hunger, much like Clarke does. Final part of this series. Tribute to WolfHowlRunner61's Her Guardians series.

Because Clarke had experienced so much of her mates…other forms of attention, she knew she perhaps should have expected what happened next, after she gulped down some of the chocolate, however, it still stunned her just how outrageous some of her mates' forms of affection were.

You'd think the position Clarke was currently in, she'd have some control, but not where her mates are concerned. Warnings inside.