This story has both fantasy and mind control aspects in it. This is a sequel to 'Be All That You're Meant To Be' and was prompted by discussions with RobotUnit8 about a lesbian take on that story. Whilst that previous story is a heterosexual in orientation you may find like to read it for background on a number of the characters featured here and what concubivores are.nnThe outfits, as is common in my stories, notably Marianne's, are drawn from examples I have seen in real-life and for the other characters from online images. This story has many influences including: the short movie 'Rosebud' (1991); the (as it turned out) ironic 'Bay of Married Pigs' softball episode of 'Sex and the City'; a television link between programmes which showed a lesbian businesswoman readying for a night out and a whole host of real incidents I witnessed while travelling around London, notably the scene with the woman explaining to her friend about the different qualities of leather trousers.nn*nnTom looked very pleased with himself as he walked into the bar and joined his three friends. He had known his fellow concubivore, Jake, for the past four centuries, maybe longer, and Carole, another of their species, certainly since the late nineteenth century. The larger woman dressed in denims, Della, was a more recent acquaintance but one who was certainly now firmly in their group. She was different from the other three in that she was a demoness from Nemarash. However, like the concubivores, she also enjoyed watching humans in all their diversity and occasionally playing with some of them, usually to achieve some sexually interesting outcome.nnUnlike the three concubivores, for whom sex provided the energies that they needed to survive, for Della, and Tom had no idea what a demoness needed to live on, it was all about pleasure. Della was a devout lesbian and believed that females of whatever species would get most from loving another female. She always took the opportunity to promote this view especially among the humans. Her powers to shape shift, to manipulate people's minds and to cross dimensions was in a different league to that of the concubivores. However, unlike many of her kind, she was unwilling to intervene in a heavy-handed way and it seemed to Tom that she had fallen in with them because she enjoyed the more cunning manipulations that the three concubivores used, often taking months to craft a rare individual into someone from whom they could derive the most delicious energies out of the best sex around. Concubivores did have limited glamour powers that enabled them to make people see them and feel about them in a positive way, but Tom had been speculating what different methods they could use if they could convince Della to play along. Then again, he needed heterosexual women and, maybe, Della would be unhappy at providing him and Jake with one.nn"Tom, you're looking well." Della said as he sat down. "I guess that is six months of the finest quality concubivore interaction.

You've written your story, edited it within an inch of its life, and are all ready to show it to the world. You open a submission page and – what's this? Story Tags? What the bleep is a Story Tag?nnThe larger any archive grows, the more important organization becomes. Separating stories into our current categories helps connect readers with stories they'll enjoy, but it is not a perfect system. Story Tags – keywords and key phrases that relate to a specific story – are a complement to the current categories. nnStory Tags are placed at the end of your story. When a reader clicks on a tag, it takes him or her to a list of other stories which also have that phrase or word as a tag. What tags you use can determine just how easy it is for interested readers to find your story (or poem – see the end of this piece for Poem Tag suggestions).nnFor example, suppose your story centers around a virgin girl in college who is caught masturbating by her roommate. This confrontation leads to her first lesbian experience, then to a threesome with her roommate's boyfriend. Possible tags for this story could include:ncollegencoednlesbian first timenfemale masturbationnFFMntwo women one mannfemale virginnthreesomenbisexual femalenroommatennThe best tags are ones that are descriptive and specific. "Female Masturbation" is a better tag than "Masturbation", but "Female Masturbating By A Tree Near A School" is a bit long and overly specific. nnWhat Not to put as Story Tags:n- Your author name.n- The story's title.n- The category in which the story is posted.n- Words or phrases that have nothing to do with your story. If there are no public blowjobs in your story but you use "public blowjob" as a tag, you risk receiving low votes and angry comments from readers looking for public blowjobs.n- Generics like "sex", "man", or "woman".

Thanks to all the feedback I get. Let’s start this first part off by explaining the fictitious version of how Torrie Wilson got into Playboy. Or is it? (insert evil laughter) nnStephanie McMahon felt complete. She was the happiest she had ever been in a long time. She loved her secret submissive lesbian life. She was resting in her hot tub with her lover Leanne when she got a phone call. It was her Mistress Angela.nn“Hello?”nn“And how are my two girls doing?”nn“We’re doing okay. How are you doing Mistress?”nn“Wonderful. I’m just looking over your tapes you have been sending me.”nn“Are you pleased?”nn“Yes I am. It’s time for your next mission. What’s the name of that blonde who used to hang around that gold guy?”nn“Terri Runnells?”nn“Yes!

Always, in the evening, I love to hold my beautiful Indian wife Anita in my arms and gently caress her soft and smooth body. She is 34 years old and very feminine. Her body is naturally curvaceous - with generous breasts and nicely rounded arse. But she looks after herself, exercising regularly and keeping her stomach nice and flat and her legs well-toned. Her hair is deep black and her skin dusky - its richness set off by her red lipstick and the golden bangles and necklaces she loves to wear. Oh yes, her perfume is always noticeable. In short, she is striking indeed and always turns heads. She is also very sensuous and more than satisfies my needs. He cunt is shaven smooth and always open to me - and invariably wet. What more could a man ask? Well, I was now about to discover that there was more…nnOne evening as we lay together Anita reached for my cock and began to gently and seductively stroke it. But there is something different about her, an air of nervous excitement. She leans across to kiss me, her soft breasts sliding across my chest. As she does so she holds my gaze. 'Darling,' she says, 'I have a confession to make, I need to tell you something. Something happened while you were at work today. Your Indian woman had an adventure. I'm a little nervous telling you. But I don't want any secrets between us. I think you can handle it - can't you?