His Little Bird Novels & Stories

This time, I didn't chase him, didn't clutch at his sleeve, didn't sob and beg him to stay. I just stood there, staring after him, until his footsteps grew fainter. The sting in my nose began to spread, sharp, hot, and unrelenting. The photos had only just been developed, and already they lay in shreds. But the face on them was already carved into my memory. So this was Winnie Leigh. She was beautiful. I clamped a hand over my mouth to keep from breaking into sobs, but the tears spilled anyway, rolling down my hand like beads from a broken necklace.

Like a lullaby. She blinked again. The bird tilted its head and began to hum the exact tune her mother used to sing to her as a child—something no one else alive would know. Not even Doctor Jane. Her breath caught in her throat. “...Little one ,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “Where have you been …?” The bird fluttered closer, hopping onto the edge of her seat. Then, in a soft, uncanny way, it pressed its head gently against her knee.

Lilith knew exactly what he was promising - more pain, more humiliation, more chances to debase herself for his amusement. With a deep breath, she leaned into the microphone, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. "Hello... um, hello everyone. This is Lilith, your friendly neighborhood slut. And I have an announcement to make..." She stumbled through the words Roman had fed her earlier, describing in explicit detail all the vile things she would let complete strangers do to her. She would suck any cock they shoved in her face, she would let them pound her pussy and ass until they spilled their loads inside her.

His face lit up with a grin, “Like I said, you’re very interesting, little dove.” “There’s nothing I love more, than a challenge.”

She pleaded. “It's fine mom, I'm going to miss you” I said and gave her a hug. “Awwwnn sweetheart, I'm gonna miss you too” she pecked me on my forehead and went to Derek who was standing with her suitcase to go drop her at the airport and they left the house. In an hour, Derek was back. He bought food on his way back. “Miss me princess?” He said, dropping the food on the table and walking towards me. “Not at all” I lied, knowing fully well I was imagining his cock inside me again.

The island had become a kingdom of secrets and soft lullabies. Ten years had reshaped everything. The nursery had long since been converted into a full children's wing, filled with laughter, scattered toys, and the constant patter of small feet. Elias, now ten, was a miniature version of his father sharp-eyed, commanding, always leading his siblings on adventures along the beach. Seraphina, eight, was fierce and unyielding, with a fire that reminded me daily of the strength I had slowly found within myself. Aurora, six, was gentle and observant, often curling up in my lap with books. And little Theo, three, was the chaos that kept us all laughing.

My pussy throbs, craving him. The metallic sound of his zipper breaks through my thoughts. I know his cock is still hard. He’s just doing this to punish me. I fucking hate him. My muscles give out. My eyelids flutter shut as I fall. Mask catches me before I hit the ground. “You're mine, Little Bird,” his voice sounds distant now, echoing as if from underwater. “You're never getting away from me.”

The next morning on campus felt electric with risk. Lila walked into Dr. Elias Voss’s lecture hall wearing a modest dress that hid the marks from last night. But underneath, a small vibrating plug filled her ass, controlled by Elias through his phone app. Every few minutes it buzzed to life, sending waves of secret pleasure through her body. She sat in the front row, trying to focus. Her thighs pressed together as the toy hummed again.

"Even at such a young age, she had such eyes that set her apart from any other person I had ever seen in my entire life." “That was a good thing, right?” The man didn’t respond, but the complete silence was enough to take for an answer. — Little Raven. "I'm done with my mission."

- proposed the father bird. - Ok, if so then I stay. - Announced the little bird. So passed the puny bird days. As his parent promised, every day, the father bird would find a new bauble to entertain the kiddy bird. Until one day... The little bird became a small bird, lost all his baby plumage, and had won beautiful blues ones. It was expected that he would be the first of his brothers to leave the nest. But that was not the case. Small bird, the cunning, refused to leave!