Kambi Stories Novels & Stories

Side by side, Christina and I strolled through the gallery, taking in the vibrant artwork. Christina's love and knack for art were off the charts. She had a way of uncovering the hidden tales in each piece from angles no one else seemed to see. "Erick, check out this painting." She gestured towards an oil painting named 'Nirvana', her eyes alight with excitement. "It's a phoenix rising from the ashes, feathers scorched but eyes blazing with hope and strength for what's ahead. It reminds me of you." Her words caught me off guard, and I turned to her.

“Can we do stuffs that you like? Only in a more subtle way. Me being a beginner and all.” He caressed her hair. “What if you don't like what I like?” “I'm willing to explore.” Gabriel had to smile up at the ceiling. “You said Fola told you about my kinks.” “Yeah.” “So what exactly did that talkative tell you?” “Nothing much. How did he find out?” Gabriel shrugged. “Who knows? Besides, I don't really hide stuffs.” Her voice was shy and tiny as she asked, “Is it like BDSM? I've always wondered what it was like.”

Yesterday everything exploded again. Mum found the pregnancy test in my bathroom trash. She stormed into my room waving it like a weapon. “You’re pregnant?! That monster got you pregnant? We’re aborting it tomorrow. I’m booking the clinic right now.” I felt something snap inside me. I stood up, tears already burning my eyes. “No. I’m keeping this baby.” She laughed bitterly. “You’re twenty years old, Kassy. A child yourself. You’re not keeping it.” “I am,” I said, voice shaking but getting stronger. “If you make me abort it, I swear to God I’ll kill myself. I’ll do it tonight. I’ll swallow every pill in this house. I mean it, Mum.”

Zahra whispered, not minding to hide the fear in her voice, “But why had they set fifteen huts ablaze?” “I can’t say for sure,” Dodo turned her attention to Zahra, “But my mother told me a story of how the three Kingdoms, after hunting, danced around a campfire. You want to hear the story?” “No,” Zahra and Ginika said in unison. They were not prepared to hear Dodo’s unending tale. She would only end up telling them of how her great, great, great grandmother, told her great, great grandmother and her great grandmother, to her… Her stories usually leave one hungry and light-headed, or it would knock you out.

I’d tell her how I felt and she’d echo it and then…. God, I couldn’t think about that. I’d get hard and these bathing suit bottoms would do nothing to hide it. “You coming back?” the tour guide asked. “Nah, I think we’ll stay for a bit,” Cameron said. “Wanna hit up that little beach? Let’s give the girls a bit more time before we come back. So we can get our stories straight.” “What stories?” I asked. “The stories about all the massive, dangerous, flesh-eating sharks we saw,” Cameron told me.

He and Erick went to have a coffee and Erick said to him: "If you put the cameras, how did you do it? -If you put the cameras like I told you. -Yes, I put them everywhere in the apartment there are cameras. -Well, all we have to do is wait for the baby to be born. -Yes, if I'm sure that baby belongs to that Paco, that lady from the neighborhood said, I'm going to go to the apartment and talk to Gabi, here I have the card where I'm going to deposit money every two weeks. When he arrived at the apartment, Gabi was already there, and she received him in her underwear, so he told her:

They agreed to let us know if the kids go back to their old ways, and we left. Our next stop was to see Kimber. When we knocked on the door we heard a child’s voice yelling, “I got it!” I was still chuckling when she opened the door. She smiled wide when she both of us standing there, “Queen Chumani, Princess Chloe! I’m so happy to see you! How are you?” She invited us in, and we sat on the couch, and I asked her, “So, have you been drawing your visions?” Kimber smiled, “I have. I’ve kept them all too; just like you said.” I asked, “May I see them?” Kimber ran to her room and ran back with a sketch pad in her hands. She handed it to me and asked, “Are you going on any trips soon?” I smiled,

I was surprised at myself, but I was happy to see myself smiling normally. After the facepainting, we had Al walk us around the school to check out the other classes. Just like in Al's class, the other classes continued to surprise me. If I didn't know that this was a school festival, I never would have guessed that the booths were made and managed by students. While we walked past the gymnasium, I noticed a poster for a play. It looked like a romance one, kinda similar to Romeo And Juliet. "You wanna watch that?" White asked as he peeked from behind me. "Oh, this is only a few minutes from now. Do you wanna just wait for it inside? Do we need tickets for this?"

THEMES: Short quick story, Nonconsensual, Reluctance, Stockholm syndrome, Hostage, Kidnapping KINKS: Gang Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Rough breeding, Restraints, Masturbation, Filthy Praise Kink, Dirty Talk, Firm/ Strict/ Service Dom, Bratty Sub, Restraints, Oral, Edging, Rough sex, Multiple Orgasms, Hair pulling, Spanking, Gang Jerk Off. SHINA'S POV No one's ever cared that much for me before.

After that first assignment, I knew I had a new calling. The biggest surprise was when I went into heat a few months after we had marked each other. We were on an assignment, and my body got so hot I felt like I was going to explode. I never actually thought I would feel hot when I went into heat. Afterward, Skye said I was pregnant with our first cub. It took me a while to get used to saying cub. Gabriella is eighteen months old now, and we call her Gabi.