Miriam looked around nervously at the other women. This was her first Goddess Worship Circle, and she had hacked through the underbrush with the rest of the women to arrive at this small clearing in the forest. She had been attending meetings for the coven for months now, and was excited to finally join their ranks officially, though she wasn't sure exactly...
Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of any characters to any persons, real or fictitious, is purely coincidental and unintentional. Note 2: This work includes themes of a graphic sexual nature and involves person who, although entirely fictional, are all above the legal age of consent. This story is set in the slightly historical, but prima...
She did not like the railway station and cringed her nostrils in disgust. The Nizamuddin railway station was packed with peddlers, beggars nomads and passengers translating the whole stage into pure pandemonium. 'What a madhouse,' she protested as usual. 'This is our country, there is a method in this madness,' her father defended the melee. The dust,...
Part the Final: In Which Miss Esme Winterblossom, Now Wearing The Mantle Of The Late Sapphic Pirate Miranda, Conceives An Extraordinary Plan Of Escape For Her Crew From The Sargasso Sea, Through The Use of A Rite Suggested By Her Catamite Hippolyte, And Boldly Goes Where No Sapphic Pirate Has Gone Before * * * Sept. 17, 17-- And Beyond The Infinite Capta...
Summary: Sweet nerd loses her virginity and discovers her domme side. Note 1: Thanks to HFernandez for suggesting this idea. Note 2: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, Dave, and Wayne for editing this story. Warning: This story manipulates religious doctrine... if that offends you, please quit reading now. This is part four of a potentially lengthy ser...
About a week after we had first made out, I began the final manoeuvres. From some of the e-mails I receive I guess some people don't know how to go about seducing a partner's ass. Here's one way. I began, apparently innocently, with a request for Sadie to identify what part of me she liked the best. She went for my legs - good choice, girl, they are pretty...
A couple of weeks ago, on a grey, overcast Monday, I was running some errands on my lunch hour. I hadn't had time for breakfast that morning, and was absolutely ravenous. I decided to stop off at this funky little cafe in Fremont, a new place called Antonia's Soups, which had just been voted Seattle's best soup and sandwich joint by readers of The Stranger....
Allison Springs knew, of course, that she was a stunner, a looker, a hottie, a cutie. And yet none of those words actually fully described the beauty and sex appeal of the 22-year-old blonde social worker. She was more. Much more. At 5 feet 10 inches and 125 pounds, her 34DD – 21 – 34 figure was topped by a face that was that of an angel. She was a glorious...
Hello I would like to start with a bit about myself, my name is Elana and I am a collared slave to my Mistress, whom I address lovingly as GoddessBernadette ( She likes the form of address as a single word ) or sometimes simply Goddess. I have been collared to Her for a few weeks now and have never felt so happy. Now I have to share a little about myself be...
The Morning Run It was a chill spring morning when I met up with Melanie in front of her house, dressed in my black track pants and grey parka with a good pair of red running shoes. We had been confined to our homes for the last 2 months and it was really starting to take a toll on our sanity. Mel and I had met up over the last few days after we decided i...