After bathing, I rested, allowing Lady Emma to get ready for the banquet, and letting Flora and Molly, my two maids, set out my garments for the evening. As it was a State occasion, I wore my most elaborate entari (silk inner robe) with its decorated golden cevberi (belt) and a bejewelled dagger. Over that, I wore my best red silk kaftan, with golden embroi...
The characters and situations of this story are entirely imaginary. It is intended for adults who take pleasure in ponygirl and interracial lesbian fantasies. If this subject offends you, please don't start reading. Sabel Chapter One: A course for ponygirls Her dark skin would look perfect in a pink or green harness. Cathy couldn't help imagining what it...
Awakening in a bed, slightly softer than you remember, there is no doubt in your mind that what you experienced in the night wasn't just a dream. At least part of your wish was granted because where you once had the plain chest of an man you now had a beautiful pair of breasts. Excitedly you grab the tablet next to your bed and search for "Human reprodu...
Entries From the Diarie of Miss Esme Winterblossom, a Young Lady of Breeding and Beauty, Who Is Taken Captive By The Sapphic Pirate Miranda And Her Crew of Fat, Half-Naked Hell-Wenches, And Subjected To Dreadful Torments As Well As (It Must Be Admitted) Temptations, Which She Is Not Entirely Able To Resist * * * June 8, 17-- Dearest Diarie, I am most exc...
"Forgive me father, for I have sinned." he swallows a long pull of whiskey and answers hoarsely. "What have you done, child?" His lips are numb from the whiskey. Kneeling there with her hair down and her nude body wrapped in crimson silk makes her look more a pagan priestess than a confessing Christian harlot. The profanity inflames him. "I've had carnal p...
The Organization, Part 1 Copyright 2012, 2020 Lisa Summers I've never cared much for other women, they're just too much into drama. On the other hand, I've always loved men, but this one was beginning to annoy me. "Where are you taking me?" I asked the beefy troglodyte holding my arm and 'assisting' me into the long, black limo. By the way his jacket bowe...
The small village of Nookington was located near a forest where the various species of the now called 'Entomorph' were discovered. A collection of insectoid and arachnid humanoid creatures that sought to introduce themselves to the world, but were starting small so far. Several had come to open a small 'farmers market' of sorts, which included a bee people's...
Greetings everyone, In addition to the stories I post on here, I often write more... niche type stories! I usually don't post them, as, well, I can write something that I believe to be pretty hot without including explicit sex! The story you see below comes from a fantasy that did involve sex. I wasn't really sure what category to put this in at first then,...
It was the last Sunday of August - Auction Day. CJ was nervous, scared of what might happen. Scared of what might not happen. She opened her eyes before sunrise, rolled up the mat she slept on, and set it carefully in the corner of the tent she shared with the other girls; unsure if she would need it again, unsure if she should take it with her or if it woul...
Emma rests her head on her arm and watches the clouds drift by. Many days have passed at the estate since her father brought her here, to spend some time with her cousin Audrey. They had played together when they were very young amidst the poplars and the weeping willows. Life was far more exciting in those earlier days. Now each day passes languidly into th...