Something was wrong. Lily lay still, keeping her eyes closed. "Something is very wrong here." The bed felt normal. It wasn't too warm or cool in the room. It was still dark. Suddenly it dawned on her. Silence! Normally she would be able to hear traffic down below on the streets, the not-unwelcome sound of other human beings. The sounds of the city. Now t...
It was summertime in Australia, Penny's favorite time of year. The hot days were an ideal excuse for her to wear the minimum amount of clothing and still not be condemned as a "flirt". The thirty-six year old mom's days were busy looking after her three-year-old daughter, maintaining the household and helping her husband with the family business. Penny enj...
Sarah smiled at me. 'I love you Pixie! I love you as much as the day we married.' Hugging her, I reminded her that as that had only been two months earlier, it was just as well. On tippy toes, I kissed her, tasting her sweetness, loving her scent; our love buoyed me up. Much had changed since the Spring. Our marriage had brought us to share Sarah's house...
This is a story that I published years ago on another story repository, under a different pseudonym. Much of the backdrop is historically accurate, though the principal characters are my invention. The influence of Ellis Peters' Brother Cadfael stories is rather obvious. Note that the nun described below is *not* supposed to be the famous English mystic Juli...
"It is agreed then we will begin taking the best of our young girls and training them as breeding stock. Their virginity will be guarded during training and at the age of 18 they will be auctioned off to the highest bidder." *** They were usually taken young and moved to the camps. Not everyone had the same vision of a perfect woman so they took from a cro...
Inspired by the erotic comic Convent Of Hell by Ricardo Barrierio and Ignacio Noe. Zoë was a little nervous, at first, being separated from her mother, but the two young nuns did their best to make her feel more relaxed. Small talk about the weather, what it was like out in the secular world, that sort of thing. They introduced themselves as Sister Margar...
'Ah, at last, the Pixie awakes!' I had that groggy feeling that you get when you are overtired and then finally fall asleep for a few hours. Sarah was looking lovingly at me. 'Darling, you did so well last night while we all rested, I am so glad that you managed to rest at last.' She kissed me and pulled me into her arms. That was all the reward I wanted...
Calliope explained that there had been a fresh influx of slaves at the market, and that she liked to choose those for the Seraglio; she suggested that I might enjoy the trip, saying it would be a treat. Since arriving in Istanbul, I had not left the Topkapi Palace. As it was the size of the village I had spent my life in, plus some, that was not quite the h...
Ch. 3: The Lady Meets the 'Lad' Alicia was busy planning the French trip when the telephone rang. It was Manny, terribly sorry but she had to postpone the visit. She would e-mail Lady Alicia for a new appointment to suit. To say she was deeply disappointed was an understatement. When the telephone rang again it took all of her ingrained breeding not to sna...
"Anita, don't push yourself too hard!" Andersen screamed to the brunette frenetically trying to catch her breath. "Try to run the next interval a couple of seconds more slowly. You should be 15-20 meters behind Mona." It was not unusual for Mona and Anita to train together, but they would usually not do the same intervals -- Mona being an 800 m runner where...