Kerri was on her way home from work. She had a long day and was ready to soak in a hot bath. Surrounded by the usual scumbags on the bus, the selection of men to flirt with today, like every day, were sparse. She sighed as she looked around, knowing none of these men could satisfy her needs. Then she peeked around at the women. She found one cutie sitting up...
The sun filtering through the windows warmed the air inside my bookshop. I had always loved this time of the year. It brought back good memories of my childhood. The sunshine helped to lift my mood and to shake off the winter sadness. Anyway, at this time in my life, I was feeling really quite good about everything. As the day wore on, the volume of people v...
I'm in a dark corner of a dark club somewhere in Chicago. I'm in the corner mainly because I'm out of the way here. I hate clubs. But O loves them. She toasts me from the dance floor and I raise my drink in return. I'm only here because I promised her I would come out and it was her turn to pick the place. A couple of guys have stopped by to ask me if I wan...
As I kissed the Great Queen, I was consumed by a fire I had felt only once before. It was not just the eroticism of her intoxicating person - I knew all about that sort of thing, and also the difference between it and love, and how easy it was to persuade oneself that the one must entail the other. This was more akin to my lost Ana. My heart had mourned her,...
Jess came to my couch. I had told Calliope, my patroness and mother of the Sultan, of my design, and she had offered me the inner sanctum, where no eunuch ever came. That was typical of her generosity to me. I had brought her much pleasure, and she was unselfish in allowing me to have some of my own. She had bought Jess for me at the slave market. She had...
So, I thought, this is how it ends. And yet the day had begun so promisingly. With Ayesha, who had been sent to spy on my Sapphic activity by the Imams, compromised into silence by Jess's forceful introduction to its delights, and Princess Damila satisfied by the Sultan and myself, we had shored up the strategy of supporting the Al-Amadin clan, provided th...
The story soon got around. Rahab had not satisfied the Sultan. The Circassians looked smug, not least at Svetlana. The other wives reacted more kindly, on the whole. Those who were members of the play-group were sweetest. As zero challenge to any of them, but not banished by the Sultan, I was accepted as different. That Calliope obviously favoured me, did me...
Days passed. Jane had been at the M.I.L.K. facility for a week now. She was now unrecognizable compared to how she looked after her arrival, Jane changed: her hips widened to the point of sticking out past her shoulders, she gained a bit of weight around her belly and butt, and her breasts swelled to a D cup. Still, her chest failed to measure up to the bust...
A METAMORPHOSIS OF PRIDE or THE RISE AND FALL OF CATHERINE Chapter I The Princess and the Servant I've never harboured any romantic desires for anybody of the female gender; I am a straight woman, but I have always enjoyed dominating weaker women in a sexual way. Any kind of physical torture is out of the question. Psychological is the only way to go...
We walk into the room, I slam you against the door and kiss you, hard and probing. I take your hands, put them above your head, pinning you in place with my body. Slowly I kiss down your neck, I stop by your ear to whisper everything that is about to happen to you in your ear. You moan. I continue lower, kissing as I go, before biting your neck. Hard eno...