The following story is fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. "To be one's self, and unafraid whether right or wrong, is more admirable than the easy cowardice of surrender to conformity." (Irving Wallace) "To see the right and not to do it is cowardice." (Confucius) k.d. lang, her voice like a bell, was going crazy imitat...
Note: This is a side-story told from an alternative perspective to Queen of Hearts: The New Guest (Chapter 1). It takes place after most of Chapter 1, and in some ways will make a lot more sense if you've read it. ***** The Queen of Hearts laid herself out on a beach chair that Tuesday afternoon. She wore her favorite bikini: the white one with hearts all...
She kneels before her queen fully naked and waiting to please her every need. Her queen is beautiful, tall, slender and naked as well. Her small but firm breasts with her hard long nipples are deliciously devious to suck on. Her long flowing blonde hair, when let down out of her bun, cascades down the small of her back and it kisses just above her curvaceou...
-Ancient Egypt- Neferu was beautiful. She had golden tanned skin. Her hair was long and straight. It was dark brown, but it looked black. Her eyes were a radiant blue; a rarity in her time. She was thin, a reflection of the difficult life she had led. Food had often been a luxury she wasn’t awarded. Nevertheless, her breasts were proud and perky. Neferu h...
Authors Note: The Queen Consort named in this story is Elisabeth of Austria, married to Charles IX, who ruled France during a period of protestant uprisings, and lives in infamy for his vicious reprisals. His wife, though sharing his strong Catholic faith, was known for her piety, naivety and beauty. It is this innocence that makes her so attractive a figure...
Madame Rochement was very pleased with herself as she viewed the four beauties kneeling in full curtsy before Queen Eleanor. The ivory whiteness of their swanlike necks, the unblemished smoothness of their bared shoulders, the deep cleavage of their décolletage, all forecast the beauty of their faces, hidden from the queen by the full bow of those necks. Mad...
‘So,’ she said, her hands between my thighs, feeling my want of a penis. Knowing this moment would come, I had prepared for it, and launched into my self-defence mode. ‘Highness, I had long wanted to meet you, and Lady Emma offered me this chance. By dressing as a man, it provided a cover for all of us, since three women travelling alone might have attracte...
Alice did a final look around her room before turning to leave. After losing her virginity and the way she felt while doing it, she just didn't want to spend any more time than necessary in her bedroom as she tried to deal with what happened. Now, after finishing her chores she headed for the living room. She needed to take time and process everything that h...
West of France, 13th century... Martine wanted the usual morning ritual of lectures, dance practice, and boring lessons to start, but she knew it was not to happen today. Today was when she was to be informed of her duty. For many months she had gone through the same routine with about a dozen other girls. She looked around the ornately decorated room at th...
"So it seems like you've been a busy little girl of late," Natalya strummed her latex-clad fingers along her pet's stomach, slowly walking them up the gentle rise of their mons. "Isn't that right Amber?" Demon Lord Natalya-Gremory, Lady of the 12th Pit of Screaming Perversion, Succubus Queen of the Realm of Sapphic Agony, and She Crowned with Brimstone and...