I was hired at a small prestigious law firm in the library. Fresh out of college, I had majored in Library Sciences, but in this economy I was grateful for the opportunity. My responsibilities were heavy. I assisted the paralegals with Westlaw searches and court records. I also input scan and catalogue all the documents to PDF format. I was proud of my new...
In all honesty, I've never been an openly accepting or versatile person. I grew up in a traditional, Christian family, and was always the pretty little blonde in the second row of pews at Sunday service. I played with my dolls, had mock tea parties, braided hair, and had sleepovers every Friday night. I was the epitome of the wholesome girl-next-door image....
Morning came quickly, too quickly. I woke up to Terry bringing breakfast in to the bedroom singing, "Morning, time to get up." "Already," I said still half a sleep. Terry sat the try on the table next to the bed and poured coffee and started feeding me an omelet the way I liked it. With mushrooms and cheese. Though she took the first bite out of the omel...
My name is Dr. Kshama (pronounced "Shama" -- the "K" silent. It means "Beautiful Queen" in Hindi) V. V. (the middle names comprise no less than 44 letters!) Patel (as common in India as "Smith", "Jones" or "Johnson" are in your Western societies.) I am half Turkish and half Indian, born in Istanbul on the 24th day of March in the year 2042, my family having...
Author's note: This story is total fiction and any resemblance to real people, imagined or virtual is a coincidence. The story is told through Jessica's perspective. Cast of characters: Lauri 27, 5ft 7brunette, with an hourglass figure, 36DD breasts with dark wide nipples. She's the youngest of 4 children, the product of second-generation Italian and Jew...
Author Note: This is a second short involving Captain Lauren Blackburn, and takes place after Blackburn. I hope you enjoy. ***** Blackburn's Fitting: Two days after her night in the Palace, Lauren had her official commission signed by the queen. With it came her transfer to the Queen's Guard, and the key to her own apartment in the Guard barracks. She had...
Prologue: She'd finally gone; or more to the point I'd managed to exorcise her from my thoughts, from my consciousness, at least to a degree. Initially I'd managed to reach a stage where she wasn't my every waking thought or the last thing that crossed my mind before I managed to descend into sleep; a sleep that invariably had her coursing through my dream...
Weeks had passed. Betta was called to serve her princess almost daily and quite often, multiple times on any given day. This morning, it was early, the sun barely up. Betta stirred as the drapes were pulled aside. When she looked, it was one of the young maidens. She was wearing her usual short white cotton shift. She turned to look at betta. "The princess i...
'The King is dying.' That was what the messenger said. Well it was expected. The old man had passed the age of sixty some time ago, and had been feeble for a while. A week before the Christ Mass he had lost consciousness, but now we were told he had revived. Ealdgyth refused to go where Harold had summoned her, so I went in her stead. I had never been at a...
The final part of my exploration of how a D/s relationship starts. I know this is a huge departure for me, but I hope some of you understand how this can work as a loving relationship. I lay there, desperate for her touch, but all she did was look at me with a mischievous grin and said, "I want to see your toys." "What, now? Can't we..." "No. We can't. Yo...