This is a short followup to my first Beloved of Ashura story. Like others, I wanted to see if I could do a complete story in 750 words. It was slightly easier using established characters. I hope you enjoy it! * The air was heavy with smoke as the sound of battle faded. Dove looked around for another foe, but Rayven was the only person close. She sighed wi...
Your name is Allison, and you're from Orange County, California. Yes, that Orange County. A few weeks ago, your parents went away on a vacation in Florida, so you had the house to yourself for a whole week. You never expected them to trust you there alone, but they did, and you were thrilled. You called up your friends and invited them to a party, despite yo...
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Sappho inspired a class, called the theosos, comprised of beautiful female entertainers who performed their music for gentlemen eating and drinking while reclining on floor mats. Sappho educated the young women in poetry, philosophy, and music so that they could seduce older men of distinction with their minds as well as their sexual charms. The theosoi were...
Chapter 4 A wealthy woman submits to being a girl's pet The woman had submitted to blackmail so quickly Miranda, at first, had trouble finding ways to humiliate her. Miranda then set on a course of deliberately trying to make Geraldine feel worthless, and it had worked. The thirty-two year old woman had given her a hard time, when she came round to help ou...
Hi, it's Alicia, again, ok, you've read about when I met my husband, you read about the first time I cheated on my husband, now you get to read about my first time with another woman. And trust me, there is plenty more to tell in the other two stories as well. So, please enjoy, and don't forget to leave feedback. ***** To describe what I'm wearing, I'm...
You ask me how I became the sex slave of a much older woman? Honestly, I think you're asking the wrong question, if you don't mind me saying? What you should be asking me is how it took so long? Because some things are more of an inevitability than a random occurrence. Like water flowing downhill or a meteorite falling to earth, the path that I found myself...
Oh my god, Becky, you would not believe how crazy yesterday was. I mean, seriously. It was the weirdest fucking day of my life. You remember how crazy it was when Lucas dropped acid in class and we had to stop him from going up and asking the professor if she knew she had a koala on her back? Yeah, it was weirder than that. No, it started after classes. You...
It was during an official lunch in the Town Hall that I first really noticed Susanna. She was on the adjoining table with her husband, the new Vicar, and six other dignitaries and their companions. The Vicar hadn't been long in the town and I had met his wife on only one occasion, at a civic church service. During the meal I was aware that she kept glancing...
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...