The Keeper of the King's Bedchamber was a middle aged Grumandrian woman, with long, quite greasy hair, and a worn face. She had been beautiful once, her features showed it, but her skin was marked with experience, and the furrows and crevices of worry ran across her face. In fact she had been much used by the King herself in the past, back in Grumandria and...
I woke up this morning from the best sleep I ever had. I dreamed that my pussy was locked up permanently and it gave me a sense of calm relaxation. I made up my mind that since I had already gone over a month without touching my pussy, I wanted to see how long I could drag it out. I decided to leave my shield on as long as I could! I would challenge myself t...
XXXV. While for Matt life was becoming a baptismal pool in which he could immerse himself in guilt; for Jenn it was a growing freedom she could bathe in – bask in, a freedom from restraints, a freedom from conventional morals and society's morés, a freedom, indeed, from inhibition itself. The morning they anchored outside Singapore, after most of the guest...
Chapter Twenty – The Great Fire Silvítya was worried that the Grand Duke might somehow find out about her conversation with Protector Buláshckt, given his talent for figuring out people's secrets. However, living two years in the castle had made her as talented at hiding her emotions and thoughts as the ruler was for discerning them. Besides, he was distrac...
This story is a continuation of I'm Dating Our Mailgirl. The 1st 11 chapters of that story should be read first for context. All characters are 18 or older and are completely fictitious as is Seahawk Industries. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. BACK TO NORMAL The love making Saturday night was nice, but it...
Tetenia had arrived on His Supremacy's Sacred Estate. She was His 244th concubine. The Sacred Estate was located on The Sacred Isle, formerly known as Pentash. It was an island renowned for its physical beauty and pleasant, temperate climate, across a small sea from the heartland of the Trasian Empire, towards the southern edge of the same continent that co...
Chapter Sixteen – The Instructor The Grand Duke returned to the castle in a foul mood. During his trip he had discovered that most of Hórkustk Ris province was not under Danubian control at all. The only enclave remaining was the provincial capitol, and the only reason that city was still under the Duchy's control was that the Kingdom of the Moon had not ye...
Falcon wasn't really sure what to do with his new ward. He knew what he wanted to do, throw her down on the bed and make love to her again, to not stop until he didn't have enough energy to move. He pulled her into his arms, and she willingly went into them. He stared down at her luscious mouth, and bent to steal a kiss. She tasted like honey. Falcon h...
Intrepido - 217 P.R. Paolo Mauritz carefully examined the calendar. Although it was very nearly the 218th anniversary of the Glorious Revolution, no celebrations were being prepared on the Space Ship Intrepido. Nor were they on the other interplanetary battleships in the space fleet speeding onwards in diminished numbers towards the Anomaly. This was one ye...
Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company -Mark Twain Lucifer ***** Hell. My domain, my home, my kingdom. Here in the lake of fire, I overlooked the damned as they scream in agony. They screamed, and demanded for punishment here in the inferno. There was not a single soul here who does not call this place their home. There was no such things a...