This is a substory about Melinda, a human girl in servitude to monstergirl Empire in this metaplot story: Theo: The Blood Angel of Lescatie. Her story starts at page 5. This is her own story, please enjoy and give feedback. ** Inquisition Interview Serial No: E6-Y-17T Post-screeningTags: Bondage and mildly sexually suggestive content. Subject: Female, h...
I pulled up my scarf. The wind over the dunes was picking up speed. A bad sign if I wanted to scout out anything. The wind brings the sand with it and if a full sandstorm rolled in, I would lose even more time. My name is Shaiq Alamar, but it would be better if you didn't know me. I'm not good company. I have dark black, destroyed hair, caramel skin, dark...
Several weeks had passed. I got to make myself at home in the crypt of the Pharaoh, even had my own little pile of sand to sleep on. At first they offered me to sleep in one of the old sarcophagi but I humbly refused. Not because I was creeped out by the former resting places of dead people, no of course not, it was out of respect! Anyways, with no knowledg...
I pulled up my scarf. The wind over the dunes was picking up speed. A bad sign if I wanted to scout out anything. The wind brings the sand with it and if a full sandstorm rolled in, I would lose even more time. My name is Shaiq Alamar, but it would be better if you didn't know me. I'm not good company. I have dark black, destroyed hair, caramel skin, dark...
Sekhmet squirmed in bed from Nerata'ari's assault on her vagina. The Goddess looked down between her breasts, past her stomach, to see the top of her lovers head as she slowly worked her clit like a magician. Nerata'ari liked to tease her sometimes by going incredibly slow, building her to an orgasm that might make her pass out. Sekhmet could feel her slow...
Summary: My little series which started here has a re-imagined setting. Between the Human and Monstergirl Empire there is an independent city which does not pay homage to either side. Its Duchess lost the city in a siege against monstergirls. I named it Temirburg. And here is how it changed hands in a siege. Prequel to "This Siege of Mine": ***** 9 years...
A/N: First of all, thank you so much for the sheer amount of positive reaction to the first part in this story. I woke with it in my head and just wrote it and posted it in a day without really reading or editing anything. So it wasn't my normal standard of edited. I wasn't expecting there to be a sequel, it was written as deliberately open ended so I could...
Part one. Fair to look upon My name is Abram and I'm credited with founding three religions. And if you find that hard to believe, I can tell you that I find it harder. It felt to me like I was spending all my time here on earth just trying to feed my family. We were doing this trek down to Egypt, for instance, because a drought had descended on Canaan wher...
Okay, this is a long awaited chapter, so enjoy! * Lezar and Kalba came back with a few minor wounds and most of their men were in the same boat, but one or two needed immediate medical attention and were dropped off at the medical facility. Luckily, the wounds were not life threatening, just deep and needing to be stitched up. "The mongrels were pretty d...
Back in the garden, she lay on her back on the lounger and awaited Simon's return. She parted her legs slightly, being more than aware, that the black material of the panties, would very quickly give away her level of excitement and when wet, would conform much more tightly to her swelling vaginal lips. Her body was covered in goose-bumps at the very thought...