Arcadia Castle Ch. 11 Chapter 11: Arcadia Kennels Each of the chapters in this series may be enjoyed as standalone stories, but the events and characters are richer within the context of the whole story. ------- Cole was waiting for me just outside Mistress Claire's dungeon. He cocked his brow, amused, when I stepped outside completely bare-ass except fo...
Chapter 10: Edged in the Dungeon Each of the chapters in this series may be enjoyed as standalone stories, but the events and characters are richer within the context of the whole story. -------I tugged the paper johnny tight around my waist as I attempted to walk normally with the hunk of metal between my legs. It was no use. And the damn johnny didn't be...
Chapter 5: CLEOPATRA Cole held my hand as he walked me through the maze of hallways that made up Arcadia Castle. I'd missed him more than I cared to admit, and surely more than he'd missed me. After all, I reminded my silly self, I was a job. One of us had paid a fortune to be here; the other was drawing a salary. "Are we going to a costume party?" I aske...
Chapter 3: THE INTRUDER Cole unlocked my room, and I proceeded directly to the bed and collapsed with a loud, contented sigh. "Please tell me I'm not wearing this johnnie to dinner," I said. "Nope, we're all done with that." He held out his hand, and for once, I happily peeled off the only thing covering my naked body, wadded it up, and tossed it to him....
This is a chapter of a novel that I am currently writing. Any comments or your votes would be greatly appreciated. :) * I lay there motionless on the fresh white sheets on the bed. Arcadia's arm draped comfortably over my upper chest; his eyes closed as he breathes in the hours he had lost through dawn to night. I couldn't sleep, instead not concerned th...
Et in Arcadia ego; "I too was in Arcadia" In Arcadia Damian Dastagna consumed his breakfast in the breakfast-nook with a warm, congenial feel of a man sure of victory. He loved victories and though he was scarcely what one might call a hard-boiled chap by dint of habit, he saw himself as a master of fisticuffs against the evils of life. There were certainl...
As Demetrius approached Arcadia he looked down again upon his naked body and sighed. Thinking to himself "That loincloth of Cerberus certainly would come in handy now!" and laughed thinking that Persephone must have set him up sending him first to a land where everyone is already naked. He had only NOT been naked for such a short time before being stripped y...
Deep in the pits a cry was heard. Fausta, the hermit-pontiff, watched from the perch above. Her latest subject was due for a daily observation; the pontiff had low hopes, but an observation was still to be made. In the pit - one of nine - was a gaelic woman, well built, with muscled thighs and a delightful pertness to her small breasts. She was of the nort...
Author's note: Hey guys! This is my second chapter of "The Shaman Chronicles" and I just wanted to tell you some things. I REALLY appreciate the feedback! And I WILL try to write longer chapters, starting with this one. It will be hard for me since my exams are due in the few months. Still you're positive feedback more or less made my whole week, so keep doi...
Time to write our story. Diapers ahoy! [Note: All Age-Play involved is non-sexual in nature. Any sexual content must be done with consenting parties of 18 years or older.]What's next? Arendelle (Frozen) Corona (Tangled) Ashland, Oregon (Coraline) Magical Britain (Harry Potter) Paris, France (Miraculous Ladybug) New York City (Percy Jackson) New Orleans (The...