The Capital Season was here again, and even though Muriel missed the castle already, she was happy to witness all the excitement. She was even a little bit jealous when she saw a woman walking a small dog in a park. In the townhouse, Muriel and her mistress took a short rest and ate a light breakfast. Then they went to a pleasure garden so they could enjoy...
It was a square piano of mahogany and satinwood. Muriel was sitting on a little bench. Her fingers were pressing all the keys she thought were necessary. The deep, thoughtful tones came from the piano almost as beautifully as steam. There was a book of sheet music to guide her. She was grateful for that. She didn't know all the songs in the world. They wer...
"That's a wonderful ability, Lita," I said, as I watched tiny bolts of forked lightning arc across the female Lightning-demon's sex lips, "and no doubt highly pleasurable for a nice hard cock!" "For skilled tongues too, Consort!" Lita'sig, the Lightning-demon between whose open thighs I was kneeling, replied, grinning wickedly. I leaned forwards and extend...
"Tyrion Lannister, Lord of the seven kingdoms! Still baffles me!" Bronn declares as he walks beside Tyrion in the palace gardens. "Bronn the sellsword, now hand of the king! Equally baffling I'd say," Tyrion replies with a grin. "Well what can I say your grace, the gods have been kind to the both of us." "Indeed my loyal friend, indeed." Suddenly both...
"You ... you have the most beautiful legs I've ever seen." That's what Prince Vidar said to her on this cold afternoon. If Muriel's eyes weren't covered by a blindfold, she would have fluttered her eyelashes. "Oh Sir, you're far too gentle with this commoner." His hand was on hers, with only her gloves keeping his flesh away from her. "Don't be so nasty...
Day 1 (This is a story of our trip to Goa, when the 5 of us went and had a rocking time. Most parts are true, though some parts are exaggerated. I suggest to read Part 1, to get a better story line.) * We checked into the Hotel. We had booked a suite at one of the timeshare resorts, which turned out to be a very nice two level suite. The upper level cons...
Author's Note: More pointless, long clothing descriptions will be here. I like wedding dresses. *** Inside the carriage with Princess Arya, Muriel tried to tell her story with a calm voice, but by the end of it she was crying. She believed she had committed a crime, or at least the government would see it that way. She had assaulted the Crown Prince. She...
Hi everyone! Sorry about the long wait before my next post - been dealing with a lot of issues at home and just haven't had the time to write! I'm working on a new storyline here - I've got the main plot planned out so just bear with me whilst I get the story down in writing and I hope to update more real soon! Hope you enjoy this story and as always, I lo...
Muriel woke up with fortitude burning in her mind. She told a maid, "My throat is dry. Could you please put a spoonful or two of honey in a cup of boiled water? I don't want to alarm anyone, so try to keep it a secret for me." Some minutes passed, and then the maid returned to her bedroom with a tray bearing a teapot full of hot honey water and a cup. Muri...
A late birthday dinner was arranged for Muriel. Beforehand, Prince Vidar asked her when her birthday was. On this year, they had already gone past both Muriel's and the princess' birthdays, and Prince Vidar was a little bit upset at her over it. "You should have told us long, long ago, Muriel! I feel so neglectful," he had said as he caressed her shoulder....