The Ancient Graveyard A supernatural series of stories mostly set in the Ancient Graveyard of Grazghul. Note: This episode contains NC, lactation and hardcore tentacled sex. ***** "Tread carefully and beware of the Lord of The Jungle Green." - A stone carving found in South America. *** Episode 3: The Caretaker 2:45 PM, February 25, 1998; Tokyo, J...
I heard the keys in the door and felt the rush of wetness in my panties. David is home- with Katie. She laughs when the door opens and she sees me kneeling with a ball gag in my mouth and nothing on except a steel chastity belt. David walks over and pulls the gag out of my mouth, and pets my head, caressing my hair. "Have you been a good girl?" he asks....
Once again, Lisanne felt compelled to stray from the pathway and venture into the shady,cool canopy of trees. The woods had always been a favorite place for Lisanne to spend time meditating and recharging after a stressful day. Usually she stayed on the walking path and enjoyed the smells and sounds of the forest without having to don hiking boots and mosqui...
The warm summer air swirled around her. His thumbs pressed into her hips as he pulled her against him. Her shirt hung from his fingers behind her back. He kissed her hard and she responded by pressing harder into him, feeling the beginnings of his arousal against her belly. The light breeze stirred the trees and the sounds of the insects in the woods grew...
I admire the natural beauty of you as we explore the wooded trails. The late rays of the evening sun filters through the leaves to touch and reflect the colors in your hair. The ending rain has cooled the air, leaving the forest with a fresh clean smell.Drifting to us on the light summer breeze, is the scent of pine and birch, with a hint of lilac from a d...
She's wearing her new dress tonight. A short skirt. She's not used to the feel of a short skirt, so she has worn tights beneath them. Thin tights. It's Spring. Too warm for thick ones. They have had dinner, and are strolling in the approaching dusk in the park, talking about idle things, yet important things. Holding hands. There is certainly an electricity...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Kyle knew this assignment from Pur'n'Kleen would be different since Daisy answered the door that first day. And not just because she was a surprisingly high-paying client. Stepping through the threshold, it was obvious the three-story brownstone hosted much more indecent so...
I arrive at the cabin; it's early morning. While I wait for my lover to arrive, I sit on the porch, and watch the birds on the lake. The lake is beautiful. With very few residents on the lake, it's very quiet. I feel like I'm the only person awake. I see him walk up to the cabin. I'm a little surprised to see him. I didn't hear his car pull up, and I don't s...
Dear Dewey, I write to you, as my lawyer and my friend, on a matter of some delicacy. There is a story attached. You know that, since I was a young man, I have never been able to resist a good story. I suppose some would say I am growing old. I don't see much growing in it. The two delights of my life have passed, and yet I live on: Mary, you will recall,...
The morning matches her mood, bright and sunny with the promise of sultry heat before noon. She smiles, tucking away a stray strand of hair that cavorts with the open window beside her. In the distance, against the azure sky, puffy white clouds frolic with a flock of sparrows. She glances at the handsome face of the man beside her, his eyes on the road, tens...