Once upon a time, in a land which exists in the dark recesses of the mind, there was a Mistress. And the Mistress was me. Night draws in. I have had supper with the visitor, a County Sheriff with a lame horse who appealed for a bed for the night. He is comely, I suppose, in the way of young, strong men, but really nothing interesting. Not to my taste. His e...
The left her chambers and made their way through the castle toward the Queen's tower. The princess became aware of a strange sensation filling her. She felt filled with warmth. Though her stomach should have sloshed from all of the milk she had drunk, she felt strangely light and safe. They hurried and soon found themselves in the courtyard. Normally desert...
---------------------- Saturday 3:45 PM ---------------------- I headed back to the Bateman mansion because I didn't know where else to look for Mrs. Bateman. I drove by the house once, looking down the driveway to see if her car was there. I didn't see it, but I considered that she might have put it in the garage. So I parked my volkswagen on a side stree...
Since long I haven't written a story so maybe I am a little rusty but I hope you enjoy it anyway. There are some autobiographic parts in it but most is fantasy, which part is real and which is fantasy I leave to you. Like any other author I do love comments too, whether they are good or bad. So please leave some words of praise or critics. Those critics whic...
It was a fairly standard afternoon, or as standard as they were now. You'd graduated from university about 2 weeks ago, and had moved back in with your parents. You felt the need to take a short break before delving into the world of work, and they were supportive of that decision. You now spent your time seeing family, playing video games, and spending time...
It kind of started going wrong for Annette when Alfredo yanked down his shorts and revealed shaved balls. Chests she understood. Armpits even. All the local men were hairless, deep bronze and lithe; all six packs and sleek muscle. That she understood. But the balls thing. Yeesh. With a soft creak of raffia, Annette shifted in the "Emmanuelle" chair- which i...
The beat up old car chugged up the driveway with labored putters. Mindy peered through the windshield in awe as she soaked in the view. She had driven passed high gates that opened up to grand lawn filled with perfectly trimmed hedges that guided the path. Every few feet was met with an elegant hedge statue of figures in classical poses as if they were part...
Melissa "Missy" van Zandt was thrilled beyond words at the happy new life she was living. Now, her entire life revolved around sex and sexual pleasures. She was fucking and sucking around the clock and she loved it. Right now, the pretty girl was on her knees sucking a huge, fat cock while another pretty young thing was eagerly licking her pussy. This was th...
They call me Red Fire. This is partly because of my hair and partly because Red is the only name I admit to. I'm what they call a heroic adventurer, going around righting wrongs, and if I happen to accumulate a little treasure while doing this, good luck to me. You can think of it as my way of stimulating the economy. I find unused and lost treasure and sp...
More than anything, Jessica had always wanted to be an English Princess. That had been her burning desire since childhood. Now, at age 23, she was Her Royal Highness Princess Alfred of Wilshire. A lifetime of social climbing and positioning had paid off. Her new husband, Prince Alfred, was a cousin of Her Majesty the Queen. A long time ago, he had been a hi...