Faustus stared at the magical seal on the ground, inspecting for any slight imperfection that might ruin the ritual. His old fingers traced along the outer edge of the red ink that stained the cold stone floor, being careful not to disturb his own handiwork. As he silently mouthed every word of the incantation with his dry cracked lips, his mind raced with e...
A.N.: Graphic Depictions Of Violence. Non-Erotic (pretty much). Wishing you all a very happy new year! ***** Uhemer Grayleaf Palace When the door was knocked, Moriana was writing notes from three open books in front of her. The moonlight was floating through the window to room. Ever since she left the queen, she had filled up the room with all the books...
Beneath a snowy roof in the village of Karkan, an act of incest most foul reached its climax. Braya Redhand, voluptuous barbarian of the Ironfang mountain clan, rode her son. She forced his rough hands up her sculpted mid-section, sinuous and glistening as it twisted with each thrust upon his turgid cock. It wasn't long before his fingers reached around the...
Lord Bedford's Dungeon Won't you come and play? Lord Bedford's Dungeon Debauchery on display. She shot up in bed, with those mimicking lyrics rolling through her head. It sounded like children's voices chanting in her head. She turned the light on, in a cold sweat Who in the world was Lord Benford and why did that name haunt her? Today was Saturday, her d...
Poetry is the language of love and should be used time and again to spice up your private life. And during the lockdown period we need it more than ever. Let's face it we're not playing games here. This is a serious business. Apart from the role play and the humour and satire bit. So, to sum up... We're playing games here, and this is a bit of a joke. Rega...
Welcome back! I hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween, because I've decided to drop this a week (or so) early. With holidays coming up, I know I'm gonna get busy, but wanted you to have something fun to look forward to this week. New reader? Welcome to the jungle, we've got fun and games! We've got monster girls you want, honey, and the plot's never th...
The Snow Queen slept in her earthen bed waiting for winter to begin. Not a normal winter no but the type of winter where people huddled in homes, modern amenities faded away, and the chaos of her reign cold be felt in the icy wind. Yes, it would be a glorious time with a savage winter brewing away the ice prisms would be struck by sunlight in a certain way o...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. * The initiation night had arrived, and in two hours, my initiation as a Queen Slut would...
----After you read this story please read the request I ask of you in my profile. You can help turn me on so that I can write the next story...and if you want, maybe you could lend me a little character inspiration.----- "Come in and let us have a look at you." he says. The warm glow from the crackling torches bounce shadows off of the royal walls. The you...
Serena Williams woke up, and gently stirred on her bed inside Atlanta's top hotel. After the night she had, the tall young Black sportswoman was pleasurably sore. It's not easy being the most dominant player in the cutthroat world of women's professional tennis. A lot of treacherous people are out to take you down. Staying on top takes a lot of intelligence,...