Tristan worked tirelessly for his knight and was not a penny richer for it. Sir Reginald was one of the most famous knights of his generation. Bards sang about how he slew countless demons and rescued countless princesses and other fair maidens. All the young gentry Tristan's age had dreamed about serving him as a squire, to meet him, to learn from him, and...
Stan quietly turned in his gear and clocked out as the first rays of dawn filtered through the dusty windows of the security office. The screen door slammed abruptly as he left with the same squeaky harshness he'd grown accustomed too over his short tenure, triggering a soul sourced sigh of relief. The brick two-story structure with mesh covered windows wher...
Chapter 06: Theft "Give the boy to us." Gracia looked up at the two intruders in her court. One was a man, tall though he hunched over as if bearing a terrible burden. His eyes were black save for a small glint of red from his pupils. He reeked of humanity but she could taste a hint of one of her subjects upon him. The woman at his side wore little under h...
She looked at the clock on the computer screen in front of her. 2:13 a.m. Once again, she thought about slick her boss had been when he talked her into working a few extra hours answering phone. The non-ringing phone confirmed her thought that everyone was at the beach for some late-night swimming, which was where she was supposed to go until she got suckere...
Note: This is an ongoing story about the claiming of a slave and the ongoing life of her and her Master. I have left them nameless, intentionally. Each chapter carries into the next, so not every one will be intensely erotic. I hope that the story helps others come up with some ideas on new ways to guide their own subs/slaves. Enjoy and I welcome all comment...
Easy let her wings flutter in the breeze as she looked over the railing at the city their ship was flying over. Mari held her by the hips to keep her from falling over again and shivered at the chill wind her so-called clothing failed to mitigate. "I think I figured out why it's called the 'Eighth City'," Leira commented as she came out to lean on the raili...
Just for the clarification. This is a translation of Thormgravis story into English. This is done with his knowledge and I wanted to bring his nice story into another language. Before we start, I would like to clarify three things that are very important to me. First: She is many things - adventurer, grave robber, treasure hunter, heroine, savior of mankind,...
The following story is an alternative historical one set in its own universe similar to our own but far better in my opinion. This is the first of many others I will write. Set in 1444 in a place called Cypress Mountain which consisted of a large village of hard-working people and a large castle ruled by a king and queen. Surrounding the area was green gras...
There was this little challenge earlier this week and I realized that I could write a short one at my lunch break. This is it! Enjoy. No proof reading, just spell proofing. Sorry! It is exactly 750 words after this little intro. * I am very proud of myself. I did something new and only good things ensued. But before I give you the conclusion, let's start a...
I still remember very well the last words of my, unfortunately ex girlfriend last night, while she gave me yet another slap. She and I have not been together for over a year, since she dumped me because according to her, I was a coward. I didn't have the balls, she always said. But I still love her, and have since tried over and over to win her back. It alwa...