[[ This is the first in what will hopefully be a long running series about the slave trainer, Alexander D'jann and his girls and boys. As with most stories I write, this is intended to be linked with a song. In this case you should check out Preach and Pervert by KMFDM as the companion music ]] The Catholic 3 slept the sleep of the contented, that was the...
When winter fell into spring in the year 1137, I was in Bordeaux—an unwilling ward of the Archbishop while my father went on pilgrimage to Santiago de Compostela. Bordeaux was a thoroughly unimpressive metropolis. My sister Petronilla—two years younger than me at sixteen—and I spent our days in languorous confinement in the Archbishop's chambers, reading, si...
This moment has been a long time in my thoughts and a challenge to accept the fate of which I have been wanting for so long. My wife, she is an angel, let me take you through the journey of who she is. She is radiantly sexy, deep dark hair peppered with blond streaks that hint of innocence until proven kinky. Her body is slim, her passion for working out in...
I was merely looking for a tranquil, quiet life in the suburbs. Just out of a short, though turbulent marriage, I decided against life in a singles ghetto. Instead, I opted for the distraction of a yard and a small house, while I regained my bearings. Some of my neighbors had other ideas. My usual morning workout routine was interrupted by the sound of the...
This submission is in response to a thoughtful comment on my "Office Affair" storyline... * "She is beautiful, isn't she?" I thought to myself as I gazed down at the sleeping form stretched out across my chest. She stirred slightly, then snuggled into my shoulder, her soft blonde curls tickling against my chin. I sighed softly, then allowed my cheek to d...
Chapter 10: Chim Chim Cheree The next morning, the three went down to breakfast. Jane had brought her copy of the hotel book down with her. "Oh Lord, isn't it a bit early in the morning for that?" Lucy asked. "I don't read it for that, I read it because I like the genre. I can't say much for this story, though- a King Arthur tale told as a ludicrous farce...
Thanks to Sean Renaud for his entertaining other-worldly stories, and to Throbbs for his memorable drawing of Thor. These are the sources of inspiration that I leaned upon to come up with this: * "I'm not Jessica Rabbit, but like her, I've been drawn in such a way as to give me a bad reputation even before people get to know me! It is patently unfair, but...
I couldn't believe my ears. After telling me she would not cuckold me, my lovely wife was dressed to kill and about to go out on a date. "But you said you would not fuck other men, it was just a fantasy!" I exclaimed. I said I would not fuck other men, nothing was said about dating them. Dan is an old friend of mine. He loves opera and is taking me to see t...
2am. She looked at the clock, her insides knotting up, her skin on fire, her heart pounding in her chest, throat, ears, everywhere. Priya looked at the sleeping form beside her and sighed, out of longing or frustration, she wasn't quite sure. It had been six months since they were last here together, the day they broke up. She knew it had been the right...
This story is being told in the first person. Feedback is always welcome. Enjoy! ***** Dear Katie, I am having a blast out here in Bermuda. The food is delicious, the weather is beautiful and the ocean feels fantastic at all times of the day. It's never too hot or too cold. It's always just right! Girl, the men out here are the epitome of gorgeous. I alw...