I almost went mad. Certainly I was out my mind, and into the minds of others, a cacophony of wretched misery and anguish punctuated with dull aches, stabbing pains and brutal lashes of sharp agony. Of my own body I was barely aware, shackled to the cold stone floor of the dungeon cell where I had been thrown. "Never before," the Queen had said, "has a Serva...
If this is the first Shelacta Tale you have read, please go the appendix to learn about this world. Copyright Oggbashan November 2010 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represen...
Zar gives the amulet to Jien, and gains the breastplate of Veshla - and a salve. * Zar awoke from a dream, a recurring dream in which she was massaging her breasts, not with the witch's gel but with the bull-prince's essence, the smell of it intoxicating, her breasts continuing to grow even beyond their unwelcome enlargement. As usual, she woke intensely a...
Zar submits to a golden cock and gains the Dawn Blade. * Zar surveyed the ancient ruin, searching the dark shadows between the broken walls. Legend had it that Tanarwel was built by giants, such was the size of the masonry. The huge blocks of marble, made white by the passage of time and green by the forest's encroachment, had earned a reputation for being...
Goblin's Note: This is a continuation of "Intrepid Pawns". In the previous installment, a crack team of quarrelsome agents was assembled to journey to the central hive of the Thriae fey. While making their way through a rocky desert, Trys, their best fighter, noticed movement in the enchanted faerie fog overheard. This story contains non-consensual stuff, a...
Chapter 02 -- More Control These events are based on a true story. Please note that the dialogue of the Go-Go dancer named Jet is not grammatically correct English but reflects the kind of English spoken by some people in the country that this story is set. * I glanced nervously at my watch again. It was fast approaching eight pm, the time that we had...
Once upon a time, not very long ago and not so far away, there lived a girl named Sinderella. Her home was a five-steepled castle that was once a church of a long forgotten religion. It sat on an island that divided a river running with winter's melting snow. All secluded, she lived there with her mother and two sisters. . . . . so she thought. The supposed...
Ten days earlier: Concentrating, Dorian felt time slowing down around him. He had been practicing nonstop since dropping Aya off at The Collector's Tower. He felt his energy melt away, causing him to stumble forward as time returned to normal. "Good job master!" His AI Hex said encouragingly. "Though you need to work on your stamina. What good are all the...
***All characters are reoccurring from Ch. 01: King of Cujra, so it is advised to read that first if you don't mind bisexual stuff. All characters depicted in sexual acts are above 18 years of age.*** Casia put on her leather corset, then stuffed her two short swords into their scabbards. They were polished to a sparkling shine, almost blinding when pulle...
*** If you enjoyed my sci-fi series Space Relations, this novella has a similar format. It is less about the sex in this one, and more about the innuendo and the story. *** Sir Longenhard sat brooding at the tavern bar, swirling the last of the swill at the bottom of his mug. He drank the rot, at the same time recalling better times when the ale tasted prop...