The next evening it was much easier to get out of the keep now that she no longer had to hide her activities from her maid. Instead, her maid helped dress her in blue peasant top and navy skirt, braids pinned neatly against her head... it meant that she and Al would have even more time together since she didn't have to wait while her maid dressed her for bed...
Another fine day in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I got my tired Haitian ass off the bus and walked to the university campus. While in the student center I got myself some coffee and sandwiches, and stopped to chit chat with the light-skinned tomboy working behind the Tim Horton’s counter. I walked to the library and took the elevator to the third floor, and...
God was bored. Suddenly he had an idea. The perfect way to show those puny humans the majestic power of His mighty hand. He would create a perfect image of the Virgin of Guadalupe in an ice cream stain running down the side of the vending machine outside that Amoco station at the corner of Maple Road and Grand Avenue in East Trenton, New Jersey. That ough...
They've been fighting again, there's a chill in the air despite the sun streaming through the open window. I'm sat with my back to the sun trying my best to concentrate on the cloth I am stitching. When the King and Queen fight, it's best for everyone else to stay out the way. Anne's face is a little flushed as she sits at her desk writing some letters, no d...
Author's Note: This is essentially a variation of another story I wrote, just a slightly different spin. It's short and pretty soft - it was laying around and I don't intend to flesh it out, so here it is, as is. I have a TON of fresh stuff I'm working on (and much harder, too, if you're in to that), as well as sequels to other stories from the recent past....
My Dearest Mistress Cecelia: I behaved unforgivably in hesitating to follow your commands and showing undue empathy toward the slave in training, Six. I felt that I had been becoming a more confident domme, and offer as proof my confident retrieval and binding of the slave during transport, preparing him for punishment with the tranquilizer pill, and applyi...
Never say never, I guess that's what the moral of the story is. When my husband Benjamin "Benny" LaCroix told me that he wanted me to cuckold him, I think my jaw hit the floor. Benny is six-foot-one, lean and muscular, with dark brown skin, curly Black hair and lime-green eyes. My darling husband is biracial, born in the City of Montreal to a French Canadian...
Locked Up! (in more ways than one)...by cuckytoher OUR HISTORY: My wife Jody was a high powered executive at a very well known company with a corner office, a six figure salary, a full figured body and all the trappings that come with such success. She called the shots at work and at home. She took on a lover last year and moved him into our house. Larry h...
note: This short Romance is a last-minute entry in the Holiday Writing Contest. Votes and views could be scarce. Yours would be appreciated. rf == The cab left the congested airport loading zone and moved into the cold, rainy January evening. Cindy looked over at Ray. Last night, she couldn't sleep thinking about his return. Today, way too anxious to wait...
It takes nearly half an hour to completely free Mistress' hand from the kitchen counter. Turns out spider silk is exactly as strong as they say it is. This becomes very apparent when it's in such copious amounts that a regular spider could never dream of spinning. Surprisingly resistant to magic, too. But after trying several possible solvents and applying e...