As always, sincerest thanks to Todger65 and Nthusiastic for all their help! ***** Isonei glanced at Draeseth's stony face as he escorted her to their rooms. He hadn't yet said a word since kneeling before the Queen and from his face she didn't think it would be wise to be the one who spoke first. She focused on the palace instead, the halls and stairs se...
*Author's Note: Apologies for delay in getting this third chapter finished. My job keeps me pretty busy and writing takes a while! I appreciate anyone's patience who is still sticking with me through these chapters! Many more to come after this one.* **All characters in this story are 18 years old or older** ***** Dawn Phillips sipped the last of her morn...
Are You ready for Your mistress? Filthy slut? Filthy slut if I'll SMS You need to send back immediately a sms. Sorry Mistress Your Slut stood under the shower to flush out its anal cunt. This horny whore will keep its mobile phone if there is a chance that Mistress will contact Her Filthy slut. To answer Your question. Yes Mistress Your slut is prepared...
I like to thank the members of the Challenge Club for their advice and Edward Teach for editing this story. The gently rolling hills dream under the wisps of mist and the early morning light adds a pearly quality to the landscape. The crisp air smells of earth and leaves, invigorating the woman walking along the path that follows the ridge. Her wrap is the...
Part 2: quest at the beginning of senior year Ally offered herself to me as a sex-slave-in-training. I, in turn, promised to take her as my first live-in 24/7 slave once we graduated; if she were properly trained by then. My first day back in town she had presented her new body to me, now with pierced nipples, and the words "sex slave" tattooed below her b...
"To summon a prince," Quinn read the instructions to herself one last time and chanted the incantation inscribed in the old leather book. She placed her finger on the page to mark her place, closed the book and then followed the last step. "Turn in place three times and he shall appear. One." Quinn carefully spun on one satin-slippered foot. "Two." Her eyes...
YES! She really won't be home! I thought to myself as I cycled towards my house. My mother's car was missing from the driveway, meaning her plans for visiting a distant aunt hadn't been cancelled after all. Her wardrobe would be all mine for the entire weekend and I couldn't wait to try on her clothes. Aside from everyday clothes fit for a single mom, there...
1690, the era of the golden age of piracy, the waves lapped at the hull of the galleon of the Bloody Mary. Captain Susan Monticello stood behind the helm listening to the rustle of the sails in the Caribbean breeze. Her tan skin glistened underneath the hot sun, her cinnamon hair was neatly tied back to keep her eyes clear. So that, she wouldn't lead her cre...
As I ride up into the drive I realize that I have no idea who this man is that I am supposed to be meeting. My brother, Joshua, told me that I had to come here and pick up a parcel that was very important to him, and he needed it before tomorrow morning. He would not tell me what this parcel is, so I am hoping that it is not to big that I can not carry it on...
Many thanks to techsan for editing this story. My name is Tommy Janson and I'm regarded as an average Scandinavian man. Earlier in this year in my early forties, I saw myself to be a man without any personal problems, living in a happy marriage when the events, which got me to write this story, began to happen. At least in my own opinion, I couldn't by any...