Charlie Rokeby, now Lord Ashfordley could scarce believe his ears, the very house alive with tales of his Aunts success at the Bordello, of strumpets dressed as beasts, and the hundred Militia from the "Greys" being served by but six harlots with extreme promptitude yet each being satisfied entirely. Charlie had wished humiliation upon his Aunt for her wron...
I hardly recognised him when I saw him. I had been idly sitting on a bench along the river path about halfway through my daily walk when a guy came strolling along dressed in a business suit, which is unusual along the path where casual clothing is the norm. It is customary for people to greet each other, even strangers, along the river path so I glanced u...
Even when I am away from Professor Doyle he keeps me on a tight leash so when I went home for Christmas he set me a list of tasks to perform during the holiday and he set them out in an email. I was not at all happy when, after Christmas, he said that I had to copy my reports of my tasks onto Lit for all to see. I did write an email to him pleading with him...
Adam sat in a corner of the canteen, sipping a cup of what purported to be coffee from the vending machine but was, truth to be told, rather more weak than willing. It was 4.45pm on a Friday afternoon and he'd just completed his first week as a data imput clerk in the Finance Department of Woodchester City Council. So far the job had been enjoyable and the f...
[This chapter will include pretty much no mention of BDSM, but I am including it under the BDSM category because that is definitely where the story will lead and I want to keep all entries under the same umbrella. This is a proof of concept: so, if people like it I will continue, if not I will stop. I'm not quite confident in my capabilities as an erotic au...
So near yet so far... I enjoy writing a mix of true stories and fantasy stories and allowing readers to enjoy them on their own merits and decide for themselves which are absolutely based in reality and which are made-up. This story is no different but I would wish to plead with you that every last detail of this tale absolutely happened as related, only, I...
Burk Burk sat on a fallen log, idly tapping his fingers against it, with his pants down around his ankles. Around him, Mirah's servants were setting up camp. All of them frequently glanced over to Burk, trying to catch his eye. They were all members of the Phallic Cult, like Mirah, and she trusted them. Burk had put them in thrall anyway, just to be safe. M...
We lay on the floor next to the bed, holding each other in our arms, not wanting to move. We were still breathing deeply from the wild sex we just had. I removed one arm so that I could run my fingers through her long hair. Her eyes were closed and I looked at her face, admiring her high cheek bones, the shape of her mouth and thought how beautiful she was....
Chapter 16 "Sex, Spirituality and Polyamory" We woke up as the sun came up still covered in the blanket but cold and huddled close together for warmth. We decided to get out and run to the house where it was warm. We did laughing at our predicament and at having been spotted by a fisherman who had anchored near our shore. The house was warm, or a lot more...
A/N: Thanks for the feedback everyone. My updates for this are gonna be pretty inconsistent, simply because that's just how my writing brain works. Also, I'm gonna need to get used to the several day delay in me finishing and it going up. Anyway, I'm not gonna make promises about when new Chapters will happen, they'll come out when they come out. In any even...