I would like to thank darkangel718310. She was a great editor. There is a lot of detail and its takes time to get to the sex. There will be mistakes feel free to help me improve, by telling me what can be fixed. However be kind while doing so. ----- It was a cool June night as Mark peered over the edge of the Penthouse deck. However his eyes ignored the b...
It was no surprise that Yirsin had dozens of friends in the villages who wanted to fuck his new girlfriend. Initially Tannah refused to be shared, but Yirsin finally talked her into it after introducing her to Caia and Gerid, a pretty, married couple that liked to watch each other with strangers. It was only a week after her return to the ruined city, and T...
Usual standard declarations about age, etc. apply here. As an author, I set the characters up, tell them precisely what I want them to do, and then send them off to do it. And of course they bugger off and do exactly what they want. Honestly, it's like trying to herd cats! So if you read chapter 1, you'll know some of the characters already, and guessed the...
As Nilok carefully stretched and nursed his soreness, he looked out across the street and then up to the lofty citadel, dreaming once more of what might be. He held the bars as various women passed by with their slaves in tow; either ignoring him completely or giving brief glances of utter contempt. As his eyes followed the rear of a particularly shapely wom...
I watched Rachel's toned backside as she strode uphill, her shorts pulling tight with each step. It was a good view and I felt a tingle in my cock. I hitched my rucksack up; Rachel had put some extra things in it, lunch she said, and it felt heavy. 'Are you going to tell me where we're going?' I asked. She patted the map that was tucked into her rucksack'...
Thanks to my editor 'your_slut' for her work on my report about my birthday party! ***** Last month I had my anniversary coming up on the 11th of June. A week before John surprised me by having arranged a party with a friend, Tom, living at an hour's drive away. He lives in a great house in the countryside, all by himself (as he is divorced). John told m...
It was late, and nineteen-year-old Tommy Wilson lay in bed staring toward the ceiling through the deep darkness of night, unable to sleep. It had been a week since he had last seen Flora Anne—Mrs. Detmeyer—and since then he'd gotten so horny he couldn't keep his hands off of himself. She had awakened something in him that turned his libido into a tornado of...
He let himself into her flat and looked around. Everything was quiet. Moving around he started his preparations. Bed set up with pillows just so. Binding straps fastened to the four corners of the bed, so he could just slip them onto her and pull tight. Into the kitchen to see what food and drink was available. He intended to make a night of this. Now to...
Her sharp intake of breath almost stopped my heart for a second, when the scalpel bit into her smooth pale skin. The skin parted easily to that sharp thin blade, and the vein just beneath the collarbone and above the firm breast and hard nipple opened forth from the same incision. She didn't move or scream. There was plenty of play in the ropes that loosely...
Copyright Mind Imperator 2005. All Rights Reserved. Part One I have decided to take you for a while to the Château d´Eperon in the region of Reims. The owners are friends there from my time in Paris. They are also in the hierarchy of the commissariat and I share some leisure interests with them. Our car pulls up along the stable-flanked gravel entran...