The two young men sat in their preferred armchairs with Master James on the left and Master William on the right. They weren't looking at me directly, despite the chairs being turned to face the bookcase, but that was ok. Dominants weren't required to pay attention to furniture and that's what they had decreed that I would be this evening, room decoration wi...
Tanvo paced from one end of the small bedroom to the other, a confusing mix of anxiety and arousal twisting his infinitely empty guts. As a hellmouth imp, he was used to having all manner of entities, objects, and energies crawling around his insides waiting to escape. His belly could become a portal to realms beyond imagining. But the stuff twisting his tum...
Aaric paced calmly as he traversed Marka Ragnos's tomb. It did not take him much effort to locate it since busts of the Dark Lord himself dotted its entrance. But it did take him slightly longer than expected to reach it as the surrounding valley was dotted with wild Tuk'ata and members of the Imperial Army whose minds could not withstand the dark side energ...
Never, and I truly do mean never, in my life would I have ever thought I'd be in the situation I currently find myself in. But, life is such a crazy, yet very wonderful thing. Seriously, how else do I explain that two MILFs with huge asses call me daddy and the daughters of one of those women has claimed "ownership" of my cock? How else could one possibly...
As night fell, Christoph looked to the horizon behind him, one he could never go to again, and was discomforted by the bright orange glow he saw there. He hoped the farm was okay and the glow was just from torches. The people of Plowman's Rest loved a good lynching, like any criminally tiny village with nothing better to do should, but they were usually reas...