Copyright Otto26, 2008M * Queresh was another person unlike any Evelyn had met before. Like Mrs. Elati he was undoubtedly a trusted servant brought with Sir Arun when the nobility had come to Wells. He was very tall with short, neat, blonde hair so light it seemed white. His eyes were a deeper blue than Evelyn had ever seen and his clothing was cut in a se...
An adventure story with mind control, telepathy, rape, retribution, step sibling sex, sister-in-law sex, mother/son and aunt/nephew incest, step mom sex, a miraculous cure, ETs, murder and an intergalactic war. All the principal characters (at least the ones who have sex) are over 21. Part three of a continuing story. Helpful if you read 1, 2, & 3 first. No...
Monday, June 7 Dear Diary, I have so much to tell you that I hardly know where to begin. But like Julie Andrews once sang, I’ll start at the very beginning. After the excitement of New Orleans and the ‘happenings’ there, I kind of retreated into my shell again. Why? Worried about becoming a whore. Worried about enjoying sex too much. Worried that one day,...
"Good," you say, "let me give you some more details so that you know what to expect. The duration of your punishment will be a total of 10 weeks, starting now. After today's punishment, you will return here once a week for your next 9 lessons. They will be progressively more painful and humiliating for you." An uncontrollable shiver sweeps through my slim b...
Maggie Flynn was one of the first modern women. She was what was commonly termed a "flapper" back in 1920's New York City. She didn't want to be like those "bluenoses" uptown. She wore her blonde hair short, her skirts above the knees and she was known to dance the Lindy Hop until the early hours of the morning. Her real name was Margaret, but she had been...
This story is meant as a completely fictional, unrealistic fantasy and the characters bear no resemblance to any real person. Feedback, votes and comments greatly appreciated. All copyrights for the series reserved. ----- So there I was at my school reunion with Matt, mixing with old school friends and their significant others. On the stage was the princ...
If you are reading DanielQSteele1's stories, and since you are interested in this essay, you ARE, then know that there are no happy endings in his stories. Not in the way the average reader will recognize. I have read all of his stories on Literotica so far (and am following When We Were Married, the on-going story), and there is one characteristic, one defi...
I'm a 38 year-old married, bisexual woman. My latest fantasy is to play the Mistress to my powerful and rather bitchy boss, Anita, and to fuck her husband Tim before her eyes. In real life, she makes my workdays hell, and I'm always daydreaming about scenes of comeuppance. How I manage to get her naked and chained up in my house, I'm not sure! But here's wha...
Do you have a hobby that most people just don't understand? Maybe you like drag racing. Or perhaps you're mad about football, hockey, wrestling or soccer. Perhaps you consider rugby or mountain climbing to be the highlight of your life. It's more than a hobby for you, it's a passion. You cannot do without it. You experience withdrawal or something. Yeah, tha...
All participants in this story are 18 years old, except for the ones that are older. "Hello?" "Kwaz? Is that you, baby?" "Oh, uh . . . err, uh, hi Debbie. How are you? Wha-what can I d-do for you?" I asked. "Can we get together? I want to talk to you?" Debbie asked. "Well, uh . . . I, uh . . . I don't know Debbie, uh . . . " I mumbled. I figured that I...