While Jon was, for the most part, enjoying his sojourns across the wilds of Kul Tiras, he did miss his daily trip to the Cathedral of Light in Stormwind. The citizens of Kul Tiras did not worship the Light, but rather their spiritual needs were met by a clerical order known as the Tidesages. The Tidesages were devoted to the Tidemother, and the wind and sea...
Warning! This story contains material of an adult nature and is intended for mature readers and for personal use only. No copyright infringement is intended. * Mike awoke, with a groan, holding onto his throbbing forehead. As he rolled over and tried to sit up, a jagged pain shot through his head. "Unngh! What hit me?" he groaned, trying to focus on his su...
Chapter 17 - A confession and a favor asked Natalie woke up as light from the rising sun entered the room through the window. Her naked body was pressed against Christie's and her arm draped over the drow's shoulder. For a moment, just a brief moment she felt happiness; a feeling that was rare for her. The happiness faded as she moved away from the other gi...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** I'm standing in front of you presenting myself for confession. You are seated in the chair you sit in to hear it. You are...
It was a strange combination of emotions I felt as I lounged on the beautiful beach, my new bride in the chair beside mine, separated only by a table holding our tropical, umbrella-laden drinks. Guilt, sure, that was in the mix. Disbelief that we were really here, that we'd actually managed to tie the knot after all these years and a few struggles along the...
Author's Note: Dear Reader, although not necessary, to best appreciate this story, I suggest you read chapter one of this series- it is very short and fast moving. Enjoy! ________________ The confession of Mrs. George had weighed on my mind. I knew I crossed the line when I challenged her to confess her submissive nature to me but I had to challenge her. A...
"In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was 8 weeks ago." "And what has been the nature of your sins, my child?" "I have been having indecent and vulgar thoughts, that distract me from my work." "What manner of thoughts?" "They are of a sexual nature, Father." "Thought...
Dearest listeners, I warn you that this audio is rather dirty. This is a completely taboo fantasy, and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. I was raised Catholic, and I think there's something deeply sexual about getting on your knees in front of a man you have to call "Father". Kisses, Josie Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. It's been ages since my...
'Forgive me Father for I have sinned,' Margaret said as the Priest opened the little wooden window in the Confession Box. 'How have you offended against our Lord Jesus Christ, my Child,' the Priest said with the routine indifference which comes from hearing hundreds of confessions. Father Morgan was now in his mid-50s, having qualified as a Priest in his...
The story is a complete fantasy with no under age or cruelty whatsoever. I hope you will enjoy it. ***** The following morning, as Mary had a shower, Peter was busy in the kitchen cooking her breakfast. He always made things as easy as possible for her before she left. Her first port of call was old Mrs Thomas. She shot around the house with a cleaner and...