"'Dracula's Daughter' would require half a dozen languages to adequately express its beastliness. I consider it absolutely unfit for exhibition." -British film censor, 1936 *** They reached Borgo Pass well before sundown, but the coach driver would go no further. "I shouldn't even have taken you this far," he said. This was a black, rocky place in the Ca...
~Third Night~ Consequences Balogh László was pissed off. Not about the task as such, although he had had better things to do than carrying his arse through half the city in the middle of an autumn night and running errands. No, it had been the implication which had been wrapped into Albert's order. "Balogh goes" had meant "You are responsible for her train...
Bobbi had an arm buried in the cow up to her elbow, manually manoeuvring the breeched calf. Finally, her gentle twist managed to release the calf and it was expelled from its mother in a rush. She landed on her backside with the bloody calf cradled in her arms. "We did it!" she gasped, smiling up at John who had been assisting her. John was Exmoor's acknow...
Part 1: La Contessa Prologue My mother reaches under the bed and draws a pile of torn papers. 'It is time for you to learn of your heritage. This was written by your father. It is in his handwriting, and the only copy I have. Treat it carefully. I'll be in the kitchen if... when you have questions.' I sit down on her bed and start to read... * * * * *...
So, it had come to this. The Countess gazed down her fair face, staring haughtily at the young man in front of her. Her months of planning and manipulation of the poor boy had finally cracked his iron will. Pity, she had hoped to get another fortnight's use out of him. "Why have you come to my chambers at this late hour Julian? I have not summoned you. I a...
Silvertree Chronicles Book Four, Return of the Dragons, (Enhanced Edition) Synopsis: The Great Granddaughter of Eldar Silvertree, Granddaughter of Branar'Lortan 'Storm Wraith' Silvertree, and Daughter of Travious Silvertree Knight Paladin, Champion of Corellon Larethian entered the field. The Sorceress Blade Singer Gestalt has a keen opinionated mind, stron...
Lady Tarabell Arkson was pretty. She was sitting behind a lower wall. The upper wall had been dragged aside and into a pocket. One of her arms was resting on the top edge of the lower wall. Her layered, long sleeves were hanging out and over, displaying the floral motifs on the outer and inner layers. Her blonde hair was in a pair of braids looped on each...
The following contains themes of forced feminization, reluctance, non-consent, and other adult topics, so before we begin here are the usual disclaimers. This is porn, you must be over 18 to read this. If not, go away and come back when you are old enough. If you are old enough and this style of erotica isn't to your liking, then go find some erotica that is...
Number 37 Rue Cordier, in the Neuilly suburb of Paris, France is a large and elegant house set at the end of a long driveway and screened from the street by tall poplar trees. It houses the offices of the municipal council. From 1891 until 1914 this address was known to many of the wealthy and titled families in Europe. At that time there was a polished bras...
Shannon Éclair stepped out onto Garfield Blvd grateful that her work day was finally over. She had been working for Michael's Advertising for almost 3 years now and her supervisor had recommended her for a budget managing position because not only was she good with numbers but she had a knack for keeping things in budget. She had been excited to prove just w...