"Do you like zat my pet?" A French accented voice sings softly against your ear. "Mhmmmmm." You groan in affirmation, riding a high unlike anything you had ever felt before. "Well, go on... say eet then." A hot, wet mouth nibbles at your earlobe playfully. "Say what?" You sigh in semi-distracted bliss. "Say, Mistress Delphine, I like eet when you stroke...
The Kingdom of Hafizar, which is bordered by Kuwait to the north, the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia to the South and is considered the smallest of the Gulf States, stands at the doorway of progress and peril. The Kingdom has a population of three million inhabitants, most of them centered in the three major cities, Al-Mokhtar, Behar and Thobar. Ninety percent of t...
"Great Master, as you can see from these reports, Lord Shang Tsung died from massive heart failure caused by lethal disruptions to his solar plexus meridian points. "While many clans have styles that cause similar trauma, we have identified five specific meridian points that were targeted in this case. "There is only one technique that would fit the pr...
Out of Peoria: A Story of Innocence lost. Chapter 7: Life as a “Company Courtesan”. The strange thing about my initiation to life as a company courtesan was that for the first two days it was as though I really was being installed as a head of department in a major investment company! Jim Janacek turned out to be a very nice guy. Gay he may have been, you...
(Thank you to the kind people who emailed me thoughts and encouragement on episode one.) That night a storm hit. I woke after midnight hearing the wind and driving rain. The next day was cool and cloudy. Rain showers lasted all day. I spent the day reading and finished the novel. After dinner I went out. The skies were foggy. I shopped a bit and went to a b...
This is the eleventh episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous ten episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alternative lifes...
...in the aftermath of a slaughter, there was nothing left. Cordelia sat in seiza - on her knees - the weight of her sleeveless gi heavy with the saturation of rain. There was only rain, and silence. The weathered tatami mats beneath her smelled damp, the subtle sweet scent of rush grass, and rice straw filled her nostrils. The dojo - or its remnants - la...
3 Sayoko rose from the silken disorder and slid open the pillow room's paper-and-wood door, which glowed like a lantern. Cloud-like futon lay on the pale tatami in the severe candle-lit elegance. She slid open another door, of milky glass and wood, and disappeared into the steam. The sound of her hand in the water sent a sharp, almost painful image swiftly...
Chapter 2 : The Tower : Part 2 : Lady Riala Riala noticed the young Prince up there one afternoon when she was making love to the King. She instinctively knew he was there to observe their tryst. She saw him hiding amongst the boxes and furniture on the balcony. He was laid back where she should not have seen him, but her eagle eye saw him. She knew he mus...
Chapter 03: The Night before the Wedding Asleep, Ilyana dreamt of the night before her wedding. She retired from the feast prepared in her honor early - lacking an appetite due to her apprehension of the coming nuptials the following day. The Zamoran went to bed afraid of the Turanians and depravities supposedly practiced in their seraglios. She tried mas...