Greetings, traveller. My name is Lucida and I'm currently on my way back from picking groceries with my newly found elf friend, walking through the busy streets of Castle Cumminghead. I rented a small, almost empty house by the market and decorated it with magic, adding carpets, beds, statues and such. To suit our royal needs, ya know... A few weeks ago, wh...
Copyright 2017 Matt Nicholson. All rights reserved. Disclaimer - This is a story about two women who play fast and hard. "Hard" meaning just that. The BDSM might be a little rougher than some people prefer, or it might not. It depends on your tastes. I just wanted to make sure you were warned. No sense getting bad ratings from people who prefer romance and...
Erica Johnson stood under the warm waters of the shower, shaking her head and feeling the water spraying over her. Reaching out she moved the dial to the right, increasing the temperature until the spray felt like hot needles of steel piercing her skin, burning into, hurting her. Her mind screamed at her "No, No, No," but she held onto the stainless steel ba...
I was a bit dingy from the sun as I climbed up the steps of the bus and worked my way to the back. The bus that would return me to the city was crowded with beach goers and there were no seats left so I stood in the aisle in the swaying mass of bodies, smelling the scent of of seawater and coconut oil as the bus lurched off down the rough dirt track that was...
The music rushed over me; string melodies tugging at my heart offset by a sensual Latin beat that pounded in my blood. It flooded my soul and held me captive in it's power. Images of raw carnality flashed through my mind. If I closed my eyes, I could see myself on horseback, racing through the dark of night in a time of decadence long past, to the manor on t...
Olivia slipped the lime green skirt over her slim hips. She fidgeted with the zipper and then looked into her full-length mirror. "Ick!" she said to the reflection. "Sir knows I hate this color." Olivia couldn't help but laugh. A month had passed since she and Graham had become lovers. A single off-handed comment about the sound chains had on her psyche al...
I could hardly believe what had happened in my counseling with Jean, but it had done wonders for my own self-esteem. When I got home I went straight to bed and slept all night without a pit stop. The next morning being Saturday I slept late, I didn’t get up until 6:30 AM. I got up and took a shower, thinking about the evening before and started my day excite...
This is the fifth installment of the series entitled Counselor Troi Needs Help. If you have not read the previous four, I strongly suggest you read them, as different elements from those will work their way into the storyline. As always, please send me all your comments. Now, on with the story! Counselor Troi looked at the computer and sighed. For weeks she...
The next Friday Liz came over wearing a very short leather skirt and tight white singlet. John was naked, but had an erection upon seeing Liz. Liz was more dominant than me. She and her husband I knew often played master/slave games. "We'll have to do something about that cock of yours." Liz said, taking out 2 cock rings from her bag and sliding one to the...
I would like to thank my readers for their emails of concern that I have been out of touch and no new stories were submitted. I will be providing new stories and continuing old ones. I hope you all enjoy this one. ===== I was sitting in front of the computer and pouring myself into yet another story when it dawned on me that I hadn't had a vacation in some...