Author's Note: Same rules apply. Using noble and royal titles creatively as well as Austrian and European geography. So glad that everyone is still liking the story line. Lots more to come! ***** "So, when was the last time you went to Paris?" Luke asked Sophia as they boarded the helicopter parked on the roof of the castle. The young Count had surprised...
Nia woke up with a groan. Her head was pounding and she was disorientated. She realized she on was on the ground in the middle of the woods and her hands were duct taped behind her. Then her last memories came rushing back. Her mother was the Booty Slayer. It wasn't some horrible dream. "It took you long enough to wake the fuck up," Donna said putting a sh...
The two travellers struggled to get through the swinging glass door entrance to the hotel. Ingrid, the maitre d', hissed for the young porter who was usually to be found lounging at the back of reception. But he was nowhere in sight and now the men and their bulky luggage were through the entrance and walking grim-faced towards the front desk. In an attemp...
I am at the wheel of my rusted, two-decades old Chevy pickup. We have pulled off the road since we're in sort of a rain white-out, a blinding storm with whipping winds that are beginning to rock the truck itself. I shouldn't be surprised. Storms like this, coming in from the Atlantic, are not infrequent on Hatteras, part of the Outer Banks island chain alon...
Chapter 03 - Just a Drink It had been several weeks since returning from her mini-vacation with Walt, her husband, when she had enjoyed her first extramarital sex with Andy, the handsome young man from the car rental agency. She had sent that teasing text to Walt from the plane, and the when she landed, had seen the text back from him. He had joked that he...
As the large house came into view, Keith couldn't help but to feel slightly ashamed for his somewhat non-wealthy, yet steady life. He parked in the long drive way, getting out of his car slowly, and starting to walk towards the door. His cloths were slightly dressy, though more casual. His shirt was a nice dark blue, almost velvety cloth that hung from his...
Warnings: This story contains hermaphrodites (futanari, dickgirl, whatever name preferred) and incest; more story than sex; magical/fantasy themes; dickgirl/female. Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic fiction; All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * * * Sympathetic...
A Day In Gotham - 7 -- Batgirl Undone (Rejection, discipline, a stranger lights up the day) (Follows episode 6 -- Batgirl's Torment) (Author's note -- this represents a further episode in poor old Batgirl's monumentally dysfunctional life -- sorry for the delay -- useful if you read the previous episodes first but not essential -- hope you enjoy - comment...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in consensual sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Rosy Eastman looked around the Dead End Bar one more time and nodded sadly. Grandma would have loved it. After the bar burned during the gang riot that had nearly burned DeGarde and Bender to the ground, Grandma had suffered a stroke. Grandpa...
I must thank you for the good times we had when I returned to Wellington. I have always liked masquerade parties; wearing a mask brings out the wild side in people, including me. I also liked your Roman theme, because fixing up a toga is not much effort and there is great latitude if you want to use your imagination. I am not sure I expected to find an abso...