Damn you Victor! I shot my husband of almost ten years an accusatory glance. Why did he have to mess this up for me? The worst part was; he was doing this in good faith, the sweetie. I mean, how many wives wouldn't want their husband to hire an artist to paint their portrait? But, I wasn't just any wife. Portraits and other art I had solicited littered the...
The artist sits alone and lonely. His fingers rest in front of his pallet still and tense; awaiting inspiration. His eyes stare sadly at the blank canvass still propped upon the easel; the evidence of a fruitless days work. He stands and stretches his aching muscles, too long hunched in the same position and needing the relaxing benefit of massage. He pulls...
Errors occur every day in the manner in which words are used. Let's talk about some of the most common. MEDDLE / METTLE MEDDLE is a verb and generally means to mess with. I don't want him to meddle with me or He likes to meddle with all the girls are two examples of how to use this word properly. The word, METTLE, is a noun that I haven't seen used that o...
Inga was a powerful busty German woman. She was tall and very powerful. She was also a sadistic, nymphomaniac ruler. No man could handle her in bed. She took joy out of crushing men and women with her sexual skill and power. No one could handle her. She all ready own Germany and was moving on to other countries. She spoke in a cheesy cartoon accent. She love...
Wandering through the stark halls of her ancestral castle, Kenna felt the silken robes of her station sliding against her bare skin. She felt the familiar pang of worried anticipation for the task she was required to do, a slithering anxiety niggling within her consciousness. Barely eighteen years of age, the Matriarch of her house had transitioned into the...
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...
Sabrina sighed and glanced at her watch pointedly. Again. "Alex are we going to have to just change the shooting schedule today?" She called in the direction of the director who was talking with the crew. "I'm sure Lori will be here soon Sabrina." Alex assured her, his tone polite but impersonal, not like the way he normally spoke to the woman he'd once sle...
I was at an exhibition with a friend of mine. We would occasionally go and do the pretentious afternoon thing. This time it was an exhibition of a fairly new artist. The works ranged from simple line drawings in charcoal to big, full canvas paintings, expressions of energy in a variety of media. He wasn't too impressed, but then he rarely is. I couldn't des...
She was magnificent. Long and tall, her beauty fit an Amazonian quality. Well over six foot tall with flowing red-brown hair a person could not help but take a deep breath. Her tight jeans and brown boots showed legs long and firm, begging to be in a mini skirt. But what drew the most attention was her super tight yellow sweater, sans bra that shown two perf...
Frida stood at the entrance to the museum admiring the green tinted sculpture of a lion protecting the doors inside. Looking closely she marveled at the intrinsic beauty in the patina as it imparted an elegance and character to the sculpture. The light and shadow whirled in intricate shapes and patterns as she pictured the artist carving and then later apply...