The Wicked Men At Red Rock "Is it really true?" Orin burst out excitedly the next morning, in the same way he'd been blabbering ever since he'd woken up. "We were truly not visible to anyone save for that old dog that sniffed at Bartram's arse as he walked by?" "Why does it have to be my arse?" The archer asked. "Why can't it be your arse?" "It is true, O...
This story is completely true and happened exactly as presented. I changed nothing but the names. Good little witch's honor. * It was a hot 3-day weekend in 1979. I think it was the 4th of July. (Ooh, I sounded like Chicago for a minute there.) To take advantage of the time off, our friends decided to have a pig roast. My husband-to-be and his older broth...
Chapter 1 : A Priestess In Shanla (Part 3 : The Male Worshippers Choose) Varna took up the call, "Let the ceremony continue." This was the time when the two hundred male worshippers could choose of the three hundred Priestesses, including the Attendants, a woman to take the part for them of the Goddess and the ceremony would broaden to include most of the...
"Oh dear, slave, you're drooling. What's the matter? Don't trust yourself to swallow? Afraid you'll bite that juicy strawberry? I know, baby. It's such a delicate thing to hold between your teeth, but Mistress put it there for safe keeping. So...we're going to be a good boy and hold it there for Mistress, aren't we? Yes, we are. "It took a long time, stroll...
This story involves fetish and wife swapping. If this is not for you, please consider finding another story. Thank you. * It's Saturday morning in August in Concord, New Hampshire. The temperature is in the 80's and the dew point is about 55. There is no possibility of rain. It will be warm and dry. My wife, Pam, has convinced me that we should go to the...
Reports were coming in from the farmers on the borders that creatures from hell were attacking the outskirt towns. The king sends three knights to investigate the news. Knight Crawford, a tall lanky man with short hair and an untrustworthy face. He regarded himself a great knight but was nothing more than a rat. Knight Alice, a young blonde with A-cup breast...
The distraught farmer hurried told his awful tale to Lady Gwyneth d’Lambert, paladin of the Holy Church of Alastriel and her less illustrious companion, the goblin Cockweasel. Gwyneth had rescued Cockweasel from his tormenting mistress, the vile sorceress Valeria the Black, and the two had escaped on horseback to the village of Crompton. It was here in Crom...
Visits from the Vietnamese Prime Minister the Australian Trade Commissioner and the delegation from John's home state caused local provincial officials to take much more interest in the feedlot. The provincial Party hosted a stream of senior Party officials from all over Vietnam. Many of them had never visited the province before. Ruby told the family that...
Three young women looking for a fun night, walked into the only drinking establishment, within a half hour's drive, where they could buy a beer. One faction of residents of the small farming community had repeatedly defeated the other faction's attempts to turn the county from 'dry' to 'wet'. Adjacent to the dry county was another county that also did not...
He's at it again. Yack, yack, yacking. How can one man be so dense that he can't see that my eyes are glazed, my mind, now nearly full of stuff that I may never need has begun to turn to mush. I have just become a receptacle for his useless, endless chatter. I am so far beyond caring what is streamed into head that I now make no effort to take in and process...