"Hello? Yes hello, I've got an enquiry to make about tickets for the festival?" my master's voice rang out, as he shot me a smirk. I was on my knees in a latex French maid dress and stockings. My caged dicklette hung naked beneath me and I waited, patiently. The material clung to my body and I felt it tight on my chest as I breathed in heavy anticipation. "...
Chapter 12. Rob. (July 1997) I was on my way to a Travelodge near C, where I had a meeting next day. It was around eight in the evening when I picked up the hitchhiker on his way to a folk festival, also on the outskirts of C. Long haired and with a substantial backpack which included a tent, Rob grumbled about the uncharitable disposition of all the other...
Chapter 02: Expatriate Æiristus left the temple ceremonial hall with one more nightmare to her name, one more success. The House Mæstre no longer existed, Prince Baravti's seditious undermining saw to that. And her assignment and unyielding sense of faith and duty saw the return of one more dissident back into the laity. Her mind would not shak...
Another Saturday morning waking up alone. A cool breeze blew the curtains at the windows edge, rattling the Venetian blinds. It would be another scorching August day. Angela stretched, and as she adjusted her eyes to the sunlight just beginning to shine through her window, she heard the drums, a rhythmic thunder in the distance pulsing against her awakening....
Beltane is the pagan festival of fire and fertility. In the wheel of the year Beltane is also known as May Day when we dance around the omnipotent phallic symbol, the May Pole. The red and white ribbons woven around the May Pole represent blood and semen; the quintessential fusion of female and male energies that are the creative life force. It's Beltane tra...
I was so happy to find a music festival nearby that was scheduled for the week my love would be here with me. We drove out there in high spirits. I thoroughly enjoy these small town festivals and Philippe was looking forward to experiencing a taste of the small town American lifestyle I'd grown up with. It took forever to find a place to park the car; it se...
In my second year of college, I drove down to a three day outdoor music festival with a few of my friends. It was the kind of festival where you "camp" in a field next to 100,000 other people and look at half-naked girls and do all the drugs you can find. The festival lineup skewed pretty heavily towards "hippie," but there were a few hip hop and electronic...
It was late when I arrived in Jersey. I was to meet a friend at a renaissance festival to be held at the Smithsonian in New York the following day. I decided to stop at a hotel near the G.W. Bridge, which crosses over into New York, for the night. I had the vallet take my things up to the room I purchased and headed to the hotel bar for a martini before turn...
Yo, sup, hey, hola... urrh.... urrrh konichiwa? -ah shit I can't say that one or I am a Weeb..... um hello and welcome to the Festival, I am the Narrator I guess, I mean, like it isn't my job or anything-well it is but i'm not getting paid but-you fucking get it, I am the Narrator My name? I'm sure you can guess... but during the festival i suppose just &quo...
The characters in this fanfic are property of SquareSoft and in no way affiliated with me. If vivid descriptions of sexual activities offend you, please do not go on. A few months after Selphie was so instrumental in helping to defeat Sorceress Ultimecia, she decided to orchestrate a new Garden Festival. Rinoa was beginning to feel some excitement concerni...