AN: This is a side story to "Single Combat". Please read "Single Combat" first if you haven't already. * Serena, High Priestess of the Goddess, knelt in prayer to Mother Earth. "Oh great Goddess, from whose womb the world is born, shelter and protect your chosen people, the Amazons. A great evil has come to the southern jungles: men, who seek dominance ov...
-Dr Isabella Pacetti's Notes: To recap: After a brief crisis, Sophie has reclaimed Katy as her property. They begin their relationship anew, and Katy begs to be allowed to worship Sophie, her Goddess. To begin with, this has led to her thoroughly licking Sophie's dirty feet, and now she will be allowed to wash them. I hope it is apparent, but I will state...
Memphis, Egypt - 3127 B.C.E. A hot dry wind blew in from the west, making an already scorching day all the more unbearable. Sand from the Sahara desert normally scoured everything in Memphis, but today it seemed almost malevolent. Nerata'ari had to shield her eyes with her gold colored shawl as she lowered a decrepit, but watertight, bucket into the Nile ri...
He had parked on the edge of the deck, so as he trudged to his car he was able to see out into the night. It was a clear, crisp evening — there wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and a the ghostly silver of a crescent moon had risen up in the east to compliment the innumerable twinkling of stars that sprinkled the heavens. It was the kind of calm, beautiful...
Throughout the day, Goddess had me give her access to everything. All my social media accounts, she set up her own thumbprint for my phone, gave her access to all my banking information, credit card information, handed over my credit cards to her, and gave her access to all of my shopping sites which have my information already saved. I put my full trust int...
Scene 1 I couldn't believe I was doing it, even as I followed the tall blonde in the black PVC catsuit to the door with "Private" written over the door in tilting red script. I just went to the sex club to watch, at least that was my plan, but as soon as I saw her demonstrating the proper way to flog a man in a kneeling position, I knew I would be on my kne...
Constantine Demopolous jerked his head back violently when his chin suddenly slammed into his chest, his exhausted and overworked body finally succumbing to the siren call of sleep. His eyes were bleary and bloodshot and as he quickly looked down he cursed himself when he saw that the last thing he had typed on his laptop was ninety-seven A's in a row. Sighi...
I push open the door of your office, standing in the entryway, hands on my hips. "Thought you were gonna take me to lunch," I comment testily. You glance up at me, noting that I'm in mega-bitch mode and you'd best tread carefully. "Sorry. Things got crazy here. Armstrong left a huge load of work for me this morning," you say, waving your hand at the stacks...
A story inspired by the CG artist Thew: Elf Captive 2013 Revised Filthier Version 3/14 Strange to say, but she was quite good-looking, for an orc. In fact Meyone wasn't certain she was truly an orc at all—at least not a fullblooded one. Sarlaicha, she called herself, though Meyone still wasn't clear what her title was. Did the loathsome orcs consider her...
Note to readers: This series is a continuation of "Laura's Femdom Empowerment". You should read that series before this one. ***** Chapter 2 A Bitch Boy Learns His Place It was Thursday evening and I was on my way in to Red Room Studio for a session with a newbie. I preferred repeat sessions because I could push the subs further. With new subs you usually...