The Majestic stared at the corner of her room. Her bath steamed around her and smelled of burnstone powder -- a musty sweet smell. One arm was draped over the edge of her tub where The Obedient was busy cleaning and polishing her mistress's fingernails. The servant girl's deep crimson hair was now accented with the beginnings of a blond streak where her woun...
Here's the first real chapter of my Genie Servant story. Thanks to Joe Brolly for the original story and to 800IbGorilla for creating a new story in that universe. Hope you like it. Again all constructive critisism is welcome, and I'll try to respond to everyone who leaves an address. All characters are over 18, even the genie who was just born is 2500 yea...
------------ Ceria's Estate, Hell ------------ Tom followed Ceria's servant down the narrow staircase with Adze close behind, her leash wound tight around his hand to keep her from falling behind. Supposedly, there was a place down here that was so quiet that you could hear other people breathing even through these thick walls. Tom hoped that he could get a...
Ray closed the lid on his toolbox, locking away the screwdrivers he'd just finished using. He returned the box to his closet and got the Shop-Vac to clean up the dust and bits from his efforts. Wouldn't do to leave telltale signs of his duplicity for Kelly to spot, after all. Having finished the sweeping, he checked the time. She wasn't due for another 45 m...
The farmer could hear them coming. The thunderous claps of hundreds of hooves against the arid ground always signaled their inevitable arrival. The wooden house, although sturdy, shook as the sounds grew in intensity. The beams trembled; throwing dust down from the ceiling, and onto the four figures huddled against the wall facing the door. The farmer held...
Hello everyone. This is set in a very low-fantasy world with some very realistic and some violent themes. I'll split the story into multiple parts to make it easier to read in multiple sessions, as this is a long one. Enjoy! ***** Chapter 1- Travels Marina walked beside the carriage, leaning slightly forward and keeping her arms pressed tightly to her si...
The Erotic Tales of Scherazade No.1: The Tale of the Caliph of Ishfahan, the Slave Girl Kim-al-din Hasan and The Nemesis Bird. With homage and acknowledgement to the authors of the Tales of the Arabian Nights. "Then, if it pleaseth Allah, let me tell you O King of the tale of the Caliph of Ishfahan, the slave girl Kim-al-Din Hasan and the Nemesis Bird. S...
"Miss Black will be with you shortly," Sasha, Miss Black's secretary, said. "You may have a seat." The compliment seemed more like a command. I sat straight up at the edge of the chair in anticipation of my performance meeting with Miss Black. As I glanced at Sasha, I thought about how much she changed her appearance lately to look more like Miss Black: Same...
Perched gracefully on the edge of the velvet-covered ottoman, she watched blissfully as her husband tended to the shiny, new spiked heels that cradled her freshly pampered feet in front of him. His lips and tongue danced delicately along the riveted leather that traced seductively around her arch, then shifted perspective to suck hungrily on the 3" heel befo...
*** "Prelude" *** In a kingdom on the cusp on the 20th century, the old guard still reigns. While the rest of Europe industrializes, this kingdom remains stagnant, unperturbed by the movement of time. Peasants still toil in the field completely subservient to the bloated and decadent nobility. No constitution or written law dictates the actions of the rul...