I had a great lust on this woman. It’s for the only reason I had a damn crush on her I joined her as a servant whom I was dying to see close. Before I joined her as a servant I have been fantasizing her since when I saw her in a movie and since than I have been the greatest fan of hers. Whenever her movie is screened even if it’s an old one I would see it a...
You cough as small clouds of dust rise up off the floor with every little movement. This particular room probably hadn't been used since your great great great grandfather's time or something because your footsteps leave deep imprints in the thick layer of dust. Almost like snow, if you want to compare the gross scene in front of you to something a little ni...
SOME OF KAREN'S QUESTIONS ARE ANSWERED The first story in the 'Karen' series, 'To Sleep, Perchance To Dream' left our heroine in a warehouse, locked in a room with no windows. Karen's 'morning after' included her standard morning hangover with the addition of discovering a few missing articles of clothing. Her only human contact was with a ski-masked stra...
My name is Rose Darwin. I’m a six-foot-tall, slender young woman of Irish descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I have red hair and pale green eyes. People say I remind them of a younger version of the actress Julianne Moore. I don’t know about that but whatever. I am a third-year student at Carleton University. I major in psychology. I’m openly gay...
Something was persistently banging. As Rosanda's eyes blearily tried to find something to focus on in the mostly dark bedchamber, she whined at the knocking sound that had disturbed her patchy slumber. Barely able to walk, dealing with heavy limbs softened by exhaustion, Rosanda kicked the covers down and felt her way towards a scarcely lit oil lamp standing...
This is a work of erotic fan fiction, with equal emphasis on story, world, and sex. Fetishes included are: futanari, huge cock, cum inflation, breast expansion, and lactation. In this chapter there are also scenes of non-consent/rape, which I will not list as a fetish as I detest it and they exclusively serve plot purposes. This chapter is primarily devoted...
Simon arrived after dinner, on the first Wednesday in June, in the middle of his 20th year, as instructed. He had had a long journey by train from Edinburgh, in a hot overcrowded carriage, and was relieved to find the local train from Bristol to north Somerset much cooler and with plenty of seats. He chose to walk the last three miles from the local branch l...
Her breast were hanging down and touching the cold, smooth marble floor. The old woman was sitting in front of her in her white robe looking straight ahead. A black leather string wound around her forehead with the purple Jasmine stone hanging at her third eye center. The woman picked up a small bouquet of dry and spry branches and hit Isabelle on her back....
Lady Daire walked into her personal room and threw back the curtains that covered the length of windows. She had hoped for a circular room, she settled for an octagonal room with a circular bed. The night-light spilled into her room, dusking it in the clear blue evening light. The room was the softest in the entire house. Velvet and carpet broke up the woode...
Barb listened intently as Omar spoke. "You are to be my personal storyteller. Once a night for three nights you are to tell me an erotic story of your own creation while my servants, how should I say, attend to my needs. You will have all day to come up with the story you to are to tell. You may jot down notes that you refer to as you tell your story but...