The lovely female musicians were all of a similar beauty. They had been chosen by the sultan with the care and vanity of a teamster assembling a match-set of chariot horses. Dark-haired, olive-skinned, large-eyed and full-lipped. Each dressed in flowing white robes, with gold hems. As they played their strings, cymbals, and pipes from their golden shell al...
Kaletina's dark woolen skirts were bunched up and pooled onto the small of her back. The fleshy, hefty cheeks of the young dancer's ass were a reddish olive-brown color under the clear drops of sweat which had beaded up all over her pleasingly wide, violently trembling bottom. The yellow light given off by the ornate bronze lantern, which was suspended fro...
Aurum watched the sailing ship intently, waiting for her chance to dash aboard. The old, grey ship had been resting at the end of the stone pier for a few hours by now. Its lone occupant had been waiting for somebody, but they were clearly getting irritated from the absence. Aurum could see the bronze-skinned woman who roamed the decks shrug, yell something...
"I don't understand," the dark-haired sorceress began, gently placing a hand on Pahn's chest. "How is it than one so esteemed as you, the Carnal Alchemist, cannot meet his client's needs?" She took another step towards him, taking her warm body closer to his than was the usual for one of his customers. Asterius Pahn chuckled, before correcting the sultry wo...
Rose had allowed herself to be enslaved by her master because he seemed so kind and caring at the time. He had sworn to temper her spirit in readiness for "the rapture" and committed himself to work her mind and body into a state of molten sexuality. She smiled to herself for a moment as she remembered his sincerity and dare she think it, his strange submiss...
With Demos back in the city, Kaia had no time to waste. She went to an alchemist’s shop to acquire some poison. As she entered the dimly lit shop a middle aged man sat stirring a small cauldron of bubbling liquid. He looked at her naked body and smiled wide, “What service can I offer a beauty like you? Would you like some cosmetics or perhaps some nice aphro...
Chapter Eight -- The Student Danka and her fellow initiates eagerly awaited the Fall Equinox, when they would give up the title of "Initiate" and become fully accepted members of the Cult of the Ancients. To mark the change in their status, they would wear the Cult of the Ancients' skull on their formal outfits. They handed over their dresses and tunics to...
Please be aware that this is a bit of a slow burner. All characters are over 18. Please enjoy! ~ Usually, Nancy loved the ride home. No matter the time of day, the train was packed with all sorts of wonderful and interesting people. The other day, Nancy had watched with amazement as a trio of old warlocks, their knotted beards dyed a cobalt blue, had fol...
++++++++ Part 2 of 2 ++++++++ I don't consider myself an expert, but as a (sort of) person with no formal training, I think I'm a decent watercolor painter after almost six months of practice. Master has complimented my skills, saying he tried to pick up painting but doesn't have the patience for it. Today I want to start my most ambitious project: a ful...
Daylily woke lightly as Hoyt stirred behind her. The two were still spooning in their sleep, the magic of their mutual love refused to die down after a month of being together. Hoyt opened his eyes as Daylily turned her head to greet him. The two substituted a sleepy kiss for words as their arms adjusted around each other. After a few more sleepy moments of...