= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The arrow falls; the door opens; the Queen is made. This story explores the connection between the Orionid meteor shower, the ancient Celtic myths which surround Samhain, and the great warrior Queens of ancient Ireland. "Aoife, the Queen Maker" is the story the pixies told me when I wanted to write something else....
You couldn't make Samara play with you, she had to want it. She wasn't the sort of woman who gave sexual favours out like candy, or who'd gratify you because she thought you were a nice person. She did things on her terms; if she wanted, when she wanted, and how she wanted. She strode into the room wearing a red latex dress, fishnets and heels. Her long da...
Chapter 1 - Preacher's Passion {Tell us a story!} {Yeah -- we want to hear a story while we get ready to go another round!} {Make it a funny story,'cos Jo gets all weepy and forgets who she's supposed to be doing if you tell sad ones...} Most people have at least vaguely heard of the infamous Salem Witch Trials. Most people, generally, seem to have a vag...
An oral history. A cautionary tale shared around a village campfire late at night. As rendered by a white-haired old man in the midst of young, black-haired warriors who listen respectfully, even if not convinced of the veracity of the story... Why we don't go over to that island. Anywhere except to THAT island... What we saw, when one day we followed anot...
I guess when it comes right down to it; my story is not much different than most married guys. I have a good looking wife who is much less interested in sex than I am. If I initiate sex, she will usually do it just to avoid an argument. But most of the time, she can take it or leave it when it comes to sex. At least that is what I used to think until the las...
Chapter 1: The Hellfire Club November 17th, Central Gotham City The Yellow Cab cruised up to the front entrance of Gotham City's newest and probably its most controversial nightspot, The Hellfire Club, just as the clock on the nearby church steeple, was chiming 10:00 pm. The grey liveried doorman, stepped forward, smartly, and opened the nearside rear door...
Authoress's notes: This story overlaps with the last chapter of Imperial Prostitute SX-51472 ZERO. It should be considered a sequel to that story. Thanks to meathead96 for the editing. Please read and enjoy all of my stories! Also, please leave me feedback, public or via email. Star Wars: Imperial Prostitute HC-00001 Prologue. . . Tenel Ka grimaced in pai...
It was my own fault, after all I volunteered. I had to go to Germany on short notice at the weekend. In this time of digital communications and video conferencing there are still those times when there is just no substitute for being there. I phoned Angie, my wife and asked her to come with me. I would have to work Saturday morning but after that I would tak...
Some might describe us as a traditional couple with traditional roles. My wife stays at home and keeps the house; I go to work to pay the bills. Our sex life is a little less traditional. I get up weekday mornings and get ready for work. She lays in bed watching me get ready, her nighty sliding up her thighs and waist as she twists and writhes in our bed....
Authoress's notes: This is the fourth part of the story of Jaina Solo's transformation into Imperial Prostitute SX-51472. To summarize the story so far. . . After Jedi Knight Jaina Solo kills her twin brother, Darth Cadeus, she leaves the Galactic Alliance for the Empire, with her sometimes lover Jag Fel. Jag has just been made High Moff of the Galactic Emp...