"The pit of the lion is a deep one, no?" The spritelion laughed. "But soon I will lead you down oh-so-slow." "I swear," Yil muttered, "I wouldn't mind this all that much if she didn't have to rhyme." Anna looked down at her with wide, panicked eyes. "How can you joke at a time like this?" "Look, I don't like rhyme at any time." The ranger blinked. "Damn i...
And we're back! Sorry about the hiatus, my lovelies. When we'd last left off, Senya, still with his memories of his first encounter with the Thriae erased, had just visited the Thriae for a second time to acquire an amulet meant to make him immune to mind control. This, however, requires the involvement of dear little Sylvia... ~~~~ ~~~~ Senya's mind slowl...
Menielle flittered along the edges of the great silver fence, singing to himself in that buzzing hum the fairies most enjoyed. His head was immersed in happy little sparkly fog right now, thanks to Mistress Tricin, and so most of his mental processes were dedicated to thinking about the rules of obedience: A good pet listens to Mistress Tricin. A good pet...
Goblin's Note: This chapter is very plot-driven, so if you haven't read the previous chapters yet, I suggest you do so! Enjoy! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Such a delight to see you again, Master," Scarlet said, her voice soft and delicately clicking like an old music box. The grapevine dryad wore a very dark red dress, along with a black cartwheel hat and veil. All...
Note: This is an entirely casual series of fantastical, erotic "fairy tales", with the framing device being a group of late-night taverngoers with little else to do. The previous installments are, in order, "The Riddling Sprite" and "The Queen's Lesson". ~~~~ ~~~~ The doorbell of the Grim Harvest Inn gave that tinny, rusted clang it had taken to giving of...
Larya was drifting inside a cloud. She stretched her legs. The white vapor swirled around her body, carrying her with it as it floated through the night sky. She giggled softly. It felt like she was swimming in soft, fluffy cotton. She knew she was dreaming, of course—she'd always been a lucid dreamer—but that didn't make the cloud feel any less real. She...
This chapter contains lesbian sex, hypnosis, moral quandaries, and a bit of gay sex. Now, I'm guessing not all my regular readers are here for the latter, so if it's not your cuppa, just skip to the next scene break when it rolls around. Snatch kicked a stone, muttering an old tavern tune under his breath. As a rule, the thief generally hated singing, danci...
"So, um, I take it you ain't been out of the Ivory Tower in a while, sugar?" Gretel blinked. He rubbed the back of his neck, biting his lip. "Is it that obvious bit?" The cart hit a bump, causing him to nearly drop his notebook. Beside him, the farmer's daughter Maye giggled as she bounced against his side. "A li'l bit." She patted him on the shoulder. "D...
Captain Horace lay back in his seat, eyelids fluttering. This evening had not gone as planned. He'd promised himself he'd keep an eye on Lleva, to make sure she didn't get up to anything to embarrassing in the servant's quarters, didn't have her way with anyone, ask any major questions. He didn't trust that girl. Everyone else in the castle thought that Pri...
Limini stared up into the beautiful, swirling eyes of the coil fiend Celeste. She gazed into eternal spirals of blue, green, and gold, feeling her mind slipping into those lovely whirlpools without even thinking. It wasn't as if she needed to think to sink—to sink down, down, down, deeper and deeper into those lovely, achingly gorgeous, hypnotic, enthralling...