It is the third day Scarecrow is naked and fighting to keep her composure in the cornfield. She holds her breath, dares not move. "Be still," she tells herself. "Be still." This time, a hornet, or bee, or horsefly or whatever buzzes her sun-freckled shoulders, zips between her legs up and around, lands on her breast, walks its way to her nipple. And sits...
I have to thank a pair of people who went over this and made it far better than i could Honeybree and Pepper_pace. The two of you did so much for this story i can't even begin to thank you. For all of you who read this story please enjoy it. It is a long one, but I couldn't cut corners on this one. So enough of my useless rambling and enjoy the show! comment...
Prologue She is nineteen years old, with the body of a fifteen year old girl, and the eyes of a ninety year old holocaust victim. Her lips are a thin line of pink and crimson, and when they are not, they are parted in unspoken protests, revealing to everyone what happens when those protests are made audible. Her hair is a mess of knotted brown and dirty blo...
A shard of earthenware found in Leicester (Ratas in Roman Britain) has scratched upon it the words "VERUCUNDA ACTRESS . LUCIUS GLADIATOR". A love story in four words. I have tried to write the backstory to this inscription. "Lucius I really do love you." Veracunda said as they walked along a narrow alley on their way from the ampitheatreii to the inn where...
She paces, her heart beating wildly, a red haze is all she sees. The beast inside her roars to be free. She stands at the window, her palm pressed to it as she stares out blankly into the night. She can feel danger lurking in the air but she must give in. She can feel the beast inside her screaming to be freed and she pushes away, only the outline of where h...
The girl known as Alena was shoved to the block in Turia. It wasn't as grand as some that she had been presented upon but nonetheless it was, indeed, a slave block. Her natural instinct, the earth girl inside, the one that still answers to Louise, is to run and get away from the unknown and the fear of what lies beyond. But the slave girl that she has been t...
NOTE: is you just wanna get to the nasty stuff, you can skip the marked-off section that deals with the background and set-up... * * * * * The Premise: XXX-Women After founding the original X-Men, Professor X was often found to be missing or believed to be dead or off on some secret mission he told no-one about. In truth, Professor X was training an enti...
In previous stories it is clear I enjoy humiliation and pain and hubby enjoys hearing of this. Earlier the 7 up club had been mentioned but details kept secret even after all I had endured, and enjoyed. One day Maureen and her husband called and asked how far I would go to enjoy more than all of my most perverted fantasies. Hubby was also present and asked...
I saw Mr. and Mrs. French stopped at the light where Southgate crosses Euclid Avenue and becomes Hill Street. Before they put up a stoplight, there was only a stop sign. Euclid Avenue was called Nicolas. Back then, Mr. French's old Plymouth, with its huge fins in the back, would have still attracted attention. I was probably the only one who noticed it today...
Ortiz & Baldwin Baldwin stands bare-chested as Ortiz' wet tongue trails down the deep furrows of his wash-board stomach while her hands are busy undoing the belt of his slacks. Her fingers encounter the long, thick sausage-like stalk of his manhood and squeeze gently, teasingly, eliciting a muffled gasp from the tall black detective. The rasp of his zipper i...