Rachel rushed down the hill from the portal as her heart hammered in her chest. Breathing heavily, her breasts heaving from exertion, she spotted the tree Mei had described. "God I'm unfit," she thought, while she struggled up the small incline. Flushed with arousal and exertion, she started to stamp the ground around the tree until the ground gave way and...
Author note: this chapter is an edited version of part of my Literotica story 'La Contessa's Slave Girl'. Warning: this chapter contains non-consensual scenes Chapter 13: Revenge The week passes. It's not long before I'm waiting for La Contessa underneath the portico at the entrance to her palace, the imposing marble staircase fanning out before me tow...
I'm writing this for three reasons. 1. I grew up singing and playing guitar, bass, piano, sax and flute. And before you ask-Yes, I picked up girls while playing flute-so I know what I'm talking about. 2. I've slept with a number of women and I met virtually every single one of them (including my wife and my ex-wives) when I was in a band. In all honesty...
No one liked Drunk Greg. Sober Greg was great; everyone loved Sober Greg. However, Drunk Greg? The exact opposite. His jokes got worse ("What's the difference between a Jew and a pizza? A pizza doesn't scream when you stick it in the oven!"), and he laughed louder at them. His hands started getting a little too friendly with anything above an A cup, and som...
The castle, a perfects square of thick and solid walls of gray stones with blue shades, was right in front of the only pass in the whole northern boundary of the fiefdom, a narrow gap between two high, steep, impenetrable mountain ridges. The barbaric neighbors had tried many times to pass the gap and conquer the castle and the region, in order to march beyo...
Authors note: This is so mild it barely warrants being on this site, but it still has some elements that may appeal. ***** As the crowd pulsed to the throbbing beat emanating from stage, I dialed back some of the high end so all that came through the front of house speakers was the faint scent of a melody, but the energy was all kick drum and bass. The cro...
Dana yawned and stretched, combing her fingers through her dark, wavy hair. She refastened the tortoiseshell barrette at the nape of her neck that was supposed to make it look neat and professional – "supposed to" being the operative words. It always seemed to look as if she'd just rolled out of bed. Oh well. Her eyes drifted between the three camera m...
After the Ninth Bell What happens in the mysterious Grand Castle after the Ninth Bell tolls? All characters engaging in sexual activity are over the age of consent. Chapter One - Before The Ninth Bell Freya looked up at the sprawling Castle ahead of her on the hill. It looked huge from the town, but up this close the brooding, ominous bulk was almost op...
Dilemma, we use the word lightly. 'Shall I eat this second slice of pie or not?' 'Should I let him fuck me bare back, or insist on a condom?' So many every-day choices to make. Candles spread a soft yellow light over china plates and crystal glasses. The long table was only set at its head and foot, like in old movies. Between the two sparkling clusters st...
Introduction This chapter is another tale of lesbian seduction and domination starring 18-year-old Chloe Sharpe, the top domme at Woodglen High School. She has a special assignment for one of her submissives, school principal Susannah Rush. Notes: Preferably start this series at Chapter 1 or Chapter 2, or at least Chapter 3, but it's not required. This cha...