Nerata'ari awoke with a start. She looked around and almost panicked. The last thing she remembered was standing in her temple agreeing to something she was hoping would give her life a new purpose. Now she was laying in an overly large, luxurious bed, covered in red and gold sheets. She wasn't sure what material they were made out of but they felt amazing a...
At the beginning of a foot-slave's 18th year he is prepared every day by his mentor, a woman in her thirties or forties, who is responsible for his training and behavior at the Royal Court. The mentor has been given the young slave when he is about 10 years of age and she has been training him in the art of foot massage technique and all of the necessary pra...
I woke to the deep darkness of the room. I didn't know what had awakened me and glancing at the bedside clock luminous in the blackness it showed a little after midnight. I lay listening for any noise that might have drawn me out of a sound sleep. At first I could hear nothing, but gradually I became aware of what sounded like the muted chanting of a female...
It has been 10 years after Helen betrayed her husband, Duke Menelaus, and ran away to Troy with her affair, the Trojan prince Paris. The Trojan, claiming that Menelaus cheated Helen first and abused her, declared war on Greece to obtain Menelaus' head. They had the biggest navy, bravest warriors and the most advance weapons in the world. The chances of our s...
Rata came awake slowly. The first thing she noticed were the warm waters lapping at her skin. She smiled and relaxed back into its welcoming and healing depths. That was when she noticed the soft gentle embrace. The ample breasts pillowed her throbbing head. Breasts that had comforted her for hundreds of cycles. It took all of her effort to force her heavy...
I do not own any of the characters involved in this story. This is an original story and a work of pure fiction. Also, this story takes place in late 2018. Enjoy! _________________________________ The Staples Center was completely quiet, save for a few voices from executives, and the occasional footstep from the various crew that remained present. Monday N...
Pulsing lights outlined a chaotic dance floor. Colors of the spectrum danced and swayed with the human bodies, sweating, writhing in sync with the throbbing bass. Sounds filters through my body, shaking my clothing...ever so slightly. The lights cast a surreal light shadow over the crowd illuminating them. The crowd parts...there she is...my god. Swaying slo...
"No, not like that. Make it go more straight," Goddess Astral commanded to a group of goblins who were trying to sink a wooden support beam of a house to the ground. It was three times the size of a goblin and the green men had trouble keeping it up while the hole it was partly in was filled. "I said straight not to tilt it more." Astral was sitting on a cr...
Mount Olympus Studios is the most upscale, exclusive S&M dungeon that can be found on earth. In fact, it is both heaven and hell for the world's richest masochists, slaves, and submissives. Mount Olympus is so exclusive that I can't tell you its exact location -- it is in a skyscraper in one of the world's largest cities, with its entrance in the top floor p...
Garoth felt a pain in his side and slowly opened his eyes. He grumbled and his hand found something hard and leathery. "Garoth, wake up," a voice swam and pulsed from across a great distance. "She's gone done it to you again." Garoth managed to open his eyes and he saw Jarint looking down at him. A light breeze blew and chill ran down his lower half. She...