My elder tigress reached up for a vial on the highest shelf of the immense library wall. Her crimson blouse raised from her black skirt as she stretched, showing off a thin muscular back, striped darkest blue on white fur. The same markings wrapped around her muscular legs, and her tail which always swayed knowingly behind her nicely shaped rump... I told...
She was so wet. Her mind was whirling. Why did this man have such an effect on her? He had just expected her to perform and she had just obeyed. It was just the drinks she had had that night she decided. And the fact that her husband hadn't been paying attention to her. For years. To be paid attention to by such a good looking masculine man. She had been f...
Originally, I hadn't thought to make A Penny for a Buck an ongoing story, but a number of people seemed to enjoy the story. So since there is much more to write about, and in thanks to those who left me great feedback, I will continue the story. * * * There is nothing like waking up in a strange room with a hangover, but fortunately it was a relatively min...
Chapter Six Her name was Elianna Spencer and she was a witch of the Third Kingdom. Her father, Lord Malachi Spencer, had given her to Chancellor Abram Black in marriage. A marriage that would give her father the power and status he craved. He certainly wouldn't care about something as paltry as his daughter's wishes. And her biggest was to not be linked in...
The Queen's newest pleasurer stood in the middle of her trophy room. The centerpiece of it was a man in suspended animation, a huge man with golden hair which floated around his trim waist. His eyes were supposed to be a golden hue which held the embers of the sacred fire protecting the Starklin people. But now his vibrant eyes were closed ... it seemed as i...
Six months later. "Bas Version 1.2, come on line." Bas opened his eyes. He almost groaned as he tried to interpret the sheer mass of sensations opening his new eyes had caused. "Respond, Bas Version 1.2." "Online, Dr. Anderson." The vibrations of using his new voice box, surprised him. "Good. Can you see me, Bas?" "Yes, Dr. Anderson." He focused on t...
The huge Victorian gate offered little resistance as we moved past it into a world of history. The path that followed was dirty and rugged with gigantic tropical evergreen with thick undergrowth. The early sunrays tried desperately to touch the ground through the overgrown flora. The mist hasn't settled down yet adding to the gloom. The birds chirped leisure...
The next day was to be a very busy one. It started as usual with me, dressed in a little satin apron, bringing my wife/Mistress her early morning cup of Earl Grey tea. While she sat sipping her drink, looking utterly beautiful, propped on her satin pillows in the luxurious four-poster bed, she watched me perform my daily duties. To start with I collected fro...
I stumbled through the fog that covered everything. I stopped and listened. Nothing. I had lost my pursuers. I felt relief, but I was also alone and lost. I was 20 years old. My family had been killed. My heritage was gone. Now I had lost even my horse to those thieves. I pulled what was left of my torn dress over my exposed breast and sank down onto the dam...
She wasn't coming. It was five to six and she hadn't arrived yet. Hunter knew he was being insecure. A woman like Athena had the kind of pride that kept her from hiding from men like him. Nonetheless, when his doorbell rang at six pm sharp, it was as if his entire body breathed a sigh of relief. His lady had come to him. She was wearing a severe grey pants...