As the new slave and his new owner were removing their masks in the exit corridor, the slave's nose was alerted by the smell of leather. He turned to see Madam Harriet and Fiona Brown smile at his Mistress, then fix their leering gaze upon him, sneering as they viewed the erect cock that ached for relief after the spectacle they had orchestrated. Harriet mov...
This is part of a series and will make more sense if you check out the earlier chapters first. The story involves female domination and bodily functions, so if either of those offends you, please read no further. All characters are 18 or over. ***** Robbie, Kathy's slightly younger brother, had barely become accustomed to being under the supervision and co...
Chapter 12: Give Me Good Fight, Dear ————— The cold begins to seep through the layers of fabric that wrap around her, making her teeth chatter as she sits at the cliff edge. Not for the first time, Anna wishes she would have at least thought to bring her shawl. But the emotion that'd been running unchecked within her did not leave much room for practical t...
Chapter 19: Red Sex ————— Robert's not certain how else to describe it, except blissfully ecstatic. Despite his reassurances to his wife through the months, he realizes now that he didn't actually believe Anna would come back to them. She's young, confused, and led by a repressive society that frowns on such brazen abandonment of caution and modesty which...
Ms. Green was allowing her asshole to throb pleasantly open and shut around his eager tongue as it worked in and out. She smiled as she thought of the dirty things that she would make the young man do for her entertainment. His tonguing and burrowing of her asshole was just a temporary diversion until she heard from Ms. Fortune. She was going to let the perv...
'I see you're in the paper again, Ms Brune.' From behind the concierge's desk Davy Markham held up a copy of the local community newspaper with a front page photograph of Josephine Brune ceremoniously planting a tree in front of the new West City Early Childhood Education Centre. 'I've got a couple of spare copies here if you'd like them.' Ms Brune smiled...
Day Sixteen PRINCE MATTHEW DREUS I surveyed the coastline, marking highpoints on my map where we could erect towers for the mirror relay. It was how my father communicated with Queen Tiadoa and Ambassador Wentz in the Highlands; a series of mirrors aimed at each other over great distances from great heights. There used to be a relay from Ardeni to Alkandr...
Author's note: This is my attempt at a pastiche of a historical novel – a sort of Jane Austen meets the Lustful Turk. The views and attitudes of some characters represent those of the period and are not mine! I hope you enjoy the story. CHAPTER 1 In which Amy and Lucy's governess applies firm discipline Our story begins, gentle reader, in the tumultuous...
The freezing void of space stretched for eternity in all directions about the Drake, my craft. The lights of our galaxy hung suspended in that void, clustered in the center. There, the heirs of the once- mighty Empire of Jupiter, who now styled themselves the Dominion of Juno, still clung to the remnants of their former glory. The lights became more distant...
Dear Reader, thank you so much for reading this story. It has taken nearly a year of my writing life to get the whole thing finished. This is Chapter 8 of 14 chapters and the total is over 250,000 words. It is my Dirk Diggler/Jack Horner act of hubris: my attempt to write an erotic adventure story that pulls you in with a story you want to read, even when th...