If malevolence had the power to manifest itself in stone and mortar, then Rag Castle was its purest embodiment. It bespoke, with its sombre grey walls and stagnant putrid moat, a clear warning to stay away -- or else. A warning that seemed to have prevailed upon the wildlife of the area to perform a mass exodus many years ago. Doom-laden and desolate, its en...
If malevolence had the power to manifest itself in stone and mortar, then Rag Castle was its purest embodiment. It bespoke, with its sombre grey walls and stagnant putrid moat, a clear warning to stay away -- or else. A warning that seemed to have prevailed upon the wildlife of the area to perform a mass exodus many years ago. Doom-laden and desolate, its en...
Nechole was excited but a bit intimidated at the prospect of working for the Wilsons. Everyone had heard about the infamous Wilsons. They were an old-fashioned couple, wealthy with "old money" and a bit extravagant. Their wealth often led them to believe that they were above the law. They were very demanding and expected perfection in every aspect of their l...
Author's Note: This story is dedicated, with tongue in cheek, to the many friends I have made since I joined the Literotica community. A very special thank you to Bronzeage for his counsel and wit. Merry Christmas, everyone! Ella © * Angel sat on the floor, her back against the sofa, and stared at the tree. The twinkling colored lights should have enchante...
When I woke up my eyes were glued shut. All Pippa's juices had dried and made a crust. I managed to get to the bathroom and with some warm water cleaned my eyes, then showered. As I dressed I realised that I could still smell Pippa's musky scent. There was no way I could clean it out of my nose... All those juices which had gone down my nostrils had dried ou...
The first thing the next morning Bob slipped down to a nearby Walmart and bought Carol a soft robe. It was a cheap polyester product, but it felt soft and ran smoothly through his fingers. It was a lovely bone colored sleeveless item with a belt that would gently wrap around her waist. There were other more concealing robes, but he wanted to reduce skin cont...
This is a multi-chapter series based on The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim, which is also fairly centred around BDSM/kink - this picks up significantly in this chapter. Thanks again to PastMaster for editing, and the good people at Bethesda for providing me with smut fodder. Feel free to leave any feedback, and hope you enjoy! *** Nadine's body was filled with th...
This is a rewrite of a piece that had been published on LIT a while back but was pulled by the Mod because someone read "sexualization of murder" INTO my story line. Just to be clear here folks... I DO NOT WRITE, FEEL OR POSTULATE that concept here. I have ALWAYS had my characters accept the punishment demanded by willfully taking a human life or committing...
Chapter 17 Emil shook Perrin's hand. "Thanks for the collar, its good work. Like always." "Of course! Anything for you. Now we're agreed? Four mutton chops?" A hearty chuckle bubbled from Emil's chest. "Yes, yes. My finest cuts next time I'm in town. I promise." "Excellent" Perrin grinned. "It's been far too long since I had some quality meat. I thin...
Author's Note: This story is one of a series, but they can be read in any order. * * * The city of Standup was off to powerful start. Just weeks ago, this land had been jungle—thick, obscure, dangerous jungle. But men had come and hacked away the trees. They had pulled up the plants, burned the logs and stamped the ground flat. They had made wooden huts, t...