(Moat Callin, The Neck, The North, Westeros) During the Short Peace between King Robert Baratheon's Visit to Winterfel and Ned Starks Ill-Fated Execution, Robert Knighted a Young Man called Jacaerys Sunfayre, for His Years of Service and gave him the Mostly ruined Castle of Moat Callin. It would be some time before Jacaerys would settle there, preferring to...
Or maybe a dance fully dressed and made up for ballet. Stretched and rehearsed to dance any male pride away. This is the fifth chapter of my wife's execution of the punishment poem I submitted to her suggesting ways to atone for my inability to control my orgasm. Please read the earlier chapters for the full poem and the humiliations I have been forced to e...
It was nearly midnight. It had been wickedly hot all day and the air was thick and heavy. The doors to the balcony were open but only the faintest of breezes caressed the sheer white curtains as he stepped out into the darkness. "One last cigarette," he announced. She was sitting curled on a comfy armchair wearing just a short housecoat. Her legs were fold...
"Tonight on Fox 11. Where is The King Of SEXXX? He hasn't been seen in a week and no one seems to know where he is. More tonight at 10... I'm Christine Divine, see you then." ... Where am I? Odds are, I'm somewhere fucking. That's what most people would think. Maybe I am. Maybe... I'm not. ... "I honestly don't know where he is." My girl Kate Upton tells...
"Prepare for disinfection!" The airlock tech shouted over the din of the cycling atmosphere. The armoured figure inside the small chamber turned around as pipes in the ceiling sprayed ethanol onto its metal suit. The chemical remanent the outside air washed down the drain. Warm air flooded the chamber, now entirely clean of any outside factors that would be...
This is an introduction to the land of Illakia, where all my stories are set. Not a story, more of a travel guide. Hopefully this will give you a better background to my Illakian stories. If you have any more questions or have noticed something I have not thought of, email me, write your question in a review or write to me in the forums and I may put togethe...
A normal day in the city; Calm, quiet, and tranquil, it was the home of around 180,000 elves that have been living peacefully with its surroundings and neighbors. The women were beautiful, the exports bountiful, and the songs from the local bards in taverns or ceremonies were delightful to those that came to hear, or was there to hear. Of course, not everyon...
"Captain's Personal Log, Stardate 35276.61, Captain Esek Hrelle, Commanding: the Surefoot is currently engaged in a maintenance and upgrade cycle of a series of automated subspace communications and surveillance buoys within our sector, an opportunity for our cadets to gain practical experience in an extravehicular environment, so we're getting them to suit...
Within a few minutes after the Lord Kennington left, a guard I had never seen before returned with an aide. The aide – a young boy – began cleaning out our chamber pot. While the boy was doing that the guard momentarily left, leaving the door opened. That was unusual for a guard. They're not supposed to leave the prisoners unattended. Nor are they supposed t...
You've most likely heard the story, a pair of tailors come up with a plan to defraud a gullible and vain Emperor by offering him clothes made of cloth so fine that the stupid and gullible cannot see or feel it. The emperor: being both stupid and gullible, feels he cannot admit that he cannot see or feel this amazing cloth because then everyone would KNOW he...