EPILOGUE The wave hit Rosebud in the back covering her with spray. Murat screamed: "Big one coming", but before she could turn around green seawater covered her and sent her tumbling to the beach. Her belly and breasts scraped the sand and then the water receded again. On hands and knees Rosebud looked around for her stepson and the both of them started lau...
Wake up. Eat breakfast. Work. Lunch. Work. Come home. Watch anime all evening. Sleep. A pretty average day for an otaku like yourself, but it took a grueling duration of waiting in order to finally reach the evening! Now that you're home after a long day of work, you can't help but plop down at your desk with a relaxed sigh. Your favorite anime streaming sit...
Prince Mustapha's Palace didn't look like much from the street, merely a large building with high plastered walls pierced only by the gate and a few high windows protected by fretwork lattice. The building was more recently whitewashed than its neighbors and the wooden trim painted brilliant cobalt, but there was nothing to hint it held a modern Seraglio....
Introduction / Guidelines This story contains some explicit scenes that all might not find tasteful to their pallet, the story can contain various characters existing on the same or alternative timelines to the main story, it is completely up to participating authors whether or not they tie in the events to the cannon storyline, what aspects they add, change...
By the close of the Achaemenid Empire, there was a great movement across the plains of this side of Armenia, and with it a new age and a new leader. I'd already heard of Alexander III of Macedon, having come from the west already myself, and I was learning that his name was well firmed with the powers here, too. The man had even been made a Pharaoh in Egypt!...
By Dan 57 and Dalhia57 with the kind agreement of Debbie The car arrived soon after at Shandrakor resort but Rajeev didn't stop at the entrance of the hotel, he drove on until they arrived at the Northern Terrace where a group of men were busy digging the heap of rubble that had been a wall. They were sorting the stones that could be reused in the wall an...
"You should just let me make you a slave, already," Damien's voice said from the phone lying on her bed. He was on his jet, flying to somewhere from somewhere. He was traveling a lot, she'd found out during the week since she first met him. Every day in some new place. Even though he owned the entire building, his penthouse here in the city was apparently on...
Bagoas sat in the shade of a tree in the central courtyard of the Taourirt Kasbah in the desert of Morocco. He was a large person, well muscled due to his frequent exercise. Near him sat his body servant and protege, Hamid, just turned 18 and learning his trade. Hamid was fortunate to be apprenticed to such an important person as Bagoas, for Bagoas was Maste...
I received several hate messages and comments about punctuation. Please note that 1) this is pure fiction and 2) I use conventional French punctuation (Writing in English is sufficiently difficult for me not to bother with such details). ------- The caravan arrived soon after to the caravanserai which was the origin of the house Dhanraj had bought. The bui...
If you are looking for a sexy story this essay is not for you. This is more of a theoretical essay based on the author's beliefs. ***** Everyone has sex fantasies of some sort, but with men there are two fantasies that most men have at least at some point in their lives which could be seen as immoral or even illegal. Those two fantasies I will broadly call...