"Don't worry, Ms. Whelehan, it'll be fine. You know I can handle it," the young woman said, standing in the kitchen and smiling prettily as she bounced Caleb on one hip. "I know that Maddie," Carly said, matching Maddie's smile with one of her own. "I guess I'm just nervous. I've not spent any time away from the boys since I became their guardian. I worry."...
Back on Ephesus, Aspasia, the leader of the guild of prostitutes looked on with jealousy as Orion knelt before Elmira and worshiped her foot. Thinking to herself "How did THIS whore decide she earned the best slab of meat!" she rushed forward and pushed the Princess to the ground. Turning to her with a sneer she snapped "Hands off this one BEE-OTCH, he is MI...
Back on Ephesus, Lydia was very pleased by the final contestants. The games had gone on for over a month, and hundreds had participated, all being the best shots or most accurate animal trackers in their village or town. Now, to add to the excitement of the prior thrilling weeks of competition, the strongest and most handsome men in all of Greece stood naked...
Author's Note: The following chapter in this story is entirely the product of this author's imagination. The views of the characters do not necessarily represent the views of the author or any other person. Be warned that sensitive readers will find some scenes extremely offensive. * The beginning of the end for Peter Marquis started in the home of Fidelis...
By my third week of motherhood, I was feeling good enough to begin taking my baby on short walks. Bundled up in her stroller – it was the dead of a midwestern winter – she gurgled and cooed while we made our way to a nearby market or drugstore, and I was insanely proud of the fawning comments she got from passersby! I almost always wore pants those first few...
A story about revenge and punishment. I have for some time wanted to write a revenge story. However, lack of a good idea has kept me from it. A few days ago I used the "story spinner" and "Letter to a Cuckold" by Harry Kuntz, published September 2000 popped up. That's it, after reading it I decided to write the super stud a letter. Before reading my letter,...
FORWARD: This is the third of five episodes of the Dressed for Disaster saga, immediately preceding “Vendetta’s Diary.” Patrick Summers wandered the streets of lower Manhattan in an aimless fog, the chaos surrounding him a lurid backdrop for the turmoil between his ears. He had just suffered two tremendous shocks: his narrow escape from the collapse of the...
Back on Argos, Calisto shivered in fear. Having watched Demetrius be chained and taken away by the guards, she did as he had asked and stayed hidden in the quiet bush shrouded cove they had sought refuge in the night before. Waiting hours to make sure no guards were still present she spent a fitful night crouched under the palm trees, crying herself to sleep...
To anyone who enjoys this unfolding story, Please feel free to leave direct feedback. Comments are quite welcome, but I always love the chance to reply to you as well. Yours, TaraxXxTease *** A thumping on the door woke Noah. Eyes shooting open he bolted toward his clothes—but the hinges didn't last. "You're late," Cain thundered, gripping the boy by th...
Recap: Miss A had just finished a luxurious bubble bath and was returning to her slave who was chastised and gagged with her pantie hose and a ball gag, with Miss A's wetted panties draped over his nose. Locked away in her dungeon, after an arduous breath control play session, her slave was spread wide at the ankles with a spreader bar, bent at the waist wi...