Chapter 29 -- Back again and Eilistraee Christie was on her hands and knees gasping for breath; the severe pain of her body reforming to her game character lasted only a few seconds and now she felt a tingling sensation on her skin. She turned her head and looked around and saw Natalie, once again in her moon elf form and wearing her white mage robes, layin...
It made perfect sense, of course. Degrasi Publications, the premier publisher of high quality sexual magazines, set aside National Nude Day as a paid holiday for its staff. Valerie Burbon, their recently hired advertising coordinator, had told her Master, Charles Vanquil, that as soon as she knew. It was seven weeks since her hand fasting ceremony to Sally,...
Copyright© 2010 by Stultus Synopsis: A fantasy/romance novel of young blacksmith who rescues the Duke's daughter from a demonic attack. He breaks off the horn from the creature's head and slays the monster with it, nearly dying himself in the process. Recovering with the aid of a traveling gleaman and Lore-Master, the lad finds himself at the center of a ne...
Anonymous in the USA, finding himself/herself awake, hoicked into a spittoon which was a half-finished jam jar and scratched mushrooms under both armpits. Who in the world should Anonymous lampooned or harpooned today? Slipping on two knuckledusters and then, awkwardly, spiked underpants, Anonymous staggered to the latrine and urinated the $100 bottle of F...
The clock had just struck midnight when she got back to her small apartment, she just came back from a gathering of friends at one of those pubs that offer a live band. She felt tired, and loathed coming back home alone, she had a tingling that cannot be satisfied easily. She washed up the aftermath of the night and made her way to the kitchen to make some w...
Almost dinnertime... but not yet I kneel pretty. Head up high and proud. Smiling and batting my eyelashes at any Mistress who looks at me. Shoulders back even though my wrists are shackled close to my collar. Back straight, Tits out. A coy "Mona Lisa" half-smile on my face when I don't know if any Mistress is watching or not. I scratch my nose and hope a Mi...
Prabu obediently was sucking away on Goddess Glitter's plastic schlong, the biggest she had. He hoped she wasn't upset with him, but even the great job he was doing with the slurping didn't seem to get a smile on her face. "Enough!" Glitter grabbed Prab's mop of ink black hair and pulled him off the dildo. It was such a gorgeous thing, hanging from the...
The wind howled outside, barely swaying the lanterns hanging within the closed bivouac. Soft light played off the glyphs woven into the tent walls, and the somber faces of the two meeting parties. Captain Tsharles, a rocky-jawed bear of a man with olive skin and wavy amber hair, sat on a footstool two steps away from the intricately-knitted wicker bench supp...
Merritt came into the Dungeonopolis gift shop with Darrell's chastity belt in her hands, looking exasperated. Hinton smiled. He enjoyed Merritt, she was fun and cute, and they had a flirtatious relationship, though of course he was a good forty five years older than she. Hinton actually was a retired mechanical engineer; he'd had a hobby of building and r...
Gretchen completely stubbed out her cigarette on my tortured glans, and then held the butt up to my face. "Swallow it!" she demanded. I shook my head, and she punched me in the stomach. I buckled over, straining at my hands cuffed behind my back, and as my mouth opened, Gretchen shoved the disgusting butt in, and held my nose until I swallowed it, retching....