Daniel arrived at the gates of Femininus on a numbingly calm and mild morning. He had written in his most recent letter that he would be arriving that day. He came dressed in his white dress shirt and black slacks. He was made to wait for nearly an hour upon his arrival. As he waited, he listened to the faint sounds of the goings on of the city just beyond t...
[Made in all fantasy, enjoy.] My best friend, Isabella, and I were always flirtatious. It was a habit of ours, neither "good" nor "bad". I've always had a crush on her for the longest time. She was the first person to become my friend when I moved here. We grew up, she went on to date other guys, but I was always there for her. When she and her boy friends...
Isabella Carver is a beautiful, smart, single, and brilliant chemist at Rowdy Rouge Cosmetics. She takes pride in making the best-selling and the best-smelling fragrances for the company. She got an eye for detail and a nose for scents, given that she has an excellent sense of smell. Ever time she creates a new perfume for the company, she gets excited. She...
Isabella sat back in her favorite chair just watching the clock, waiting to close the store. She really loved this little shop. It had become a great summer job, helping people find the right lingerie to fulfill their dream come true, for that special night, that getaway weekend. "Sweet Nothings" was a cozy place where all types of people felt comfortable tr...
One: The Next Day Therese du Maurier, the beautiful young Duchess de Montfort, awoke with a start. In the unfamiliar surroundings it took her a while to realize where she was and how she had gotten there. She was lying on a bed, covered with a sheet. Sunlight streamed into the room through a space in the heavy curtains that covered the window. Under the she...
Being the opening chapter of Isabella Silverto's story of remembrance and awakening in which a funeral brings back memories of a dark family secret and Isabella renews an acquaintance. * Naples June 1736: The family of Alberto Silverto was in mourning. The family matriarch, and Alberto's aunt on his father's side, Donna Elvira Del Malachi Silverto had fina...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. I do my best with spell an...
I saw Marco staring at Ana's ass as she exited the cab. It didn't bother me. I'm not normally a jealous person, but if I were, Marco would be the type to set it off. Wealthy, handsome, Latin. His staring didn't bother me at all though. I exited through the other door, and then turned to hand Isabella out of the cab. "Gracias senor," she smiled, stepping ou...
Chapter 4: The Summer Solstice Celebration Sunset settled at the edge of the meadow with its rays of orange, yellow and red illuminating the manor. Master Paul stood on the balcony of his room and watched as the sun slumbered beneath the meadow. The lights that the staff had intertwined into the trees glowed as a beacon to the guests that would soon follow...
This story was inspired by "In Praise of the Stepmother" by Mario Vargas Llosa. I first published a different version of this story, with a different title, 10 years ago. This version has been substantially reworked. Enjoy. Thanks to Pink Delphi for her editing assistance. --- CHAPTER 1 Serafina and I have been happily married for several years, and the l...