----After you read this story please read the request I ask of you in my profile. You can help turn me on so that I can write the next story...and if you want, maybe you could lend me a little character inspiration.----- "Come in and let us have a look at you." he says. The warm glow from the crackling torches bounce shadows off of the royal walls. The you...
Their laughter and playfulness during breakfast the next morning was not unusual for others to witness. He would reach over with his fork, offering her a half of a cherry tomato that was mistakenly put on his plate. She would shake her head and tell him that he needs to eat it. "Tomatoes are good for you my king." She said as he attempted to offer her the...
It was a dire night, the winds howled like wolves on this chosen night. Hersir Ulf a brute man of no more than 33 in age was in the river washing away the blood of the enemies he slayed hours earlier. He had long, wavy black hair, lightly tanned skin and a build that made many of woman swoon. A man of his own mind. Ulf did not take kindly to orders but he w...
1. The Queen's Boudoir The King of Verdanland sat quietly chewing viciously on an unlit cigar. Thoughts of recent setbacks in the war with Sardinia plagued his peace. The frontline retreated with each encounter as the enemy army slowly approached pressing toward his capitol. His armaments and soldiers were vastly superior to that of Sardinia, but their numb...
The Nibelung saga is one of the oldest written documents of the Nordic literature. Anyway, there are parts inside the original script described only scarcely, especially concerning the wedding night. This short story may suggest a description what might have happened in reality. The Nibelung saga tells us the story of the court of the Burgundian King Gunter...
The King felt the soft flesh of this beautiful creature, his thoughts turning to lush as he felt the dampness of her body. He felt privileged to be the first to introduce Erin to her fist taste of bondage and sadism, even now as they sat here in the splendour of his home, perpetration were now been made in his secret chamber. He felt himself tighten and bulg...
The king put down his pen and put away his papers. Once he laid down in his bed, it officially was the end of the day. The king and queen laid side by side and still. The king was tense from his discomfort and disgust, while Queen Ara was stiff with anxiety and regret. She cleared her throat and was met with an angry grunt before she could even speak. Silenc...
'Welcome to the Land of Nod'. Travis stood in the warm air of the early spring morning for a few minutes starring at the arched sign above the wrought iron double gates set within the twelve foot high hand laid stone fence. The fence and the gate gave one the feeling that things were a little different on the other side, and it was that feeling that excite...
My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling an...
The Crisis The kingdom of Aksala was in crisis. It was surrounded by Invader's army by all sides. The army had cut off all the trade routes. The food stores of the kingdom could only survive for one more week. The king had called an emergency gathering. All the efforts of negotiation with Invader's army had failed. Evacuation of civilians was not possible d...