She has finally proven her dominance over the man she once called The Aquarius King. He was finally broken by his Scorpio Queen. It was the sweetest of all feelings to her. She enjoyed torturing him both physically and sexually. She humiliated him to no end. Not only was it her way of getting revenge on him but, it was her sick way of telling him she ruled...
(A fairy tale inspired by Ria) A long time ago in an enchanted land an ancient but powerful king marries an exceptionally beautiful princess. With nerves that belied his station the elderly King waits on his bed for his very latest and awfully young bride. His bedroom door opens and two ladies in waiting usher in his teenage Queen. Ria dressed innocently...
Once upon a time there was a beautiful maiden. She was the most beautiful girl in all the land. Her hair was spun gold, her eyes were like happy dancing violets, her rosy lips were plump and her body was that of a siren. She was happy and graceful and kind. She lived in a land ruled by an evil queen. Her dark magic was like an iron thumb keeping control of...
Behind the tapestry Part 1 The king and queen sat on their thrones and watched the last of the court exit the large wooden doors. The doors closed with a resounding boom that echoed through the throne room. Once the echos faded away, the kings shoulders sagged and his chin fell. “My queen.” The king said as he turned his head and looked into her eyes. “I...
"Are you sure you two don't want to come with me?" I pleaded, hands laced together as if praying for a miracle. "You can just come with us instead, you know," Ashlynn responded. "Yeah Callie," Lindsey added. "Just come with us we're going to have a way better time." "You know Kings of Leon are my favorite," I told Ashlynn and Lindsey. "There's no way I...
Author's Note: This was written for a short story competition with the theme of Colors. Entries had to be a thousand words or fewer. There is not much sex in this story, so be forewarned. Enjoy! *** "Why do I have to be Mr. Pink?" As he woke from a deep sleep, Ebron Johnson recognized the classic line from one of his favorite movies but it didn't coincide...
The King sat on the royal throne at the end at the grand marble room. A red carpet led from the throne to the ornate double doors at the entrance, which swung open to reveal a lonely figure stood in the entrance trembling slightly. The door closed shut with an echoing thump, startling the young woman who had just entered. The King watched as her eyes widened...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
A chill mist surrounded the unreasonably large castle at the heart of the Valley of Quorn. This castle was both fortress and palace, yet, in truth, neither. Built over more than 500 years the castle was more like a small city than a castle, and rather than a palace, it was in truth a university. What did they teach there? Adventuring, the ancient and honor...
Six months earlier. Thomas Dawkins drove his sleek BMW through the streets of Charleston, on his way to the wealthy white neighborhood where he had just purchased a large and expensive home two weeks earlier. He smiled to himself. Thomas Dawkins was a rich black man. At Harvard he was a champion weightlifter and his coal black skin stretched over an impress...