Chapter 13 Wedding preparations Note of the writer : All my stories are chained and difficult to follow if you haven't read the previous chapters. Gwanendra hadn't realized he had been used like a pawn in Kira's game when she had checkmated Mark. The Princess really liked Jodhaa's husband and she felt sorry for him after Kyrhan's reaction. She had never e...
From an idea from Dalhia57 * Kira had boarded the high speed train in Metz at 06:49. She was on the way to Paris as she did about every two months. She had kissed her French husband goodbye and left hurriedly. As usual, she had attracted widespread attention from the other travelers, as she was wearing a saree in Metz' monumental station. She was resting i...
Kira shivered as she read the request. There was nothing noteworthy about the invitation itself, but the reputation of these clients preceded them. They were a group of business guys who threw these parties, hired escorts, and were known for their love of anal sex. The girls Kira worked with only had positive reports from working those events, but she hesita...
It's always been the shoes. No matter if the woman was young or mature, shaved, bushy, blonde, brunette, pale or bronze; the shoes were always the required accessory for a thunderous ejaculation. My earliest memories of sexy shoes were from the glossy black and white porn mags I had enjoyed as a senior in high school; mature beauties posed a la Betty Page i...
After a string of vanilla relationships had run their course, all with me suppressing my underlying submissive nature and cravings, I decided to place an ad on a fetish personals site. Not really sure how much information to share in the ad, I left things pretty vague, but noted I was a sub and looking to meet dominant women, preferably BBWs. While hoping it...
Rashid & kira, the returning For weeks, Rashid had been away, in the desert, in the villages, the towns, the far cities of Damascus & Cairo, in service of the Sultan. He had ridden many hundreds of leagues, had counsel, kept secrets, made decisions, and stayed lonely. He had seen houris of all sizes and shapes, descriptions, talents, colors. He had been off...
(This is my first story here, and first story I've written since high school. So you have been warned. But I felt I had to get this story out, it has always been one I've wanted to read about, but never found. Hopefully I'm not alone. This first story will have a hell of a middle and end, but the beginning will be a bit of a build up. The first transformatio...
Thanks to the delicious Faye_Skylark for allowing me to borrow the delightful world of Whore Division; hope you enjoy my humble homage! * Kira Sallet raised an eyebrow amusedly as the hefty black man sitting on her left gratuitously pressed his thigh against hers. She wondered if he could tell that she was wearing stockings, patterned black hold-ups that...
I could feel the rough bark of the tree trunk on my bare back and ass, and as long as I didn't move, it wasn't too uncomfortable. My hands were tied with rope, stretched a little too tightly up and over my head and secured to a tree branch above me. I was on my knees, which were starting to complain, as well as my ankles, tied back around the tree. I felt...
The bus dropped Dan and Kira in front of Kyrhan's house. Kira was in a sorry state. Although he knew that they were invited by Kyrhan, maybe because he was jealous of her acquaintance with the powerful official, Rajiv had suddenly changed her routine. For the previous last bus rides, he had offered Kira for fifty dollars to four or five bus passengers during...