The feel of cold and damp floors under foot. The chill of the damp air skittering across my skin. The moans and cries of the damned sound in my ears. The feel of a heavy wooden door under my fingers. The voices of a pair of guards whom I quickly dismiss after they open the door. The warm brown eyes that meet me set my heart to racing. His face is young but...
Reports were coming in from the farmers on the borders that creatures from hell were attacking the outskirt towns. The king sends three knights to investigate the news. Knight Crawford, a tall lanky man with short hair and an untrustworthy face. He regarded himself a great knight but was nothing more than a rat. Knight Alice, a young blonde with A-cup breast...
London, England 1275 "Who is that knight in red over yonder?" "Too small to be a seasoned knight, must be a man-child." "Whoever he is, has won most of the contests today. Remarkable chap I say." Everyone in the jousting fields and stands were debating who this newcomer was, that has put most of the competitors to shame. The King has sent his man-at-arms...
A story with inspiration from paper rpg d&d-ereb altor, tv-show merlin and some femdom sexwrestling like ultimate surrender. ------------- Aldin was a young noble in the kingdom of Cardien. He was from in the distant district of Inmark, there his father was wealthy baron and a vassal of the king. He was raised in the family's stronghold and had always got...
Dame Sara Illou, Knight of the Land, sighed with relief as she caught sight of her destination ahead. It was a town, but most importantly it housed the local garrison. She had come to warn them of the gryphons that were attacking the region so that they could take action and protect the local villages. She had hurried here as fast as she could, all whilst tr...
Chapter 12 At midday, the caravan arrived at the court of King Dietrich. With their arrival, so did the stories of the treacherous journey that had been the lady Isana's lot and how the knight Aldwyn had been the hero and had single-handedly slain the barbarian kidnappers and rescued the lady; Most of these, gross elaborations and exaggerations of the truth...
It was a night like any other winter night in the City of Brockton. The snow was falling gently, the wind was light almost non-existent as two vigilantes keep a silent watch together over their fair city. Brockton used to be a nice city, it was once the "Shoe Capitol of the World". The City of Champions, as its downtrodden citizens called it. Brockton was...
/********************* AUTHOR'S NOTE Many thanks to Guyon for supplying the idea and characters. This is the introduction to a sexy little computer game he's working on. Enjoy! *********************/ The knight cut a dashing figure. The strong lines of his jaw gave him a heroic aspect. His long blond hair billowed out behind him in the breeze. It was t...
"Saxon slaves! Yellow-haired Saxon slaves!" Donaire turned at the slaver's shout on the back of his horse, with the sound of well-worn leather creaking. The heavy iron helmet he wore shortened his view to the side. Yet, he did glimpse the thin silhouettes of ragged blond-haired slaves atop a thick wooden block. Four . . . nay, five and the last two were wom...
(I would like to thank Lazyhobo for an excellent editing job and very helpful comments) * He opened his eyes, his vision blurry and unfocused. He was back in the waking world. The first thing he noticed when he realized he was awake, was the fact that his lower robes were soaked. He let out a sigh, I dirtied myself, he thought. He tried to move his hands,...