Djinn: A beneficial or malevolent spirit, which has supernatural powers and can assume different forms. Vi had officially declared it Quest day. She and Barb would think of an item with an esoteric use, and drive around the city to find it. Past quests included, Middle Eastern prayer rugs, raw honey, virgin beeswax, henna, and the one that started it all, m...
The next night of seclusion Calina and Sierra returned to the altar, waiting in line while watching woman after woman climb the statue and draw the great penis of Priapus into themselves. They both could feel themselves getting wet, picturing how the statue would come to life for them. Both nodded to the flushed and satisfied women who passed them walking aw...
1 "Would you pose for me in private?" It was such a direct question, so boldly delivered that he couldn't respond for a moment. They had met by accident that afternoon in town, had almost passed each other in the street, then stopped with a flicker of recognition and a shared smile. She had pulled him to the side of the path to get out of the way of the ot...
James had often paused to look at the statue on his visits to Buchanan bus station. He regularly caught the bus to Edinburgh and whenever he did, he would make sure to take a look at this beautiful statue. Two reunited lovers, throwing themselves into each others' arms. He had a bag by his feet with a newspaper protruding from a side pocket. She was wearing...
This is a follow up to the story Tangled. hope you enjoy reading. Prologue Denise McGrath stopped her car at the edge of the forest, near the beginning of a well known trail. She got out and unloaded her camping gear from the trunk, checking it for the third time that day: tent, flashlight, food, book, medical kit, bug spray. She wasn't used to camping, b...
As the end of the day came to a close, Shan let odd a sigh as he went into his private office that he was given and closed the door behind him. Moving over to his closet, he removed his shirt and tossed it into a nearby clothes hamper. Reaching into the closet he pulled out his black doji pants along with a black shirt and his black boots. He never did like...
All characters are 18 years of age or older. * It is with a heavy heart that I set out to commit these words to paper. Mine is not an easy tale to tell, and the reader will be forgiven for disbelieving this report, since it stretches credulity to beyond what even the most gullible would consider plausible. Furthermore, my words are all that I have, and no...
A bit of nineteenth century kitten play. * Author's Note This story was brought about by a couple of things: my own fascination with women masquerading as cats, as seen in Risk Vs. Reward, Shelter Pet, and a couple of my Mistress and Charlotte tales when Charlotte engages in a little kitten play. There was also the suggestion of another author, Maonaig...
AN: This is the fourth story in the "Single Combat" series. "Single Combat", "The High Priestess", and "The Scout" all come first. Read those first if you haven't already. The new statue was magnificent. In the same place where once the greatest hero of Amazonia stood immortalized in bronze, Queen Hippolyta now knelt with her mouth around her master's br...
Chapter 2: Admittance Kelsey pulled her car up alongside the little gravel clearing that existed outside the east side of Licension Manor. She was surprised to see hers was the only car there and not for the first time she thought about just ignoring the invitation and the party. The incident with Helen still burned inside her. All she had felt was regret a...