The moon shone high and full above the cloudless night sky. It was around midnight when the Wood Elf, Princess Amyla, looked over the Secret City (named so because of the magic which made it impossible for any human to find its whereabouts on their own). She was a beautiful specimen; roughly 5"3 the 200-year-old princess didn't look a day over 20. This eveni...
It was a quiet autumn evening, the quiet darkness of the study enveloping me as I worked on another boring article for some faceless blog about... something or other. The work was droll, but at least it paid well. The only light in the study was the glow of the laptop as it illuminated my tired countenance, the only sound the near constant tapping of fingers...
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between this story and any other is coincidence. This is a different kind of story for me. It is my attempt to reach for a higher level of story. This de-emphasizes the erotic (sorry pervs) and yet entertains and builds characters. I intend this to be a four-part series, but who knows? Please remember that all of t...
Once upon a time there was a gorgeous eighteen-year-old girl, loved by everyone. By the women and girls because she was so kind and polite to everyone and never lost her temper, by the men because she was absolutely beautiful, with shoulder length dark brown hair, amazing green eyes, a fantastic petite body and large tits, and by the boys because of the abov...
She was suspended facedown above the floor at crotch height. Her shoulders and waist were supported. As were her outstretched arms and legs. Her nipples were clamped and attached by a strong heavy chain hanging below her. The chain had danced around all night as her Master fucked sucked and used her. His cock had impaled itself in her mouth, ass, and cunt re...
This story was written from the heart, inspired by the rekindling of an lost friendship. It does not have my usual edge. The use of the word 'Daddy' is for fantasy only and in no way reflects any actual incestuous relationship. * * * * * The Reunion Jamie sat in his kitchen, studying the woman across from him. He squinted through the smoke from his pi...
There are several unspoken but well-known certainties that keep the Eder court running smoothly: The Queen rules supreme and is not to be questioned. The nobles keep themselves occupied with a vast, complex and political system of gambling. And it's always a fool's wager to bet against Count Tytos Carac. * * * The cool liquor slid down my throat with a s...
This story was inspired by one of my filthy muses. It's romantic. ----- "FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE!" Lisa Baker threw the glass against the closed door. It struck and shattered with a satisfying crash. But she was still angry. It was February 14th--Valentine's Day. Lisa and her husband Alan were supposed to renew their vows that afternoon. When they had gotten...
Carl was sitting by himself in the third floor restaurant of the Juniper Inn. It was a dimly lit and classy place. Candlelight, soft piano music and an enchanting ambience accentuated the luxurious service and tablecloths. Carl had checked in about 45 minutes earlier, dropped his overnight bag off in the room on the twelfth floor and headed to make the resta...
She had been extensively modified over the past couple of years, specifically for sex. Her appearance had been enhanced and altered for the specific purpose of stimulating men to respond instantly to her: she had essentially been redesigned to make all men want to fuck her. She had also been changed in ways that made her different to fuck. The entire effect...