Kya tightened the harness around her waist and adjusted the plastic dick that hung menacingly from it. She stroked it confidently, she had always wondered what it would be like to have a cock of her own, now in her Dominatrix persona of Mistress Black Magic Girl she had one and someone to use it on. She pulled her hand back and slapped Kate's ass hard, addin...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. * Hello there folks, and thanks for checking out my story! While this is not my first foray into the world of erotic storytelling, it is my first time wrestling with this particular subgenre (i.e. the harem-style fantasy epic). I struggled a bit to settle on a...
Remember... Chapter 1: In Destiny's Garden The Carrou forest served as a natural boundary between the Human kingdom of Rancer and the Elven kingdom of Mise, and was kept clear of settlements as per the kingdoms' agreements. It had been this way for as long as anyone could remember. Mark loved this forest since the first time he traveled through it as a bo...
I'm woken up by movement. The bed sheet is still down, so I can't see past my cage, but the bed above me shifts. One of the twins groans, and the bed shifts again with more weight. "We woke her up," one notes. "She's fine," the other mutters. "Anything happen today?" "Mira and Tain are fighting again." "Oh, about what?" "Oh you know, the usual. Tain...
Ealya Frostmoon was a young night elf mage, who excelled in the field of frost magic. She had recently left her birthplace of Teldrassil. She was venturing through the Barrens, killing local wildlife for other locals, what some would call "questing". She spotted a few horde, she was just starting out on her own and it looked like they were too. She...
(My Original Idea was to emulate a bit of a Byzantine Marketplace. Something like a post roman empire setting. I don't think that worked out, so future chapters I write will be more like a typical high fantasy setting, with just a bit of a roman influence.) You find yourself in a blissful, yet pensive state of mind. You feel as though you're on the cusp of...
Blindly she stumbled through the snow, her house slippers soaking wet, the legs of her pyjamas soaked through and muddy. She barely saw the branches that slapped against her face as she raced to answer the call that was tearing her apart. Finally she flung herself at the hole in the ground where the cave had opened up the day before. It remained closed, and...
I heard my husband Ron come home from his trip to the strip bar. I had sent him there alone as a birthday present. I knew it was him because he was whistling a happy song as he came in and walked up behind me while I prepared some potatoes over the sink. I felt him press his chest into my back and I could feel his raging hardon pressing into my lower back. A...
"That's...that's just..." Laila stammered before almost jumping on Matt to embrace him. "Thank you!" Despite her happy demeanor and the joy that he could feel from her, Matt could feel something else as well. "What did I do wrong?" Laila broke the embrace and sighed, looking longingly as her wings. "I...appreciate you giving me my grace back. It's amazing....
This is part of a longer story, written in November 2010 for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). The setting is an utterly misogynistic kingdom (in a roughly medieval time) where sex should only be pleasurable for a man, and any woman who enjoys the act is weak and scorned. Slavery is practiced. Long hair is a trait of whores and temptresses, so all ch...