Prologue: From 'A History of House Greyleon' written by Scribe Baxtus in year 1213 of the Age of Truth: King Potent of House Greyleon, 19th king of the Rivenlands, was sealed to his name, as was traditional, by the sacrifice of a white bull. The beast in question was, according not only to the more biased Palace Records, but also to the scribes of the Drov...
I think that everyone has deja vu every once in a while. Well when Barbara Kane walked through the front door of the shoe shop I had this strange feeling that I'd met her somewhere before. She has a commanding presence. Quite apart from her beauty there is something else about her. She's tall, but it's not just that, there's an air of confidence about her to...
Once upon a time there was a giant of a man who lived in the far country. One is tempted to call him Big John, because his name was John, but he was in fact called Big Dick, because his was huge. Big Dick was descended from a line of miners, gold prospectors actually, who had struck it rich in the last generation. Big Dick had been the only child of a cant...
The idea for this story was inspired by an idea from a reader. If you haven't read chapters one and two yet, I suggest you do so to fully understand the story. The reference to an incident where a wronged husband nukes his cheating wife comes from a previous story, "The Monster He Created." For those who want to say this or that would never happen, rememb...
Continuation of this story that involves forced fem, forced bi, discipline, humiliation and submission. Not your thing, move on to another story. * We got back to her house and she opened the car door and let me out. I followed her into the house and she went and set down in her chair and I just stood there in front of her. 'Present sissy boy.' I droppe...
Edited by English Rose June 21, 2003 * * * * * Chapter 1 Hong Kong 1950: "Ah fuck! "The voice yelled from under the blanket. A neatly polished boot kicked the bundle under the blanket again. "Let me be! Oh my fucking head! What hit me?" The voice growled from under the blanket again. "I am afraid it was that whiskey river that you tried to drain las...
Neighbour’s Wife is a pleasure on the Bed…..A Story with Revenge in Mind. Heera returned to her house very very bewildered and anxious, Manju was not the kind who would easily forgive her and was not a very aggressive man too, she just started wondering on how he would react. She was getting into her house when the neighbours’ door creaked open and out cam...
I stopped in my tracks and stared at her. "I couldn't wait until Sunday," she said. "I didn't see your car out front." "Your mom let me put it in the garage. We were afraid that you would keep on going if you saw it." "That would have been a good bet. What do you want Gail?" "In a nutshell - you." "That doesn't make sense Gail Sue. You had me and you t...
Bob laid out the black costume with the white skeleton emblazoned on the front on his dorm room bed. He pulled off his football sweater and quickly undressed. His room mate Tony was already in his green slime monster costume but was having trouble with the runny gloop he thought would make great mucus - it did but now he couldn't get it off his hands. "Man...
Note- I have never been to the Playboy Mansion, so if pleas allow for any discrepancies. Nor have I ever met Jennifer Walcott in person, this is a fictional tale only inspired by the same. xxx For men, the Playboy Mansion in Los Angeles sounded like a paradise on Earth, a house of hedonism, set in glamorous grounds and filled with dozens of the most beauti...