Edited by Rosmarina (whose advice and assistance are much appreciated) Please do not reproduce this story without permission. == Chapter 14 == The next morning I was once again able to thank Master in person for owning me. As Master's slavegirl I had been taught that these were to be the first words out of my mouth each day as soon as he awoke. Sometimes...
With a sigh and a slight groan, he began. "We have precious little time, but I shall try and explain what I can." "As you discovered in the library of books deep below us, long ago we imprisoned a dragon in its hold 'neath the castle." "We?" thought the princess, but said nothing as he continued. "That should have been the end of it, the beast would have...
Please, come in! I'm so glad you found the place, with all that rain outside I was starting to worry that you'd be a little soaked mouse by the time you came in. Yes, please, let me take your coat and make us a nice pot of tea to share. Take a seat just over there in the armchair, I hope you don't mind the mess. You can just put those on the floor if you'd...
You would call me an Arab Prince. I am in my thirties and am very much for real. What I write here is true but I must shelter a little so that my stories cannot be traced back to me. I stand just over five foot ten, weigh one hundred and seventy-five pounds and am clean shaven. I have been told I look a little like Omar Shariff, but I do not believe that to...
Author's Note - This novel contains scenes of nonconsensual and nonhuman sex. As the description suggests, hucows, tentacle monsters, and centaurs are explored in a setting that aims to provide a science-fiction explanation. This is a self-contained novel. My original submission, The Pasture in Space, could be seen to serve as a prequel. But it is not nece...
Lying asleep naked next to your warm body in this bed is comforting. I am holding you close and sleeping peacefully. My sleep is woken when I feel something. A grin spreads across my face as I feel your hand slowly stroking my semi-erect cock. I purr as you continue to glide your warm hand up and down my shaft. "Sorry to wake you, but I was feeling horny."...
When the doorbell rang I was ready and waiting. Justin was always on time for our little playdates. It was rather flattering really and it made the planning much easier. I opened the door to and ushered him inside. He greeted me nicely and I sent him upstairs to the spare room to prepare himself. Shortly afterwards I heard his footsteps as he made his way...
The Original. Dear Sir.--The year 1886. The scene, a fashionable drawing-room. The time, 9 p.m. A tall, graceful woman, and a pretty girl of 18 or 19, are reading the latest fashion news. Looking at the clock. The elder of the two says, "Come, dear; It is time to dress for bed." One readily imagines the outburst of merriment with which the modern flapper...
"Right then," said Amber, "Let's see if we can find that dwarf and get back home." "Where to start?" I asked. "Let's start with breakfast," she replied, "Look, there is a tavern, we'll go there." "What will it be?" The troll behind the bar asked as Amber and I entered the tavern. "Milk," she replied. Two jugs of fresh milk were placed on the counter and...
Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...