RECAP OF THE PREVIOUS CHAPTERS This is the story of Sara, a Dutch woman, who is captured by the Barbary pirates on her way to the Dutch East Indies. She is given as a present to the Bey, the ruler of Tunis. His first wife appoints Sara as the nanny of the royal children as the eunuchs deem her too old to be send to their master's bed. However when they Be...
Sleep overtook her and she drifted off, watching the firelight dancing on the ceiling. In the other room he lay as if poll-axed, snoring gently almost in tune with the wind in the trees outside. Bang! She was jolted awake by a noise, which penetrated the mists of her slumber. Bang! The wall next to her shuddered, and one of her grandfather's books fell to t...
When humanity reached towards the stars they were meant to be explorers, pioneers and scientists. However, history had taken a different course. The only ones who were capable of the colonization of the Solar System had been the big corporations, the rich and wealthy. Movements had sprung out of the exploitation of the masses and soon "rocket theft" and "rou...
Old man Harrison looked out the window to see how the young kid he hired to brush out his back lot was doing. Jimmie was a strapping strong young man, fresh out of high school, and so far Harrison was pleased, he worked hard. The day before he had made some excuse and left, didn't come back, but he was back this morning so all was fine. Then he saw that you...
A long time ago, a young Black man named Reginald Xavier moved to the City of Montreal, Quebec, from his hometown of Jacmel, on the island of Haiti. While living in la belle province, Reginald pursued higher education and along the way, he experimented with his sexuality. Reginald explored the world of BDSM, and discovered that he was a dominant male. To tha...
I would like to thank Lazlo Zalezac for allowing me to post in his Damsels in Distress universe. Here I am, lying in a hospital bed thinking for about the hundredth time: 'just what the hell am I going to do now?' Maybe I should introduce myself, and give you a little background. My name is staff Sergeant Jacob Thompson USMC. I will soon be medically ret...
His long fingers held her face positioned for his mouth to devour. He fed from her mouth like it held the most delicious of treats. His other arm was braced on the wall on her other side protecting her from the chilly wind and warming her increasingly overheated body. She appreciated the warmth, and so did her body, because her knees were feeling increasin...
Lillitu wasn't angry. She wasn't angry at all. She was happy to know that dear Erdgar had gained the fortitude required to walk among the public with a bare face. And if her servants could be believed, and there was no reason not to, his wife was pleased to be seen with him. She kept her most interesting guest, Lady Bethaline Bransted, in a secluded corner...
I started mowing her yard a couple years ago as a kind of favor. Willow was a little old lady, bent over, her white, almost purplish hair was worn short; she wore wire-frame glasses and always seemed grateful. My yard took about half a tank of gas and so I would push the mower to her yard, go to her door to let her know, then it would take twenty or thirty m...
The weather in Chicago sucks: the winters are cold and last too long, and the summers tend to get hot and stifling, but in between these extremes you get days in spring and fall when you can feel nature downshifting and changing gears and you feel yourself accelerating too, the seasons pushing you towards something new and exciting, somewhere you haven't bee...