Parfum Palace, the Kalos Region. While your travels have brought you around the various continents, you've never encountered architecture quite like this building. It wasn't as humongous as most of the Leagues you'd been to, nor did it leave a particularly deep impression - especially the places that had teleporter mazes. But what Parfum Palace lacked, it ma...
By the sea of many islands, right at the edge of where the Desert of the Red Sands meets the Desert of the Black Sands, once lay the city of Gurganj. Oh, how shall I describe to you, dearest reader, the wonders that were Gurganj? Its spires that rose to the skies, as if to meet God himself up there. Its streets paved with such marvellous polished stone that...
PROLOGUE It was a day of joy and sorrow. A day of laughter and pain. It was the day the daughter of the Pharaoh of Egypt was brought forth to the world. As her cries filled the palace, everyone gasped with joy. Then gasped in horror. The first and only heir to the Egyptian throne was a dark skinned child! This caused consternation amongst the people...
The water, retaining the heat from the day's sun, brought sensuous warmth in the cool of the evening. Bathsheba stepped into the mikvah, savoring each wave lapping her naked thighs. Already the warm liquid tongues on her legs and the fingers of evening chill above were causing her nut-brown nipples to grow hard and erect. The mikvah, the ritual bath, was a...
Wen didn't witness the more violent aspect of the aftermath. All she did witness was that excess charcoal, firewood, and unusually expensive tea was being sent to the Sweet Carrot Palace. The tea was meant to be for Wen, but she gave a few bricks to Pollen Lady Kumi, who then distributed them to some of the other concubines in the palace. Re-gifting an "Im...
The reward for Wen's latest book was absolutely darling. It was a set of fingerpicks, plectrums for when she played the zither. They were made of tortoiseshell, unlike the animal teeth versions Wen had been using up until that point. She spent an hour or so playing her zither with these fingerpicks, while the Emperor relaxed nearby, sipping flowery water and...
There isn't any sex in this chapter and there's not supposed to be so please don't complain about the lack. Although this is a 'sex' story website, I place just as much emphasis on the 'story' and this chapter is about advancing the 'story'. Thanks & Enjoy ptm * Zane groaned at the pounding inside his head and struggled to open his eyes. He slowly rais...
Authoress's notes: This story takes place approximately six months after the events of Imperial Prostitute SX-51472. In case you haven't read Imperial Prostitute SX-51472, I'll summarize it for you first: Star Wars: Imperial Prostitute SX-51472 Jaina Solo, mentally and physically exhausted from killing her twin brother, Darth Cadeus, accepts Jagged Fel's i...
Apollo was exhausted, having finally arrived back at his palace only a couple of hours before dawn. It had been an unbelievable evening. Between the incessant teasing of his cock between Euphrosyne's toes and the horrific behavior of the Egyptians at the State Dinner, the evening had ended with Apollo and the other major Olympians up all night in Zeus's war...
I stepped out of the dark prison gateway and, blinking, stepped into the late evening sunlight. The sun was just going down behind the mountains and a crowd had gathered around me. It was 1964, ten years since the coup that overthrew the British and put the military into control. It was three months since I had been thrown in prison for leading a general str...