Mary and Jack left Rothsmere estate with mixed feelings: the Baron had been generous to both of them, Mary especially, and the money he had provided would ensure their future no matter what they wanted to do. Both of them felt that the ending had been too abrupt: he had thrown them adrift too quickly, too suddenly, without warning. What had happened to him?...
Author's Note: This is a copy written work of fiction, which is for fantasy and entertainment purposes only. Amos Mack labored in the hot, southern, August sun. It was almost 1 pm. He was 25 and a former powerful inner city black gang leader, who had just been released from prison, where he had been serving a ten year sentence for killing a rival gang le...
"Certainly you won't mind, Dear Wood Consort, if I play with your maid for some moments?" Empress Consort Miseo was in a playful mood this late morning. Wen couldn't help but smile. "I'll miss her once you take her away," Wen said from her seat in the reception room, "but I can rest well knowing she'll be cared for." She gestured towards Yuwei. Faintly s...
With spring came the arrival of Pollen Lady Hayun's child, a tiny boy she named Arata. The prince seemed to have been greeted by the fresh green scenery. Empress Miseo held the child for a time, cooing down at him and telling him he was already so clever. Then, she handed the child over to the Emperor, who was stupidly grinning, not that anybody would've d...
Ahhhhhhhh. Nothing like a mid day piss. Especially in the fancy ass lobby of your office/apartment building. Right there in my favorite chair. Piss flying on the fucking floor. I own the building, so no pain in the ass bitching about it. I love pissing in front of people. All over people too. I get off on it. They do too. Most of em do. The others... fuck em...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is a sequel to Missed: Fenian Outrage. **********************...
One silly activity that one might find an Imperial Consort taking part in is paper sculpture. Essentially, with a combination of folding and cutting, one could make charming little shapes out of paper, and often in many colors. On this mild morning, Pollen Lady Kumi and Bamboo Lady Wen were happily sitting in the Sweet Carrot Palace's garden, in a gazebo. Th...
The maid ran down the long hallway, tripping as she made her way to the main stairs, her heart racing fast enough to burst from her chest but, she was too scared to look back to see if she was being chased. With all of her might, she sprinted for the main door that would lead her out of this hell and away from the crazy bitch upstairs waiving a gun. Ludivin...
WARNING! This fictional story isn't for everyone. It involves cuckolds, male feminization, submission, interracial sex and breeding. If you're not interested, go find another story. * I am a white fifty something year old married cuckold and a proud member of the W.B.A. My wife is twenty years younger than I and we have four children (with one on the way),...
She awoke the next morning safe in her bed. Her body was sore and tired, the skin of her buttocks was still inflamed, but she felt wonderful for the movement of the baby inside her swelling belly was what woke her. "Good morning, Princess Romina," a girl's voice said upon seeing the pregnant woman was awake. Romina blinked several times and tried to focus...