The Abbey of the Order of the Burning Rose has stood upon the hallowed cliffs at White Rock and faced it stones against the crashing sea for over nine hundred years. Its great walls are built from slabs of the white marble upon which its foundation rests. The salt spray has etched and darkened paths between each massive block of stone so that it seems drawn...
The lead hadn’t cost Christina much, all it took was buying the captain of the guards a few rounds. “They say that she lives in the castle outside of town,” he explained. “About half a day’s ride.” Rumors had been spreading over the countryside for months now, of a powerful succubus that has been terrorizing the land. Women have been disappearing, farmer’s d...
Second night. The actions are familiar. San Francisco street corner; cars slow; the drivers are luridly appreciative. Most attention seems to focus on the full, even ample, black, studded leather cod-piece. There are no socks stuffed in this one. The cod-piece is part of the entire ensemble. The night before, Tina had bitched her in lycra...the short sheath...
Hi! This story has girls with dicks, just as a warning! Please enjoy~ *** Around the time that the first of the big titted, brainless horde started smashing on the door to her lighthouse abode, Dr. Malvina Practice started wondering if her decision to spike the local town's water supply with Bimberium had been a good idea. "Do you think that this could,...
A night of naughty fun and play. White hot coils of desire spiral through her setting her on fire "Have any strawberries?" He inquires nibbling her earlobe, massaging her shoulders. She nods as he disappeares into the kithen. She hears the clanging in the fridge and wickedly smiles licking her lips. "I don't see any!" He calls out, she appears in the doorwa...
"I kinda like this," Michael whispered. "No music, no lights, just the outline of your body in the dark. "Don't move," I commanded. "The wax has to dry so I'll have a nice mold of your cock to admire when we're apart." I grabbed a a pair of handcuffs and chained him to the headboard, afraid he would try to fuck me and ruin my keepsake He laughed, oblivious...
Several readers have asked what my husband thinks about our lifestyle. Specifically, many have wanted to know what he thinks about and does while I am with another man. Usually ,when I return from another man, I am busy telling my husband what my date and I did, and making certain that my husband "gets off" while I attend to his physical needs as I fill his...
Ruth woke up in her most typical fashion: a lethargic lift of the head to check the time, a hand to cover the bleak sun from shining through the curtains, and dampness between her legs. Like clockwork, she thought, before lazily turning over to watch the tangle of chest hair and limbs sleep next to her. The man was average height, dressed in just black athle...
** Originally submitted as darkeyeddemon while I lived on the east coast of Florida ** This story is not at all what my readers have come to expect. It was initially written entirely for myself, and long after its' writing it comes to serve a new purpose. I lost a nephew this past Tuesday June the 3rd 2003. He committed suicide, and that makes my black old...
My heart was racing. I was warm and sweating. My mind was spinning and stomach churning. I placed the faded red-covered diary on the nightstand and lay back on my pillow. I was exhausted but unlikely to sleep much. My wife was fast asleep next to me and had been for over an hour. I couldn't put the diary down. It was incredible; never in a hundred years wou...