Sister Persephone of the Order of No Mercy: A Special Session with Mistress Persephone Trembling like a schoolboy who forgot his homework, I rang the bell to Arena/Blaze. Although I was punctual and had the correct tokens for Mistress Persephone, I was still nervous that something wasn't right. I always want to please my mistress, so I pay attention to ever...
The next morning, Bemere was in the royal household's stables looking over the horses on offer. The stable master had begun with the largest of the war horses, but after a single glance at the massive hot-bloods, she asked to see something a little less...interesting. She described the journey she needed to make to the stable master, stressing that she didn'...
The House of Al Saud has ruled the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, the Heartland of the Islamic world, for over a century. Their excesses are well-known, especially the younger Princes and Princesses who are more likely to eschew tradition than their predecessors. Caught between the modern world and the most conservative nation on earth, they're forever straddling...
Author's note: This story's main element is humiliation, some elements of it borderline on slapstick. It is about a haughty prospective princess being dramatically humbled. It is pure fantasy. If you like this kind of thing please continue to read. Includes, Spanking, Oral Sex, BDSM, Analingus, and Humiliation. *** "The Palace" Priscilla Conwyn stepped ha...
Musa, the Spy Who Became Queen Author's Note The persons described in this story were real historical personalities. Many of the events in the story actually took place. However, the following story is still essentially a fiction because no one really knows how the main protagonists actually related to each other. This story attempts to fill the empty spac...
Co-written by Phil Valesquez Winds hissed through wooden shutters, like snakes kissing. Princess Anna fluttered open her eyes, feeling a warm body snuggle up to her. She frowned. How could she keep doing this to herself? She sat up, letting the soft blankets fall from her nude form. Moonlight poured in from the half shuttered windows, lending a dim, graph...
My dick was hard just from watching the show. Shana was playing the part of a football cheerleader, and doing it very well. She kicked her white boots her white boots higher than her head; her red hair spun like a tornado as she twirled. Her tight white shorts accented her tight ass, her little white vest called attention to the blue shirt tied just below he...
Pomp Square was home to many a fine dining establishment, and Aerlin had been to them all, most of them several times over. There was Forest's Finest, where one might enjoy refined elven cuisine, which was almost exclusively vegetarian. There was Steel Skewer, a dwarven restaurant replete with meats smoked and barbecued in every way imaginable. But the fines...
As Demetrius lay out on the deck of his ship speeding across the Aegean, he looked up into the dark night sky and sighed. Still naked of course, and completely covered in bites and scratches from his erotic ordeal with the insatiable Maenads, he was still slowly recovering. The pain of his injuries now abating, only the dull constant ache from his full and i...
This is something I've been working on for the better part of a year. It's inspired a lot by the work of SecretFantasy69, Cedar_Needle and others, and I hope you all like it. It's a long form, multi-chapter tale, and if there's an interest I'll post the rest. Please let me know what you think! I'd like to thank Firebrain for her fantastic editorial assistan...