And so marched onward the hunters of Blackmere... It is 1897, the twenty-seventh of May. My name is Brialla Wren, and I am the newest member of the Blackmere Society, a hidden cadre of hunters consisting of creatures that would be feared, would be dreaded, were there not a far greater evil lurking beneath us. I am awoken to the sound of clamouring beneat...
Hi! I'm Wendy Bradley. In Community Service I told how I met Peter O'Neill, how his enthusiasm for his work consumed me and I became an important team member, despite my not ever having taken charge of anything, but my journalist work. Under Peter's influence and guidance I became a new person. During the project's life I developed the third member of our te...
Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the previous part. It will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. Part 06 DAY 10 -- The fourth day of my 'enslavement' ****** Harry woke me with a start, my whole body moved and I woke up as he thrust his cock quick and hard into my pussy. His subsequent hard and d...
Author's note: I wrote a shorter version of this story around 1997 and posted it online, but it vanished. I'm glad to revisit this story and give it a permanent home at literotica.com. The story is set in a fantasy world that is hopefully consistent and lifelike. If you liked the story, please leave a comment. If you notice anything contrived, contradictory...
"Paradise." I shielded my eyes with one hand, looking out over the tremendous expanse of granite and ice, then shrugged with one shoulder as I turned back to Claudia. "You know. Give or take maybe one or two thousand years. Call it two." A light, freezing wind blew around us both, bone-dry; for all the ice, the place was technically a desert. No snowstorms...
Dear Readers, The next in the series of Lyssa and Emmett and the packs. This set doesn't seem to be overly long, unlike the last. But, you will get answers to many of your questions. Enjoy, KemMyst *************** She was horrified by her actions. It was as if she had no control whatsoever over herself. All she knew was that she craved Calvin's body, hi...
(Synopsis: Russet Thompson is an architect and designer sent to spend several days touring the Harem of a eastern Pasha to get ideas for a new attraction at Ultima Resorts. Sir Adrian Calendar, the Prince's personal secretary, shows her around, including the Playroom, where one of the odalisques (harem girls) is being disciplined. Russet finds it both uncomf...
Cannes to Las Vegas a pony girl odyssey A sequel to Saddleworth to Cannes "What on earth did you want to go and do that for!" Daddy demanded as I stepped down from the podium, or what was left of it after it collapsed when I did my victory jump, to a faint ripple of polite applause with my Cannes grand prix winners gold medal around my neck. I had just w...
Pauline has been brought up to practise and enjoy sexual thrills from sado-masochism and is on a quest to find her father, a secret agent, last seen at the Athens Hilton. Though still a virgin, in spite of many sexual experiences, Pauline's controller, Fagin, has 'sold' her to a new master, Ulysses. After passing tests of severe tolerance, Ulysses entrusts h...
Dear Readers, Sorry, I've left you alone for far too long. I am still working on the series and have yet to come to the conclusion as certain things beg to be expanded upon. There will be more, sooner rather than later. I hope you will enjoy the rest of the chapters. KemMyst ***** Calvin drove to Wyeth the next day after lunch and went directly to Ra...