Orion was woken abruptly by a bucket of icy water thrown unceremoniously into his face. Still hanging naked in his cell, the guards unchained his arms from his bonds in the ceiling and he immediately collapsed to the floor. Rubbing his throbbing and inflamed wrists in his hands, the chief of the guards threw a black cloth robe onto the stone floor before him...
She ran into the old farm house and hid behind the chair. She shook as it pounded on the door. She looked as the door frame gave out and the door fell to the floor. Her eyes widened as the invisible force entered the house. She ran as it pointed at her and she fell to the floor. He laughed and pulled her back towards him. Sherrie had released something that...
NOTE - this story is written as if told by a woman from the London area, using local language and modes of speech. I think it adds authenticity - I knew several 'Janices' and 'Melanies' in my younger days, and it's how they would tell it. The band Black Widow really existed, and did have a stage show (in their early days) in which they 'sacrificed' a naked...
It's the year 432 AD in Rome. The pagan ways are dying out as the ascendant Christian beliefs consume the empire. After the emperor co-opted Christianity to his own ends and the leaders of the religion started taking the the pagan celebrations and labelling them Christian the followers of the old ways started fading away. Rome itself, the eternal city, was d...
"Help me Cropper...I can't stop it!" Sara shrieked, raising her arms against the tornado. Cropper froze, unsure of himself. In a pact with the Magician, he'd led her here under the pretense of giving her the Blood Stones. Now, he was beginning to regret his decision. Of the remaining witches, Sara was by far the most powerful and the Magician sought to...
Fifty miles south of Dar-el-Beida lush costal plain gives way to rocky coastline where the bones of Africa have been exposed to the relentless Atlantic rollers, like the knuckles of a fist-fighter raw and white and bleeding from relentless savagery. But today that elemental anger is gone and I find myself high up on a cliff wall in the heat of the day lookin...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Impotence Anyone watching the parade progress wo...
Chapter 11 -- Solidarity Maria Elena spent the remainder of her second week in Danubia settling into her daily routine. In the mornings she gardened at the university, then she met with Carmen and some of the other norteamericanos for lunch, and later attended language class and physical fitness training. Afterwards she went home to fix dinner and clean, an...
Tio was bored. All the other priestesses had gone to rest, and she was alone in the sanctuary. Well, not exactly alone, fifty or so cats lay in various positions on the stone steps leading up to the huge statue of Bast, the cat headed Goddess. Her work was already done. She had fed all the cats and cleaned up after them. So now she just had to wait until day...
Yvonne of House Granvas had never felt anything like it before. The power surging through her immortal form was immense and all-consuming. She felt the power of the other three women linked to her and then the overwhelming link between them and Henri. The spark taken from Mary was fresh, feeding the sensations she felt. Looking around at her real sister and...