The Ahlissan Chronicles ~ Book I ~ The Midnight Maiden Chapter 9: Down the Tilt Lord Zogrev Yarol berated the two young squires who were doing their best to help dress him in his armor; well they were doing most of the work while he constantly criticized their efforts. Lord Yarol's chainmail hauberk was finished over in copper and his plate armor was cov...
It's a wonderful life. I don't know how I've come to be here or how long I've been here. I don't know who I am or that I was anything other than what I am now. I have no knowledge of anything before here or of anything outside of here, except for him. I remember awaking here for the first time and feeling frightened when I became aware of the state I was i...
It was a cool autumn Saturday morning in rural western Pennsylvania. Vern rose early, yawned, stretched, and gazed out his bedroom window onto his 100-acre farm. It wasn't much of a farm, though; most if his land was woods and he had only one animal: a pony. In a mood to go for a ride, he showered and put on his boots, jeans, and western shirt. Before goin...
Mistress expects Beth to race a "pony" for a mile pulling a sulky with severe consequences for losing. It contains oral, anal, vaginal and lesbian sex, including FFM sex. STD's and COVID-19 don't exist in this fantasy. My Voyage to Submission, Ch. 4 - The Pony Farm I awoke the next morning in her bed with no clue as to how I got there. I know Mistress didn...
Marsha Durant took a step back and inspected her ponyboy. He had to look exactly right. There must be no blemishes, no imperfections to mar the impression they would make together. She turned her head to one side. She had chosen well when she acquired him the previous autumn. Eighteen years old, with fair hair, green eyes, lightly tanned flawless skin and co...
Sarah was just an 18 year old cute little High school senior cheerleader when she stumbled onto Sir Jeff's website about ponygirls. She was from a small farming town in the south, and being the curious girl, she started searching for more information. She spent many nights combing the internet for information, stories, pictures, and other useful information...
As it says in my profile, I am trying to write the storey of my life since I left the religious order nearly 10 years ago. Although I have the first 8 chapters roughed out they need a lot of editing and polishing before I can submit them for publication so I thought I'd write a short storey about an event held in our club earlier this month. I am not a natur...
Peter Hill waited patiently on his hands and knees while Tanya, his sexy fuck buddy, who would also be his mistress for the next hour or so, approached with the gear she required him to wear. He knew what it was, and was glad to oblige, not because he particularly enjoyed it but she did, and he reveled in the aftermath with Tanya, a very pretty 25 year old A...
Reading from the report, Detective Johnson read one part aloud, "'...she was naked, it was torture...,' you get that from the song?" "What song sir?" the younger officer asked. "Clapton, you know... Cream? From Disraeli Gears, late sixties, early seventies. You know, 'I was naked, it was torture...'." "Uh, no, not sure where you're coming from here." "Fo...
The next day James phoned early. "The weather looks good for today, so how about taking the horses out for a little canter today?" "A ride yes." replied Abby, "but canter no. It would be good to be out for a while and I have got nothing on today," she heard James laugh and forestalled his comment, "James behave! I am sure you were just about to make a comme...