LIGHTING THE CANDLE The potion stood on the floor in front of me, as I knelt inside of the pentagram. The lights of my room were completely snuffed out and only the faint light of the candles illuminated what little could be seen of my ritual. Good thing too... considering it has been forbidden for hundreds of years, even more so after we had all found out a...
Monday, December 19, 2011, Fittings and punishment = = = = = = = = = = Katy texted me in the afternoon "Be ready to go out when I get home. We're going to see my seamstress, so no transparent underwear." I didn't even know she had a seamstress. I didn't know anyone who had a seamstress. I replied, "Damn, I have to wear underwear? I'll be ready." She rep...
Karen found herself increasingly annoyed at the undercurrent of resistance that her mother, Marian, appeared to show to the little lady's dominance over Marian that arose from the mother's need for shelter and support. Karen's good friend Emily had put Karen in charge of Emily's own older sisters, Leslie and Linda, largely because Emily savored the feelings...
Thora was quite, to put it nicely, an unusual child. She was born in the year of our Lord, 983 A.D., on the eve of the new year. Her mother had died giving birth to her, and her poor father did not know what to do with her. King Alexander was bewildered by his daughter. For one thing, he and his beloved wife, Isabelle, both had long, golden hair that flowe...
After graduation my focus changed to my wedding. I know I had been obsessive about the dress. I was accompanied by my mother, Sunny, Sandy, Jen and Jeff when I originally bought it. Ha! Even if I had been able to hoodwink Jeff into coming, his most incisive comment would have been, "It's white." The most fun part of the excursion for the others came when...
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. ***** Heart of the Lioness "Hold still," the seamstres...
Chapter Eleven "Now what?" Clue asks looking up at me. "It's raining and all I want is a good fuck." "Tsk tsk, It's your first time and you have waited so long, I want it to be special." I say. "Your tall, hung, and magic. How is this not already special?" "You'll see. Come on." I say flipping my cloak up and dashing into the rain. She follows her bare...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Serendipity – A seamstress comes home Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This i...
Aki jumped as I slid my mouth over his cock, but then Yut pushed aside the bodyguard and was yelling something. Aki turned towards the noise and I kept my lips locked around his cock; no way did I want Yut to see my face. I didn't know if he would recognise me, but I didn't want to take that chance. Yut was still struggling with the bodyguard, but Aki shout...
1. The First Thread The closet exhaled bergamot and shame, its shadows sticky as altar wax. Lanie leaned against the doorframe, rolling a cigarette between her fingers like a cursed rosary. George stood haloed in the moonlight. Her moon-phase panties hugged his hips. The silver embroidery glowed softly, still charged from last night’s equinox rite. “Again, G...