Chapter 23 - Wendy's Whipping Burnside almost immediately achieved her main goal with Wendy, to get her thought patterns away from what they had been over the past year. Wendy ceased to think about gambling. Her suicide fantasies totally vanished from her mind. Instead her life and thoughts consisted of pleasing her mistress, her correspondence classes, and...
Note: This story is about scene setting and exploring ideas, it may form the basis of future stories (perhaps from others?), but if you are horny and after a quick wank it is probably not for you. (May I recommend Descent chpt3). * * * * * Sarah climbed out of her classic Mercedes in the twilight of what had been a warm sunny day. The sound of an approachi...
Her throne glimmered with gold. Ornately carved, fashioned by the continent's finest craftsmen, it sat on a dais of burgundy and jade. He took the princess's hand delicately, elegantly holding hers on top of his, and led her. "Your throne, your highness" He enjoyed how quickly her expression changed from pride to shame, as she spied the finger-length pro...
Dedicated to a green-eyed girl from the Northwest. It had been such a bad day for Liz. Her cubicle at the newspaper sales office took on the feel of a cell at San Quentin. Her obnoxious co-workers had their "jerk-meters" cranked up to eight; a car dealer had threatened to pull his two-page ad because the paper ran a story about their little habit of sellin...
The Lady Aurelia shuddered as she felt the warm tongue of the handsome slave enter her mouth. Even in the adulterous conditions they had met in, for a servant to kiss a woman of her position was punishable by death. But he had not even hesitated, pressing against her full lips and smearing her carefully applied makeup as he sent her falling onto the soft dow...
A long time ago there was a king who every day would say to his queen, "Ah, if only we had a child." His queen would nod and agree, but of course the reason they didn't have any children was because she had long been on the pill since she was getting fucked by every cock in the castle and had no intention of getting knocked up. But it happened that once whil...
This was the first time we had met properly and I wanted it to go perfectly ... she arrived at my house wearing exactly what I had ordered her to wear, a long black dress and a simple blouse, no bra and no panties. She walked into the room and immediately stripped for me.... Master was the only word she said, I led her upstairs where she quickly lay on the...
A Chinese empress has recently been victorious at little known minor conflicts with the newly discovered Europeans, most of which have important trade routes in operation within her empire, but this apparent good relationship between the peoples has not stopped smaller, more extremist and independent European factions aggressing her imperial boundaries... A...
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...
Seated in a Queenly chair Her scant apparel, black cornelli lace, a perfect contrast to the deep crimson velvet of Her throne. Her delicate ankles crossed and resting on a luxurious footstool. Seated beside the stool, patiently waiting, is Her devoted servant. Resting his cheek against Her soft thigh. She strokes his forehead, lovingly. Thoughts wander throu...