Part 10 - The Mist on the Lake Artur returned to his sleeping chamber and bade Emmelyne leave. "I'll care for her now," he said, sitting on the bed and taking the hand of Miryamme his queen. "Don't leave me, don't leave me. I don't want to be left alone. Is my doll looking, with no eyes, no eyes?" "Sshhh, my queen," Artur calmed her, gently stroking her l...
By chance, I drove by the local gymkhana last Saturday. It was a beautiful day. The sun shone and not a single cloud discoloured the brilliant blue sky. I had 2 hours to kill as my next appointment wasn’t until 2pm that day. I decided to stop the car and park for a while. I paid the attendant my entry fee to the show and parked my car facing one of the...
Katherine pushed down on the horn of her BMW, waiting while the old fart with the handicapped tag tried to parallel park. People on the street were staring at her, until she let go of the horn and sped off down the road. She resisted the urge to give the old guy the finger as she passed his car. Katherine was having a bad day, but then most days sucked. The...
Twenty-three and feeling young and free, Todd Spicer sped down the straight stretch of metalled country road in the double-cab pickup at 120 k/hr and skidded the vehicle to a stop under heavy braking at the intersection with the main highway. "Fuck," he muttered, scratching an ear when noting there was no sign of his four clients. A woman emerged from the...
Author's note: As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in search of what these admittedly strange fetishes mean, at least to me. Therefore, beside the tropes of the genre (kinky sex, humiliation and de-humanization), you will find the musi...
The Harrison Riding Academy was a playground for little rich girls and their over indulgent mothers. Carl Edwards was the riding instructor. It was his job to teach the young brats to ride without falling off on their heads. It was not an easy job but one with many benefits. One of those rewards was to rub elbows with the cream of female society. Elbows wer...
Sia had been placed back in the camp, left as the sloppy mess she'd been made by the Stallion and the men...plus the orc who had taken the time to recover by now. The two men had returned to the others for now, taking a breather themselves from the little fun they had had with the Troll-bitch who was now on the ground, still moaning softly in the heat of the...
Valentine followed the couple through the glade and around the clump of boulders that formed a natural barrier. She felt self-conscious again as they walked past the gathered forest folks, aware of the dirt and cum covering her body. As they reached the pool, Val had to resist the urge to dive in. The pool was perfectly clear, the water tinged the slightes...
The rest of my weekend in Bermuda was great, though my Master had no more dark surprises in store. He showed me the island and we made love all day Sunday. It was great to experience sex that was intimate and warm; sex that wasn't spliced with fear, condescension or pomp. Bob just gave me deep sensuous loving that carried me all the way home. The sex I'd exp...
Valentine was scooping drops of cum into her mouth, sucking the flavor off of her hands, savoring it. Her pussy twinged at the thought of being ravished by these two beautiful, enormous creatures. Before she could answer, Flower turned to her. "Is it true, what Bear told me, about you and the warriors. About..," whispered Flower. "I saw it with my own eyes...