Capitulus 1V (Chapter 04) Painful death in the Arena "Sit down, Cherl. We have something unpleasant to tell you." Zhanet's words cause her instant distress. Zhanet is sitting with Claude, Steev, and a Roman soldier she has never seen before. Cherl's heart is in her mouth. What can be so terrible that a soldier is present? "I won't sugar coat this. Cherl,...
The night was warm with a gentle breeze blowing as my Master and I walked along the waterfront near our hotel. We were enjoying a holiday away from all the usual stresses of everyday living, spending time with each other, doing the things we liked to do together. I delighted in the feel of His strong hand holding mine as we passed silently by the dimly lit r...
Have you figured it out yet? Have you figured out which of your little insecurities is the one that drives you to submit? You've spent hours on the internet reading stories about dominating women bending weak men to their will. You should surely have some idea about submission and why you want it. Have you noticed the way the men give themselves to their Mi...
Sarah's Picture Book. Sarah Maitland sat propped in bed under her mosquito net, a lamp shedding light on the outsize portfolio on her knee. Outside, night enclosed the Gangetic plain. India slept in moist heat. It was midnight. The book was precious and she had an opportunity to bid for it through Sotheby's, although opposition was being posted by the Metr...
Let's imagine a world where all the world's religious leaders decree tomorrow that eating is bad, sinful, and wrong, and moreover, that if you absolutely MUST eat, it can't be enjoyable, it has to be bland, without taste, and you have to eat in secret and in shame, and if you enjoy eating that you are a bad person. Almost immediately, your normal, healthy mi...
Chapter Two The Winter Travelers Darith Wayam would return home from his hunt to find his hearth gone cold, his wife gone without explanation, and a small pile of silver pieces on his counter. He was quite upset that the hearthfire, the heart of any true tavern in his estimation, had been allowed too die. Miles away, Avera clung to the neck of a horse far...
She sits in her chair waiting for Him to come in and start the class, she fidgets anxious to see Him again. She feels a shiver go throughout her body as she thinks of Him, feeling her pussy moisten. He finally walks in, and takes up position behind His desk, almost right in front of her. He looks up and glances at her for just a second, but it’s enough to st...
At Grover Cleveland High the swimming classes were held in the vast echoey basement pool, smelling of chlorine. There were bleachers rising on both sides to be packed out in the event of a competition. There were Corinthian columns and painted windows in the upper walls. The atmosphere was gloomy and... Well, full of possibility. For one reason. Classes...
First of all, I want to excuse my poor English, I'm not a native English speaker. Big thanks to Steve who did check my story and fixed it. Cambridge Caine and Katie Irwin created the world of Mail Girls. If you haven't done it already, read their stories too, as my stories continue after theirs... ***** Jenny had been running almost an hour non-stop all ov...
She wasn't coming. It was five to six and she hadn't arrived yet. Hunter knew he was being insecure. A woman like Athena had the kind of pride that kept her from hiding from men like him. Nonetheless, when his doorbell rang at six pm sharp, it was as if his entire body breathed a sigh of relief. His lady had come to him. She was wearing a severe grey pants...