Louis Javier knew that the mob was coming for them when he saw the torches off in the rain shrouded distance. He huddled under the stone arch seeking refuge from the downpour that obscured his vision. He looked out from the gateway of a crumbling stone wall as he considered running, but he knew that his wife would not be able to run far. There was nowhere to...
Be careful what you wish for A wintery night closes about the ill-lit streets of Prague; winds trample coldly through, where hours before horse-drawn traffic, street merchants and shoppers did the same. Above a kitchenware shop off Havelská , an old house on an old street, Rebecca bathed. She lay back, hot bath water lapping at her neck, nipples two small i...
Author note: this chapter is an edited version of part of my Literotica story 'La Contessa's Slave Girl'. Chapter 14: Il Padrino I lead the merchant, his wrists tied together, away to the cell. When I return I find La Contessa putting a blindfold of white silk over Becky's mask. "Can you see girl?" "No, madam," she replies, breathless and nervous. La Co...
Flames erupted and spread across the ancient wall of stone. The magnified image of the Great Lord's face appeared. Abalix knelt. "The intruder has taken the fourth seal of the Demon Realm. And now she comes for the fifth." The prior guardian had failed! Now it was her turn! "I will not let her have it," asserted Abalix. The Great Lord's blazing eyes...
Her bedroom certainly wasn't what Jack was expecting. The floor was littered with piles of clothes, the bed hadn't been straightened out in weeks, probably not since her mother had left her a week earlier and tiny lacy things were hanging lopsidedly out of drawers and off door knobs. But really, Jack shouldn't have been surprised, in all his months of watchi...
Mira was finished. She could not bring Devamin the crystals, nor could she even find them. With all her seductive charms and twisted witchcraft, she was unable to squeeze information from any of the high fathers. She dragged her feet, as if she had just been out for a lifetime, when in reality, she had only set out for a couple years. Most apprentice mages w...
A note from the author: In Leslie Feinberg's novel, "Stone Butch Blues" (Firebrand Books, 1993) she talks about growing up in pre-Stonewall days, as a transgendered other, and the titillation and transgression of wearing men's BVDs at a time when hetero-gender roles were brutally enforced, especially by the NYC police. Writing amorous stories about female s...
"Argh!" I sat up with a start, though still careful to keep the thin sheet which covered me from falling away from my breasts. It was with some surprise I discovered I no longer had any. In fact, my entire body had returned to its old masculine appearance. Looking around at my surroundings, it took me a moment to figure out I was in one of Master Oringel's...
The world changes but man himself doesn't change, believe me on that one. No matter how much time passes, or how many awesome technologies are discovered, lost and rediscovered, humanity shall never change. And neither shall I. My name is Abimilki Maharbal, although I go by Abe these days. A lot of people I meet nowadays think it's short for Abraham, and aft...
”I don’t know about this.” ”Come on, Maddy, I thought you were into all this creepy shit.” Maddy looked over at Julian and glared at him. He smiled back sweetly. Taking her hand, he pulled her onward again towards their destination. Everyone in the area knew the tales of Rokland Manor. It was a rickety old mansion, three stories tall, that had been slated...