A World of Womencraft story The village was in flames, and Remi charged right in. Wails of the dying villagers were like the calls of malevolent eidolon unseen in the walls of smoke and fire. Remi darted through alleyways and began her madcap sprint for the castle walls. The raid on the village had been quick and without warning. Blood soaked bodies, some w...
Due to us slept very late, so I woke up around 9 O'clock in the morning. When I opened my eyes, I saw Sara's feet over my head. Initially, I didn't understand, but immediately, I recalled and realized whatever happened some hours back. Sara: I'm sure you know the morning ritual. I wanted to fight back, but I thought it was not preferable to make her mood b...
Disclaimer: Characters, settings, names from this story are creations of my own creative and inventive mind. ***** Prologue In a dystopian future on Earth. Humanity's numbers have dwindled down from ten billion to only one hundred million worldwide. War. Disease. Famine and the pollution and corruption of the land, sea and air were the main contributors t...
It's late, but not a long walk to your apartment. It's not a familiar part of town to you, but the GPS has yet to steer you wrong, and it's still moderately light out, in spite of the hour. A left turn here, crossing the street, and then it should just be a few more blocks until you're home and able to kick back and relax. You're dressed in normal attire, a...
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As a practicing nurse, I discovered the benefits of mediation many years ago. At that time it was called purse lip breathing. A simple technique to help patients in pain or having, anxiety attacks or asthma attacks to relax and concentrate on their breathing. The positive results astounded me. Patients who were in immediate pain became more calm while the pa...
"Kneel, pet," was the command given the girl which she obeyed, willingly, openly, longing to obey. The girl knelt, eyes downcast to the ground at her Mistress' feet, her hands crossed at the back of her neck, back slightly arched to push her ample chest forward over her widespread thighs. Mistress had always commanded her to kneel this way when they first en...
Chapter 1- The Pick Up Christina had been warned many times about the dangers of hitch-hiking, but persisted anyway. "I've been doing it for years and nothing has ever happened to me.", she maintained. She'd think nothing of hitch-hiking scantily clad and without a bra. It was one thing when she was in her early teens, but now that she was very fully develo...
The first time I saw Winter she was riding Summer into the cold concrete floored antechamber. Winter was tall and thin and had shoulder length hair the color of pearl. She wore a noose around her neck that ran down between her jutting collar bones, the hard nipples of her flat chest, the blue veined abdomen and sharp pelvic girdle. The frayed rope ended betw...
Clive found himself stroking his erect nipple again. For some reason, he had started to do this more and more frequently during lengthy masturbation sessions such as these. Still gently twisting and tweaking his right nipple, he watched, open mouthed, as his hard, uncut cock slid all the way to the top of the black rubber flip flop he was currently fucking....