Lord Tariff looked across the long table at his wife, Lady Patricia. Her uninspired face twisted into a frown as she sawed roughly into the steak on her silver plate. "I would like for you to have the cook killed by morning. This is third time he has ruined my dinner by over coking my food." She looked up at him as she finished her sentence. "I want his he...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor and no I do not want an editor. Yes, it jumps around too much. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of. Yes it's too long. Yes it's too short. Yes it's in the wrong category. Yes this is stupid shit. And yes, I suck...
The female rolled her hips back, muscles rippling as the weight transferred softly. The golden mane flowing in tendrils as she sat back, rocking on the balls of her feet. Balancing while she straightened, the pale virginal silks whispering as she rose, the lilting jingle of bells joining the song of the beast as she pivoted, music in motion. The snap of a hi...
Disclaimer: While the story is 100% mine, it all takes place in the universe of Warcraft, which belongs entirely to Blizzard Entertainment. As for the choice in characters, come on, we all find blood elves inherently cuter and more submissive than other races. And I definitely didn't want to give the pleasure of enjoying one to the Alliance, as other writers...
CHAPTER 6 -- TRAINING A NEW SLAVE The caravan of Governor Glaoui was preparing to leave Casablanca for the oasis of Ouarzazate. Among the many retainers and servants mounted on donkeys and camels, the Governor's elaborate wagon stood out as a touch of luxury. Next to it in magnificence was a gilded wagon, painted with red and blue decorations, and closely c...
William was tired of it all. He felt trapped going from table to table and talking to boring, uptight people who only wanted to speak with him since he was a prince. Pretty rich girls dressed in beautiful designer dresses gathered around him giggling and batting their eyelashes trying to catch his attention. It wasn't unusual for him to be around classy rich...
Chapter Twenty-Nine Carlo waited for the two sexy girls to come out of the restaurant. As they approached he opened the passenger door on his Alfa Romeo and the two beauties thanked him as they got in. "Ladies, I do believe, you are my take out dinner for the night!" He closed their door and moved around to the drivers side. The drive to his home, was near...
This is my entry for the Winter Holidays contest. For those who are bothered by such, it contains a high element of voyeurism and some mild BDSM. If that's a problem for you, please go to one of the many other excellent stories here. Enjoy! + Truman sat glumly in front of his apartment window. There was, he thought, something he was meaning to do. It wa...
[Reading my story, "Toilet Training Elizabeth", will provide some useful background for this story. Those who do not wish to read about bodily functions should read no further. All the characters are over 18 years of age.] After her presentation to the Ladies Club on How to Toilet Train Your 25-Year-Old, during which Kendall humiliated her 25-year-old ba...
Chapter 9: Sex with the Virgins Curtis's narrative As the two Range Rovers sped across the desert highway I found myself sat in the rear seat between two hefty, hard looking Bedouin tribesmen who stared silently ahead of them refusing to answer any of the many questions I threw at them. I have to admit I was terrified of the situation; not so much for myse...