The wicked queen had just been doing some very wicked things to herself, but now she was coming to her senses. That fucker! And that slut! That cock was hers! And the title of most loveliest in the kingdom was hers! There was no way she was about to let the little bitch take her title and her husband's cock along with it. She slipped out of the stable with...
I stood with my forehead against the window of my 5th floor office. Cold as ice, I thought watching the snow swirl on the tunnels of wind. My thoughts drifting to the plans my Master and I made for this evening. The girls would be gone and I had bought the wine he enjoys so much. The hot tub would be steaming tonight if the snow kept up. I glanced at the clo...
As related by, Miss Irene Clearmont. This is a retelling of that well known tale. But, this tale is not one for children and those of a delicate disposition. It is a female domination, BDSM version that may strike some chords... The queen, the princess and her father have business to settle and the queen is going to get her way no matter what. Even if she...
He had to keep on going. It was too important for him, for all of them, that he didn't stop. On through the snow, the flurries of the blizzard sticking to his hair and blotting out the world, he had to place one foot in front of the other. Each step sunk into perfectly-white snow drifts, bringing with them the possibility to stumble and fall. Every breeze wa...
Cheryl sat in the living room mindlessly listening to the weatherman's weather report and sipping her morning coffee while watching the snow make snowcaps out of the cars parked outside. They should have cancelled school she thought, but this surprise snowstorm had fooled everyone. She could have used another hour's sleep instead of having had to drive the k...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wrote this fantasy for a friend of mine from an X-Files chat room somewhere back in 1999-2001--we have since lost touch. She gave me a few elements to put into the story and this is what I created. In Part 1 she experiences the beauty and power of nature and takes advantage of its erotic potential. In Part 2 she meets the man of her dreams....
Stormy sat listening to the Christmas Carols on the radio as she sipped hot cocoa, in a few days her family would be there to celebrate Christmas. She watched the new guy who just moved into town walking down the side walk, actually. More like slipping and falling on the ice. Stormy could not help but to laugh at the tall lanky young man in his middle thirti...
In the 1970s I was a medical student at the University of Washington in Seattle, my hometown. Med school was a good time in my life. It was early in the woman's movement and there only were a few other female students in my classes. We were a bit exotic, at least I like to think so. I enjoyed learning. I looked forward to practicing medicine. I associated...
Masters little snow pony It is a bright winter's day - and pet is just waking up after a long and good nigh of sleep. She is alone, and as she is told, the minute she wakes up, she is to step into the bathroom and do as Master's message in there tells her. She walks across the soft rug and her eyes are still heavy with sleep. She is rested, though and wit...
Storyline was brought up when I was chatting with a friend. She was snowed in and at home the day we were chatting. Bits and pieces are close to real life but have been modified to fit the story! ——— I walk into the bedroom, there I see you standing. Looking into the floor length mirror, wearing one of your form fitting shirts. Your tush sticking out from...