'Friends of the Sydney Symphony Orchestra request the pleasure of Mr. & Mrs. P. O'Brien.' The invitation had arrived weeks earlier and reluctantly Peter had accepted. Immediately after Christmas, they flew to Sydney and Jennifer went shopping for an evening gown by herself. She adamantly refused to tell Peter what she had purchased or to model it for him....
Chapter 1: The Extraction It stood opposite him, across a stone table with a dip in the center where a scene had been conjured in some sort of silver liquid. Two monks were traveling along the road together, one older, grizzled... a veteran of many years. The other was younger, just eighteen winters with a soft creamy complexion and light brown curly hair....
If you haven't already, it might be worth reading Parts One to Three before you read this. It picks up directly where they leave off... ***** Lily woke up lying on a hard, concrete floor, which she could feel through the thin layer of straw that covered it. She was, this time, inside what appeared to be a stable. It smelled like one too. But she was alive...
This story is part of a chain. Although it can be read on its own, parts of it may make more sense when read in order of the chain. However, I highly recommend reading all of the chapters anyway. I hope you enjoy! Please take the time to vote. If you have enjoyed this please recommend these to your friends. * John, Champion of the Crown, dodged around a tr...
Author's note: 10 chapters published, 10 more until the end. Gumdrop's story has reached its turning point, in more ways than one... Also, a new kind of pet is going to appear soon, so stay tuned! As absurd as the concept of a hucow is, I tried to take it quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow and her owner, in search of what this admittedl...
This is my first submission to Literotica! My story has distinctive references to the game Dragon Age Origins, but you don't have to know it as I only borrowed names and places and not the complete plot. Please rate and comment! I would hate to waste your time, so know that this story takes its time and this first part has no sex scenes. My focus on these...
One of the men approached her holding a leather collar in his hand and a leash in the other. "Hold your hair up while I put this collar on you." Sarah obediently pulled her hair up out of the way while he buckled the collar around her neck and fastened the leash to a large ring on the front. Then, without another word, he led her off toward the barn. On...
Grayfell pulled his hood farther forward and hunched his shoulders. It did no good. The wool cloak was soaked all the way through, offering only lip-service against the pounding rain that had been falling all day. His horse's head hung as it plodded through fetlock-deep mud. The grayness of the day rivaled twilight, which was still a couple hours off. As he...
When he woke he was here, in my home, and now he is sitting on a cushion at my feet leaning back against my leg. He's been here all night, not on the cushion but here, in my house. I got Chancey to clean him up when we got home. Chancey is my housekeeper. He's been with me a long time. He is beautiful too, in his own way. Once he sat on the cushion but he wa...
Marcos and the girls took a carriage. The slave girls rode with Kaarthen in a wagon behind them. The ship they had chartered for the voyage was a caravel. A long slender ship with a single deck, and a raised half and quarterdeck in the front and rear. The heavy assault infantry detail would also be riding with them back to Pessilberg. After the voyage, Marco...