Note: This story is a continuation of my story "Highway Exposure", but several chapters on. I am writing a novella and have several other chapters in the works. Eventually, once I have written enough, I will put it all together. * D. sat, comfortably ensconced in a wingback chair to the right of the fireplace. At his feet, a rather lovely slave leaned agai...
Edited by Spellslave * "It's no good, I have to go and I can't get out of it," Eddie practically whined in annoyance as he attempted to fix his tie, a thickset man with a rather plain face that didn't match his expensive designer suit Edward Black never quite matched and always seemed to be dressed in someone else's clothes. "But it's my birthday," Dawn p...
Chapter One Hundred Sixty-Two: Birthday Surprise "Faren?" I called. "I've brought you a visitor." And then I stopped, because a mostly-naked Faren was perched on the side of his bed, a basin of steaming water on a nearby table, washing himself with shaking hands. Because of course he is. I heard Sigrun squeak, and I slapped one hand over her eyes, the oth...
As Lady Carolyn followed the twisting passageway she still felt the sting of anger at the way she had been used by a common member of her house staff, but this was tempered by the thrill of what had just happened, not to mention the warm feeling between her legs, even if it was rather damp. The corridor was so dark that she very nearly didn't see the door at...
After the demon's visit, Soraya was convinced she wouldn't be able to sleep. There were too many conflicting emotions and her tired brain tried to sort through the events of the day. The killings, the demon, her strange attraction to this foe and Nira, the cute, freckled servant. When Soraya closed her eyes, she could see the blaze of lightning reflected fro...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Well, this is my first try at writing a story that involves any kind of explicit sex, so bear with me. At the end of this chapter is a little (well, little ...) disclaimer where I will tell something about me and how this story came to life. Everyone involved in sexual acts is 1...
Chapter 20: Bitch Breaking 101 Tasha opened her eyes slowly, pain still felt from where the metal had scorched her skin. She remembered seeing Aiya and being stuck with an injection. After that, nothing. Her eyes fluttered open as someone smacked her hard against the face, and the ledge she was bent over came into focus. Body not wanting to come around, she...
It was a square piano of mahogany and satinwood. Muriel was sitting on a little bench. Her fingers were pressing all the keys she thought were necessary. The deep, thoughtful tones came from the piano almost as beautifully as steam. There was a book of sheet music to guide her. She was grateful for that. She didn't know all the songs in the world. They wer...
A brief note... In reading over the previous chapter I noticed that I had been remiss in failing to consider the lighting, or lack thereof, in Sylvie's bedroom - so I've gone back and added a couple small windows in the outer wall and, upon entering the room with Kara, Miri has/did/will have, through the time bending magic of retroactive editing, lit the can...
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...