As promised, chapter 18 is swift on the heels of chapter 17. Slightly different feel to this chapter but I hope you like it all the same! Chapter 18 David was waiting for Sue in the library, where they had arranged to meet. He was standing by the mantelpiece with his back towards the door when she entered. She immediately crossed the carpet and laid a...
This is the beginning of a series describing Virginia Wentworth's journey as she embraces her inner Domme. We first met Ginny in Executrix Khalidah, which describes the fantasy execution scene leading to the events taking place in part one. I hope that you find time to read and enjoy that story at some point, but I've tried to make this one stand on its own...
I suppose this is as good a time as any to introduce myself. My name is Peter Dylan Fisher; I was born to a pair of ranchers in New New Mexico; and I have been a smuggler for just shy of six years now. Peter was my father's choice, to honor his grandfather, and Dylan was my mother's addition. There is nothing that irritates me more than people who call me Pe...
The Photo Album Ch. 01 An album of black & white photographs has been selling privately. Untitled, it's known as The Photo Album or simply The Album, divided into sections according to the day's three meals. There is no text, just 6" x 9" photos, printed on heavy, glossy, high-quality paper stock, shot with beautiful soft lighting and fine detail, taken wit...
Author's note: I was in a quandary as to what category to use for this one - apologies in advance if anyone feels misled. ***** In this otherwise dismal start to summer, Dick finally saw a tiny bit of happiness. His 'Aunt Matilda' was due for a visit. She wasn't really his aunt, of course - she only had one living relative, her niece Sara. But his mom, Jea...
Selenis smiled as she watched poor Blythe standing naked, holding the huge beach ball above her head. The beach ball was almost weightless, but keeping it up there certainly wasn't that easy, after twenty minutes, now, was it! Selenis of course was gloriously attired in a pink bikini, her curly carrot top bouncing off her shoulders. Selenis was Blythe's h...
The following is an excerpt from Punishing Miss Primrose, Part V. For more about the series, visit the Erotic Historicals website or search for the series at your favorite e-book retailer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Insufferable man, Beatrice Primrose huffed to herself. Perhaps it was she who ought to prefer the gout over that other affliction, one that she shared...
The campus still empty for holiday Tracy his backpack replaced with a catch-all purse walked across the quad gripping the strap looking to kill some time reading before returning to home and Mistress Lisbeth. Spotting the couch in the near empty coffee house he planted down in the middle of it ready to open his book of Shakespeare's 'the Tempest'. Nervous...
My fiftieth birthday, the big five-O, I was so determined to treat it like any other day, "It's just a number." I said to myself speaking out loud as I stepped out of the shower, wrapped a bath towel around me, tucked it into my cleavage and walked back to my bedroom across the short landing. Reality soon disillusioned me as I removed the towel from my naked...
Authors Note: Thank you once again to R.K. Moreland for his copy-editing help it is much appreciated. I think this chapter will not be what the regular readers are expecting but I hope you all enjoy it none-the-less. * The evening had been magical for Bella; they had travelled for over an hour on the gondola and come back to Saint Marks Square where they...