Ravishings of The Ogre Lord: A Thesela Stormbreaker Adventure By Lord Bokrug NOTE: Contains exhibitionism, bondage and hardcore sex *** "He killed all of our strongest guardsmen!" "What are we going to do?!" "By the gods, we're going to die..." The fearful murmurings of the villagers filled the townhall of Myrnas. Bojork the Brutal, an ogre of im...
The warmth from the day fades quickly as the darkness begins to overtake the lands. The comfort the sun provides to those unlucky enough to still be alive is slowly, with no mercy, being stolen away. This bit of comfort is all a man has left when he bleeds to death from an injury brought on by battle. The might of the sword has, for centuries, ruled mortal m...
Tifa stepped out of the carriage onto the streets of Wall Market. Her gaze looked up from the street onto to Don Corneo’s palace. Two of Corneo’s thugs stood watch at the door. Their eyes immediately turned on Tifa, and gazed at her as if almost in a trance. As she approached the door, she could feel the thugs mentally undressing her, as if her clothes were...
Authors note: The story started with all 4 main characters perspectives but I didn't know how to implement it in a clean way and I felt like it got too repetitive, so I'll post each perspective separately to add a sense of mystery as you aren't given all the pieces of the story and you'll have to later connect or theorize why certain things happen or people...
This is part two of Chapter 1 from The Magdalene, a Gothic Erotic novel. Please read The Magdalene Ch. 01: Lavender first to fully appreciate this installment. * He gently slips to the dusty floorboards, lowering me to my feet, pulling out of me. I won't lift my gaze off him, but I penetrate harder into his soul. For me, on the other side of the vision,...
After informing me I had to return to their house again the following night for dinner, my Parents in Law told me to get dressed, and suggested I go home and get a good nights sleep. I respectfully asked if I could go into another room to get dressed, but somehow was not surprised when they told me to get dressed in my special little corner of the lounge whi...
We were lying snugly in bed, lazily stroking fingers over body parts in an easy invitation to lovemaking when my husband said to me “I love the feel of this new satin top as I slide my hands over your body.” “Why thank you Love. I love the feel of you feeling me whilst I have it on.” I giggled huskily, gasping as his large manly hand cupped my breast; His...
I stand silently in the garden, inhaling the heady scents of the night-blooming flowers. Nearby water runs and bubbles over rocks. Bats flutter overhead, making almost inaudible sounds. Occasionally one will fly off in search of food. Something rattles through the bushes, just past my hearing. It is huge, predatory, a cat perhaps. I sense its hunger but feel...
She wondered where these feelings came from; the feeling of wanting to rip things apart, to throw things, to break things. She could feel it, a crushing, tight sensation in her chest. Her breathing was choppy and uneven. Her hands curled into fists, the long nails digging into her palms, and she took several long, deep breaths. It didn't help. She knew he w...
This was inspired by a column in the Boston Globe. Used with permission. Thanks always to blackrandl1958 for her editing and guidance. ***** Sixty days: Was it only sixty days ago that I cut the cord and the delivery room nurse handed me our bundle of joy? I held her for just a few moments, feeling her tiny heart beating against my chest before gently p...