This is a story about a male sub's first time with an experienced domina. He doesn't know what awaits him, they've only just had a few conversations online. It includes mild domination and plays on the concept of the unknown and giving up control. ***** It is Saturday evening. I'm about to ring the doorbell of Ina's home. My heart starts raising faster as...
You awaken to the sounds of war, 12th century war. Swords clash. Men cry out. You tremble. You look around. It is not your bedroom. These are not your clothes. You are dressed in a rough woven dress right out of a movie. That's it. You are just having a vivid dream. This is just your mind's sequel to the Singing Sword, that silly movie you watched to...
I would like to thank my wife for all her support and help, and Lady Ver for her thorough editing and insightful comments. Any remaining grammatical and spelling errors are solely my responsibility. This story borrows from history, but takes place in a time and place that never existed. ***** Prologue She woke with the realization that a change was comin...
I think the rays of the morning sun through the thin curtains woke me up. Either that, or my pussy craving my attention. At least that's what I like to believe. Because I'm old I know to know how much I enjoy sex. And why not? I love what it does to my body -- whether it's a man's hands or my own fingers -- a man's cock or my favourite vibrator. All the sen...
Historical Note St Dynwen's day is in fact the Welsh version of Valentine's day which is celebrated on 25th January rather than 14th Feb. I decided to use this day as it gave me a bit of historical realism as the medieval world did not recognise St Valentine's day romantically until the 14th Century -- nearly 500 years after the events on which this story i...
In the feeble glow of my torch the mist was swirling across the freshwater marshland as I trudged along the twisting country road clutching the empty petrol can. My euphoria had vanished as soon as this sodden mist would do in next morning’s forecast sun when I realised I was out of fuel and my mobile phone had lost its charge. I was stranded in the middle...
The sun began to peek above the thatched roofs of Loch Carnach as Eleanor moved quickly through the village looking for Kate's thatch. Situated close to the other reach of forest, Kate's small tigh looked much like her own, outcasted, out of the community. The only difference was that Kate's brothers had 2 other small tighs meters from her's, their own littl...
We met at the newsstand a block from my apartment. You held a tabloid, though you didn't seem the tabloid type. Average height, average build, too old for a swagger, too young for defeat. I immediately wanted to lose my fingers in your silver beard. As I bought my paper, you held it out and smiled, pointing at the headline. "Cecil the Lion's brother, Jerich...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Give Hiliad a chance, will ya?! lol This isn't so much about BDSM as it is about the relationship between him and Connee. There's a reason for his behavior as well as Daniel's. I didn't mean to make them so unlikable, but there's a reason, I promise! Big thing here, too: Chapters will be longer from here on out. A big shout out to Scooter fo...
I was brought in wrapped in delicate silver chains, they were as thin as a necklace, but I could not break them. The silver chain was wrapped from my shoulders, down my sternum, across my much abused back, and down and between both legs. I had a collar around my neck, cuffs on my wrists, ankles, and my thighs. My 5'4 body was badly bruised, cut, and scraped...