[Big thanks to editor HollyGolightly for helping me with this one!] The carnies had set up a small village of tents, shacks, and RVs on the outskirts of town. Their coming was, more or less, a yearly occurrence, and the townsfolk looked forward to it as with any other tradition, although this year there were whispers of something special. That kid Jimmy Woo...
The Mage had not been seen since that night in the maze. The Emperor was in a foul mood. She neither attended meals, nor responded to his messages. She simply remained in her rooms, silent and guarded. He could hardly think of anything else; she apparently had other things on her mind. This ate him away. He sat in the Great Hall, pushing his food around, a...
Author's Note: This is a love story with BDSM and some reluctance/non-consent elements that takes place in an imaginary world. Please enjoy! * "This ridiculous pickiness has to stop! Preferably, before you are through with the last eligible man of noble birthright." Dagon watched the scene unfold with a knowing smile. The Regent's midnight black eyes blaz...
Nobody grows up with a dream to join the town watch. It wasn't a glorious thing, but it paid decently, and all Jess had to do was stand there and make sure nobody got up to trouble in the marketplace. Yawning, she shifted in place, casting a bored eye over the bustling square. It wasn't unpleasant at all, not really. The summer heat could get burdensome, an...
I live on my own at the moment. I'm an avid reader and recently began reading one of P G Wodehouse's stories. He's such a good writer and very funny. But the more I read about Bertie Wooster and his butler Jeeves the more I thought how nice it would be to have a Jeeves of my own. Obviously such people no longer exist (if they ever did) but I thought if I cou...
Michelle was my sweetheart in high school. Blonde hair, petite blonde, round hips and a set of breast to put any supermodel to shame. I remember just the thought that she might let me touch them was enough to keep me excited for days. We had been on a few group dates and had friends in common. We enjoyed each other's company and enjoyed the pleasures that c...
While all the other harvesters had gone to bed a long time ago, Alena had kept at reaping the wheat with her scythe and tying it into bundles with twine well into the night. The full moon bathed her in white light, so she could see her way around easily. Why was a fox, a noble animal, doing lowly farm work? Every bit of wheat she slashed would go to pay back...
Legs cross-uncross in amber light, dress slipping away, creamy thighs glowing. I burn to touch her. I burn to taste her. Black dress, white skin, gold light. I may as well be the supplicant to this Goddess. Unworthy to breath the same air, let alone to be so close. To be so alone. She whispers in the darkness; "Touch me." Hold; a moment longer of this per...
With the kind authorization from Riviere7. This English translation is slightly different from the French version (a few discrepancies eliminated). Sorry for the delay for this story. * Brigitte let alone for a moment her niece Virginia who had fainted during a momentous fist fucking. She had pulled off her hand from her submissive's arse and had replaced...
Earth Gatineau Park Dungeon, Quebec August 15, 2019 07:44 EDT Shortly after we finished off the floor boss, there was a rumbling sound and a small section of the stone floor gave way, revealing a staircase leading down, presumably to the seventh floor. First up, though, was gathering all the stuff left behind by the skeletons we killed. While everyone e...