Half-as-much as a cow, and still cheaper than the goat I had bartered at the weekend market. Gaian slaves were cheap because of their tempestuous nature; as the elders would mutter, why skimp on cheap slaves only to pay for disharmony in your household later? Indeed, many wives considered a Gaian slave to be a slight from their husbands and demanded those wi...
Your body lies below me in the large bed. The pillows and blankets sprayed out on the mattress creating a very comfortable atmosphere. The soft sheen of light perspiration that comes after sex makes your skin glow in the lone light shining through The Doorway from the bathroom. Your lovely eyes look up into mine the gentle gleam in them all I need to know th...
He was sure this was the place she had described. He pushed through the last of the overhanging branches and peered through into the sunlight beyond. She was sat on the opposite side of a large dappled pool, fair skin covered by a light summer dress, tied at the waist, with her toes just dipping into the water. As if she'd heard him she stood abruptly and...
This was it. Mario had finally made his way over to the last world to save Peach, the girl of his dreams and the Princess over the Mushroom kingdom. He couldn't remember how many times he had saved her, he had lost count around the 20th. He had crossed paintings, worlds, galaxies and even inside Bowsers own body to save the damsel in distress, but it had all...
Something short before bed, might continue this later- You never know! Love, issy x *** Fingers moved over flesh causing the submissive's breaths to come out in little puffs. Exploring his body slowly, his Mistress listened for the signals that told her where he was sensitive. His ears, nipples and thighs seemed to be the places that made him react mos...
He entered the room, glancing around to see who was here, who wasn't. At that moment a slave passed with a tray of drinks. His hand reached out capturing a glass of white wine. He roamed the rooms, looking at all the interesting art pieces, some were those modern living art. He liked those, seeing how creative some artists could be with a living being. He ma...
Ashley Thomas and his wife his wife Laurel had a quite satisfying if at times boring sex life. They made love in a rather conventional fashion, once or twice a week. As the vicar of Emmerdale, he appeared to his parishioners as a staid, honest and straightforward man of the cloth. But every now and then he would act out a fantasy he had held since theologic...
Disclaimer: This is part of a larger adventure story. If you reached this page as part of a reader's choice from a previous page, continue below. If not, CLICK HERE to start at the beginning of the SexVenture. = = = = = Page 20 = = = = = You watch this woman on all fours in front of the mirror, ass in the air, eyes still closed recovering from her orgas...
The evening and how it was spent was nothing short but an exclusive memory to touch upon your senses throughout the days and night.. A soft bathing effervescent of light falls onto the bare skin illustrating the round curves of your body, that is laced with a red velvet bra and an alluring cotton pair of panties. It carved out your physique beneath the light...
The phone was ringing when I cut the water off. I let the machine pick it up, too lost in my own guilty mind to talk to anyone. Especially my mother. "Stephen, this is your mother. Phyllis Johnson called me. Harry's in the hospital. He had another coronary attack. The doctors say it's not good. They think he might go home this time (Mom's strange way of re...