When her stepmother entered through the cottage door bearing the news, Cinderella was sitting exactly where she always did. And that was in front of the blazing log fire, the ash and cinders dappling her deathly pale skin; naked as always, as clothes were a vanity wasted on one who never ventured beyond the kitchen hearth, the stack of logs and the coal scut...
CHAPTER 2: OF PATIENCE AND OF NOTHING She was taken to his chamber immediately by some other guards. She didn't dare turn around to see if he was behind her as she was marched there. When they arrived at his door, one of the guards unlocked it, took Leo by the arm, and thrust her in. Then he closed the door and locked her in. She hadn't been told she may s...
Disclaimer: All characters are over 18. Dixie could see the lights in the distance, less than a mile away, and all along the roadway were more guardhouses, but all were empty. Perhaps Hyperides and his company were the last to retreat to the feast, and they would be the last to arrive at the top of the mountain. Up ahead, she heard the sound of rushing wat...
They emerged from their bed chamber about noon time and headed to the dining room. Lunch was being prepared and they released each others hand and went around the room greeting people. As they neared their chairs, the king stepped up and pulled the queens chair back, kissed her neck and said something softly in her ear. "I do." She replied softly and looked...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. Perversia A raunchy tale of a king and queen using their power to wallow in utter sodomistic debauchery and obscene depravity. The beautiful castle that housed the King and Queen of Perversia sat upon a high bluff that overlooked a vast shimmering ocean. While it was ele...
There is no sex in this story. Sorry. Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. * I am not going to bore you with the background of how I met and wooed my wife Marcie. Let us just say that we met in high school, fell madly in love, and married as soon as I got a job. We have been married for eighteen years and have a seventeen year old da...
A hand closed around my wrist and i was very startled by it. i tried to move away from the hand and another encircled my waist pulling me roughly against him. i blinked a few times and adjusted to the darkness of the room. i was back in the dungeon. i tried to move away from the hands on my body but His grip was firm. "zara, please stop squirming." "Why am...
Today was the day! It was THE day! Alice had been waiting for this day for years. She was finally going back home. Alice Lidwell, twenty two years old, was the personal assistant of one Count Bernard Muldoon who had been chosen as an overseer of a small monarchy in a land far, far away from the holy empire from which Alice and the Count originated. The Count...
The Nibelung saga is one of the oldest written documents of the Nordic literature. Anyway, there are parts inside the original script described only scarcely, especially concerning the wedding night. This short story may suggest a description what might have happened in reality. The Nibelung saga tells us the story of the court of the Burgundian King Gunter...
The Region of Botswana, South Africa, circa 1211 A.D. The sun rose over the beautiful City of Dumazile, crown jewel of the Zulu people. Andile Bafana lay in his bed, feeling a tiredness that had nothing to do with the mercilessness of the Southern African sun that was high in the sky. The six-foot-three, ebony-skinned young man finally got up. As the son of...