Your Decisions are important. The wrong decisions can lead to disastrous outcomes for Alicia. Alicia sits on the banks of the Merwood river. It runs through central Stormdale under a magnificent cobblestone bridge. She scrubs the bed sheets of her master, angry that the stain will not come out. This is the fourth whore he has bedded this week and the fourth...
A trip to the pictures. "We start for home tomorrow so tonight is our last night. Shall we go to the pictures?" suggested my husband. The pictures, the cinema, the flicks! That just shows how long we go back. We literally walked into nudism about three years ago. We were camping in Brittany on the coast. We'd spent a few days on the beach. The sun was shi...
Chapter 14 10th July Slut abroad I love holidays and this year was no exception. I was anticipating sun, sea and sex. Alex and Dani were taking me. I promised Mum to be on my best behaviour, lying smoothly. Although we were up at sparrow fart I did not mind. Alex had decided what I should wear. Dani and her were dressed almost identically in white crop t...
The speed with which the clouds gathered and the skies opened up took me by surprise. I was on my scooter, driving back from a work-related assignment in a village about 100 km outside of Delhi. Usually, I'd take the car for such a distance, but it refused to start in the morning. I expected to return before sunset, but the assignment had taken longer than e...
Author's note: This is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years or older. This story features anal sex, so be warned in case that's not your cup of tea. Consider this just a silly, smutty parody of a few fantasy cliches. Don't expect epic tones or anything even vaguely resembling seriousness and you won't be disappointed when you don't find them!...
No sooner had my head hit the pillow that night then I was dead asleep and in the middle of yet another erotic dream. I was shackled to a wall, my arms and legs spread. Naked, I was exposed for all the world to see and the cold stone on my ass felt good in contrast with the heat from the torches on the wall. I was nervous, but not scared. I didn't know wha...
The sun rose over the Somali nation, once the crown jewel of the Horn of Africa, bathing the dry, arid landscape in its eerie light. As was her custom, Hafiza Elmi rose with the dawn. After making her Fajr prayer, the first prayer of the day, Hafiza began to handle her duties. Even though she was not yet a mother, and her husband Rahman Elmi was traveling fa...
Susannah shivered as the wind howled outside the castle. It had gotten so violent of late, she could swear that she felt the stone of the castle itself tremor. The cold, stone walls channeled the wind, making each gust feel like a spirit passing through you. In some way, the weather reflected the changing mood of the land. In the eight years since Jeanette h...
***Author's Note: I'm putting this story in sci-fi/fantasy because of the imaginary place/time, the presence of (a few) supernatural elements, and aesthetic similarities to pseudo-medieval sword and sorcery fiction. The series will have some non-consensual sex (usually described critically, though), some stuff that would probably fall under the fetish or BDS...
*Yet another story I wrote for my lady a while back, this one is a little particular. You'll see what I mean. Do leave a comment or a favorite if you want to see more like this, and I do take requests (If I like the ideas) so feel free to contact me too. Enjoy* P1 The northern winds blow across the snow covered hills just outside of town, the sun reflect...