(A few months later) Sitting in her chair and looking into her vanity mirror, the princess saw a young girl in a soft, long pink dress staring back at her with big blue eyes. The wedding was only a few weeks away. The sun was shining on this early morning, the birds were chirping wonderful songs, and the sound of the waterfall just outside the castle cascad...
This story is purely fictional entertainment. Please do not confuse it with reality as this should never happen. It is a departure from my normal stories. If you do not like bdsm or power control please do not read. Hardly any sex in the first chapter so be warned! * She could hear the sound coming up the stairs. Faint footsteps from the distance. At first...
The rest of Saturday was bright and sunny. A perfect camping weekend -- warm during the day and cool at night so you could enjoy the fire. Zack and Liz spent the day at the lake, canoeing and swimming, enjoying each other. That night they had a great dinner of steaks cooked over the fire, baked potatoes cooked right in the coals and Liz made a salad. They p...
I'm sure many of you have glanced up a time or two while driving by a downtown construction project and wondered, "What's it like to work up in that tall work crane?" Well, it's kind of like sitting in a fishing boat all day, because you're swaying all the time. It's a solitary form of work, but it's a very good job. Tower cranes are a common fixture at any...
Lady Anne Mackintosh was a real, historic figure from the Jacobite Rebellion of 1745. She was a true heroine and brave, married to the head of her clan, who was a redcoat officer in the government army, however she herself led-out her Highland clansmen as "Colonel Anne" in support of the rebel Young Pretender, Charles Edward Stuart, often known as Bonnie Pri...
Sheltering in place can be boring. After a few weeks it gets VERY boring. So Tracey McManon decides to beat the boredom with a little self-bondage in the closed state park near her house. But things don't go exactly as planned. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am includin...
"So, um, I take it you ain't been out of the Ivory Tower in a while, sugar?" Gretel blinked. He rubbed the back of his neck, biting his lip. "Is it that obvious bit?" The cart hit a bump, causing him to nearly drop his notebook. Beside him, the farmer's daughter Maye giggled as she bounced against his side. "A li'l bit." She patted him on the shoulder. "D...
The Eiffel Tower tonight glowed with the same reverence as the angled streams of morning light had done. The sunlight, with its motes drifting, fell onto the ancient stone floors of the Notre Dame Cathedral. There in that light, Leona heard the echoes of history's steps, she'd felt the love and tears of weddings and funerals and the heavyweight of two corona...
We stood on the top of the overlooking hill, our furry haunches twitching in anticipation. All it took was the pointed command of Tony Rockster's lieutenant, and we were off like the wraiths of Odin's wild hunt across that pitiful town called Oaks Haven. The frosty night air wasn't enough to chill my hot, thumping blood. The rules were simple. Capture the t...
The prologue of this tale is both short and fragmented, like the recollections of a terrible dream. A bargain made under cover of night, a peasant couple exchange their first-born daughter for their very survival. In those grim times, such a trade is not completely unheard of. But, the creature who had caught the husband thieving in her garden was no ordinar...