CHAPTER SEVEN There was work to do first. I needed to make money before I could spend it, and I recognised that restoring the Dower House was going to take a big hit on my finances. There was no email or snail mail from Mr. Anders; that was no cause for concern as looking at it realistically it was too early for their acceptance. However I did have enough...
I received no messages from James in the two weeks after our encounter. It was good for me that he gave me some time to come to terms with my situation. I had to deal with the fact that I had gone outside my marriage for sexual gratification. I also had to deal with the fact that the gratification I sought was pretty much outside of what most consider normal...
INTRODUCTION In our day and age of easy labels and quick stereotyping, we tend to imagine the Victorian era in England as something of a conservative and reserved time. It is an old observation that every generation thinks it invented sex, but no people in history are seen as having been quite so sexless as the Victorians, and especially the refined society...
Fiona Brown slipped a finger through the slick wetness of her cunt, as her masked pet was choked back on the leash as he masturbated on his knees. She stood in regal triumph in the comfort of her room at the Palace, the East End publication presented to her by the astute women slavers, open at the picture which confirmed the extent of her dominance so graphi...
(What follows is an extract from the diary of Lady Elspeth Flashman, wife of the celebrated Victorian soldier Sir Harry Flashman, Hero of Afghanistan, the only man to stand with the Thin Red Line and charge with both the Heavy and Light Brigades at Balaclava, winner of the Victoria Cross during the Indian Mutiny. Lady Elspeth's diary consists in the main of...
Rosalie's heavy breaths caught in her throat as she ran full pelt through the graveyard. She could feel the cold grass on her bare feet, and the night air rushing past her flushed face. She looked behind her in fear, just for a moment, to see the beast closing in behind her. She couldn't make out much in the darkness, but it was a terrifying sight. A huge...
On one Tuesday the manager called me into his office and told me that I had been requested for an event the following day. Apparently three businessmen would be here then and they had a habit of hiring a coach and horse team. Dressed up in Victorian outfits they would go for a ride around the country, "For country read the hotel grounds mainly," the manager...
Author's notes: I have had to submit this piece in a hurry as I don't want the plot summary to be read. So it's incomplete. * Artist, photographer and pornographer, Archie Tennyson, frowned slightly. He nervously brushed his hand through his foppish blonde hair. Rachel Hobson, his dear, raven-haired model, stood before him, also frowning. Her dark expressi...
(A very special thanks to Shiree for making this a better read) The train trip was uneventful. During the journey she kept rehearsing what she had planned to say on meeting Eva. It was important to win her trust. Nikki looked out of the window, watching the green fields flash by. She felt nervous. Had she taken the right decision? She was risking a lo...
Hey, you! Yes you, dear reader. Are you looking for something really HOT? You looking for a little STEAMY ACTION? Well, then, you better stop right now. Go look in 'Extreme' or 'Erotic Couplings'. 'Cause this here's a FAIRY TALE, for us ROMANTIC TYPES who want something more out of life than SEX, SEX, SEX… Okay, that's got rid of the Jack-Off crowd. Thos...