(A fantasy, lesbian, erotic story by PhillippaT 09/06/09) I feel I must apologise for taking so long to write all this -- (three months for just this part, apparently!). I'm afraid it's mainly because I keep on getting ahead of myself and then get sidetracked… (I've got the rough plans for a trilogy in mind, (though this first story has already been...
Victoria stood trembling before the creature that called itself General Morant. She tried desperately to make sense of what had happened, of what this beast had told her. After a long, hard week of work she had climbed into bed in her small townhouse and gone to sleep late Friday night. Sometime later, assumably only an hour or so after she'd fallen asleep,...
The pain in my head was excruciating as I woke to the sound of laughter. The sun streaming through the trees told me I had been unconscious for hours. There were tents—miserable looking things, really, and a cauldron rigged above a dying campfire. I had to be in the bandits' camp. I tried to move, but I had been lashed to a tree. Why I remained breathing wa...
To my fans and followers... My sincerest apologies for the long delay between Chapter 7 and Chapter 8. I truly thought this chapter had been lost forever. I hope you enjoy it and find it as 'real' as the rest of the series. I no longer have my mentor... and I can't tell you how much I miss His input. Rachael walked out of her room and headed down the stai...
The semi's crate was full of women; fifty beautiful, drop dead gorgeous women to be precise. They all ranged between the ages of 18 and 35. At this point in the journey, the beauties were disheveled, had torn clothes, smeared make up, and were spouting off angry comments due to the uncomfortable travelling conditions. Most people in the outside world would...
Ryk was a simple man. He played his harp in the inn, took his coin, and spent it on ale and whores. Simple man with simple needs, he told himself. He wanted nothing else. Or so it was until this night. It was one of his lucky days. Enough copper coins had been flung at him after he finished his day at The Winking Lass inn. Enough for bedding Lucy, anyw...
April 5th, 1763 first mates log We captured the "Nordic Mist" a week out of Oslo.. Captain set the crew afloat as usual but he needs another hand and this boy looks healthy.. a young Norseman strong backs those Norse.. I know them well.. my mother's family were Norsemen.. fierce in battle.. loyal in love.. Captain says I have until the next ship to tame hi...
The air around the altar seemed to pulse with energy. Though the robed man standing to the side seemed focused only on the task at hand, the stark naked girl bound to the stone table squirmed with fright. She tried to scream but could not bring enough air into her lungs to cry out. She looked wildly from side to side, saw the black tallow candles burning an...
Thank you to cndcfrazier! Candace is the best editor ever. *** "Damn you, Vargo, you're going to do that in the sight of gods and queefs?" "The spoils of war apply to everything, Florian. Or don't you know that?" Vargo leered at Florian, moving closer. Florian took a step back, fear clear in his eyes. "I didn't mean nothing by it, Vargo. You know that."...
Christine, Donna, Terri and Tom are all real people that I know. This is a complete work of fiction from the author’s erotic imagination. I hope you enjoy reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing this. The Devil Made Me Do Him Chapter One It was billed to be the biggest Halloween party in the area, and I along with a few of my girlfriends from work deci...