Faithful reader, I was well and truly depleted at this point; my day had been long and arduous. I decided to spend some time with the girl in conversation. I used my sleeve to brush away her tears, and again carefully removed the pear from her mouth after warning her to keep a civil tongue in her head. "So, Fine Bitch; now you have experienced the loss of o...
Amelia opened her eyes to find a sandy blonde haired man on top of her, pumping his cock in and out of her. "Holy fuck." He gritted his teeth, "damn you feel good." Amelia looked to her left to see a burly dark haired man, jacking his enormous cock. She wondered if he would want her next. "God almighty." The man's body shuddered and jerked, and he tensed...
No sex in this episode, just lots of plot. * Romina was surprised at the pain of childbirth. She had figured between her many partners and the giant dildo—plus her initial rape by the troll—that her sex would have been stretched out enough to easily accommodate the head of a baby. It turned out she was completely wrong. "Aaargh!" she screamed. It wasn't a...
That such a young man presided as proprietor of estates would strike any seasoned individual as odd, though perhaps he was a prodigy. Lord knows enough of those were around these days. Near every young man was a genius of some sort, be it musical, due to his authorship, or his business and political saavy. In reality, Gretchen knew, most men were merely give...
My hands trembled as I opened the envelope - I read it - experiencing immense joy but also stressed out of my skin - I had been accepted to the UWO [University of Western Ontario] business school for their MBA program. So, I'll have to live in London Ontario for the next few years. Where will I stay? How can I afford it? I already had a student loan for my...
And so it went for Romina. She had nothing to do but await the various body decorations ordered by Dorgok and performed by Brandy. Their captor, their owner, their lover, would either come to their chambers every few days to mate with one, or more, of the troll-women. The chieftain never said more than a few words, but seemed to be pleased with the growth of...
Author's Note: Dreams and flashbacks will be marked with a ~ separator, rather than the normal dashes. Honey ---- Talos looked over the food stalls under the cold sun of an Isbryggan morning. He picked up another fruit he did not recognize and smelled it before returning it to the cart. He sighed, thinking how wonderful the world would be if all men we...
This is the story of Sara, a Dutch woman, who is captured by the Barbary pirates on her way to the Dutch East Indies. She is given as a present to the Bey, the ruler of Tunis. The Tunisian sun was not burning yet this early on a morning in 16th century Tunisia. The bright morning glory was making the bay look azure blue and made all the flour particles in...
Colorful tents lined the plaza. The shops and restaurants had closed, and in their place stood stands of vendors selling candied fruit and various meats on sticks. A day of cold drink, hot food, and stories punctuated by laughter. Amid the celebrations, three small figures squeezed their way through the crowded streets, hurrying toward the palace. "We're lat...
The night air was crisp and clean. The full moon shone down on the walls of the castle. Deep among its chambers noises of passion and lust filled the air. Inside two figures deep in the throes of passion lay on a lush purple bed. The whole room shook with their pure lust. The woman moaned in pleasure as her partner thrust deep in her dripping cunt. "Yes! Ye...