A/N: Thanks to Sensha for help editing and to Joey for the inspiration. * Prologue He looked sick, his head bowed over the table. When Prince Yusupov returned to the basement room, the monk had his head down. Yusopov just came from upstairs, where he had talked with the other conspirators. "Will this man not die," they said. Yusupov had long suspected tha...
My name is Rebecca Young and this is the story of my life so far. I was born 31 years ago in a small town in Nebraska. My parents owned a small dry goods store that did pretty well until a Walmart was built in a nearby town. When the business began to fail, my Dad ended up working in the Walmart for minimum wage and my Mom did clothing alterations from home....
This story deals with themes of coercion and reluctance against a background of female domination. If you think you might be offended please try a different story. Missing the Signs Chapter 1 It was Friday night and the bar was buzzing. The last deal of the day had yielded ten grand straight profit and life was sweet. The only downer was the fact tha...
Author's note: I wrote this story seven years ago and published it on a different forum. Since then I made some alterations to it which I believe has made it a bit better. Please enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Prologue Ulfr was a pure-blooded werewolf from the Forest Mountain. He was a large man, tall and muscular, black hair falling in...
This story is an entry into the 2018 Literotica Geek Pride Day Event Contest. Please vote! Look on me,Me who have touch'd and tasted, yet both live,And life more perfet have attain'd than fateMeant me, by vent'ring higher than my lot. John Milton, Paradise Lost The mollusks -- generous hosts when they weren't trying to kill you. Dave Barry, Peter and th...
This is a continuation of the World's Best Diet Plan series, particularly Brianna Delivers. It contains scenes of oral sex, anal sex, bondage & discipline, lesbian sex and plain old vanilla sexual intercourse amongst consenting adults who enjoy each others company. * "When will Brianna be released?" I asked. "I think we can let her go tomorrow," the d...
Q: Why do you write erotica? A: Because if I didn't put sex in my stories, no one would read them. --Anonymous Part One. The Master hated these trips into London, but they simply could not be avoided. The Thief, so peculiar in his demands, would not meet with anyone else. This was perhaps understandable in the beginning, when he was completely unknown,...
* Every so often, the ruling junta of Kupro Marbordo, the Copper Coast, sends the cavalry to sweep the distant, lawless Pine Mountains free of brigands. A great opportunity for Ensign Fernando Bartro to make a name for himself -- and maybe capture a slave-girl. But there are dangers ahead for the young officer. Will he make it through? This story is set jus...
"He now felt glad at having suffered sorrow and trouble, because it enabled him to enjoy so much better all the pleasure and happiness around him..." –The Ugly Duckling, Hans Christian Andersen, 1844 ******************* My warm-hearted husband has always had a habit of picking up strays. I suppose that's one of the endearing things that attracted me to Do...
After Tara had gone I checked on Tina, still sleeping off the whipping she had received the night before. I let Ella sleep until midday, then went to wake her with a cup of tea and two slices of buttered toast. She lay sprawled in the disarrayed bed, the duvet half-thrown off, the floor littered with items of clothing, sex toys, a discarded lube and Ella's b...