I would like to thank MidnightFalcon for his large contribution in helping me write this story. ********************** I sat in the park watching the swans cruise around the lake. I often relax here and there is nothing as calming as watching them. They are one of the few wild things that mate for life and somehow I liked that thought. Being attached in t...
"We should be marching East, not West" King Trogar said for probably the hundredth time that day. "If we move quickly we can still hunt down that treacherous fuck, Markoz, and capture his bitch princess." Trogar looked older than the last time she had seen him, but none the worse for wear after his captivity, but then it hadn't been a particularly onerous on...
This is a continuation of the story of Sexy Sally, her husband Harry, and Harry's Boss, Bob Simpson. The time is the next morning after Sally has spent a very unpleasant night in Bob Simpson's bed with Bob and another of his mistresses, Darla MacIntire. -----------------------------------The Second Morning After Sally had pulled herself together, she and...
Chapter 12: My Kitten and Her Forget-me-nots With no visible hesitation and a diligence that was quite impressive, she had taken up the housekeeping and homemaking roles of a wife. These seemed to come quite naturally to her, and she embarked on each new thing like it was an exciting new adventure. She took special delight in calling me "Captain" and, when...
Part 1 of 3: Marriage After 20 Years It was another night of bland sex. Neither of them complained. After 20 years of marriage, sex had become more of a routine than anything else. Maureen came back to bed after washing herself between the legs. She turned off the light, got underneath the covers, and laid next to her husband. "That was lovely," she said...
Another standalone story here. It was just something I felt compelled to write. I don't usually do BTB stories, but the whole premise came to me in one go and once that happens, well, you have to get it down, right? This is a standalone story, and not one that fits into the Ingrams universe. Thank you JonB1969 for editing this, even if he is a year younger...
From the Chronicles of Saint Aston Twas the Year Seven-Seventeen of our Lord when we lost the great city of Constantine in the East to the army of Maslimas Adalmalus. The treacherous Cain Terbelis broke faith with Leo the Syrian, and let the Saracens have Christendom's greatest jewel for a tawdry bribe of trinkets and baubles. The paynim foe swarmed over th...
I must admit that I was of two minds regarding Victoria's demotion to the ranks of the African slave girls. While I recognized the harsh jolt to her self-esteem the loss of her to-the-manor-born white privilege caused, I knew her life long denial that such privilege existed meant that this was a lesson she needed to learn. Her change in status was immediat...
By the time I got back to the slave pen Victoria's hands were tied behind her with a thick, coarse hemp rope. Another rope had been tied around her neck, with the loose end dangling down as a makeshift leash. "Don't worry," I said, smiling broadly. "I have a plan." Victoria's eyes brightened as for the first time in a long time she allowed herself to hope....
This is the story of a young charter boat captain introduced to the swinging lifestyle and to his own bisexuality by an older experienced couple. Nick Morgan eased the boat heading to take advantage of the northerly current in the gulf stream. This heading would take his newest charter into Bimini Island for the evening. He'd been working as a charter bo...