Koenat studied the soul before him, and knew something was wrong. She gazed about in stunned awe, as if every sight was new and amazing. While that was common enough for newly arrived souls, this one had been in his realm for years, as the mortals reckoned them. As the god of balance, who stood at the fulcrum point in the pantheon, his realm within the high...
I do not condone the use of sexual violence against anyone. This story is NOT about that. What I am hoping for here is to conflate a national psyche with that of the individual to produce a psychological study of the motivations of a submissive woman. I am submissive myself, and so have drawn heavily upon my reflections about my reasons for embracing the lif...
Author's Note: Hi, again! This is the third story in my series about Lena the modern-day witch. Her tale started in "An Ill-Advised Kiss," which I posted back in 2013 and for which I received a lot of kind and helpful feedback (thank you!). Real-life then got in the way of fun and I left Lena and friends alone until 2018, when I posted "Cruel and Unusual Mag...
"And I've received a notice that I'm to be burned as a witch next Tuesday." "Umm, that's nice, babe. Is there any more coffee in the pot?" "Because, silly me, I thought that living in Salem, Virginia, would be different than living in Salem, Massachusetts, where I lived the last time I was burned at the stake. But, of course, it's not at all different—exce...
Prologue In front of the curtain. Two women dressed in ball gowns with full crinolined skirts. One is very tall and blonde. She speaks first. “Once upon a time there was a beautiful Princess who was kept locked in a walled enchanted garden by a wicked Witch…” “Oh No there wasn’t!” “Oh Yes there was!” “Oh No there wasn’t!” “OK. There wasn’t. How about a...
" " ' ' Wenn stood, looking blankly at the guards. "What?" he asked. "Sir, we must make you arrest," said the guardsman. He held a three foot rod of some strangely dark metal. "Let us not make a scene of it." Wenn and Crissa both cringed away from the almost hostile emanations of the staff. By sight other than normal light, they could see malevolence about...
Hey, folks. This is my first story on Lit, and firstly, I'd like to thank you all for reading, off the bat. There's not much in the way of sex in the first chapter, but I do like to bring up the plot. Enjoy, and please, review, comment, and enjoy! * Kara Archer sat in the passenger seat of her brother's car. She had her eyes closed, and her entire body was...
These are not "Stand alone" Chapters. I suggest reading from the beginning. Part five of five: The girls are married, Pain and solutions This story is the product of a diseased and febrile mind. As such, it is fiction. Having said that; All my stories are true, even the ones I make up. Copyright 2007 L_D_Darrow * Some of the girls became regulars and we...
Vol. 3: The Roman Orgy Three months into my term as Duke of Averic, things were finally starting to recover from the tumult of the plague. With almost one-third of the population perished, I reorganized the serfs so that the nearest, most productive fields were adequately tended. Some of the crop in fields nearest the border ended up rotting on the vine for...
MONDAY, AUGUST 22, 2005 -- 9 a.m. My name is William Maitland. I was married, mostly happily, for 18 years to a beautiful woman who I had realized long ago was out of my league. Reality finally caught up with me nearly five months ago when she bounced my ass out of our happy home to take a young stud professor to her bed. She proceeded to file for divorce...