By Sailbad. Once upon a time, in the days before The War of Roses, there dwelt in a small hamlet of simple farm folk and sundry tradesmen just nigh of the north’s great forest, a lovely and charming maiden of eighteen summers age. Fair of skin, buxom of form, and blessed with self-bounty, this sweet maiden’s name was Rose. The youngest daughter of a miller, she lived in peace and grace, cherished by her family and neighbors as a vigorous
Read moreBy Sailbad. It was not too much to ask, a simple chore, really. Her neighbor, Prof. Masterson, a kind older woman who had always been a good friend, asked Emily to tend to her house while she was away at a botanical exposition. The professor had fallen all over Emily with praise, but there really was no reason. Emily was happy to do it, and the chores involved were quite trivial. She was asked to collect the mail and water
Read moreBy AryaStarkNaked. How Easily Cryptozoology Turns Into Cryptosexology! Zendaya had everything she ever wanted in the world. She was one of the main stars of a Marvel franchise, and she had her hit HBO series Euphoria, both of which let her buy a sprawling mansion to herself in the hills of Los Angeles. It didn’t matter that she couldn’t film much of anything at all this year. She had millions of dollars to relax on, backing her up during the
Read moreBy TemporaryBarnacle. Nailah awoke before dawn, rising from the simple mat of woven reeds that served as her bed. She removed her nightclothes, standing naked in the cool air. Retrieving the box that lay at the foot of her bed, she ran her fingers over it reverently. It was solid wood, already an extravagance in the desert, and inlaid with strips of ivory and gold. She had never owned something so fine, and while the temple certainly wasn’t lacking tribute
Read moreBy TemporaryBarnacle. Eira adjusted the satchel on her belt, double-checked that her small knife was secure in its sheath, and hooked her wicker basket in the crook of her arm. Stepping out the door of her hut, she squinted against the morning light that shone over the treetops. She set out toward the woods, leaving early so as to be back before dark. The Blue Woods, as they were called, were avoided by the people of the village, long believed
Read moreBy Alex MacDonald. Read Part 1 Here. ***** Being Owned 2… I don’t know how long I knelt on that stone slab with the dog’s knot firmly inside me. What hurt more than the actual pain was the humiliation. He just stood there watching. Finally, I felt the dog pull away, his member and sperm leaving my cunt. Our owner just pointed, and the dog jumped down. Without a word, he left the room, the dog at his side, wagging
Read moreBy Storyman89. Annabeth Lily Moore, or simply Beth to her family and friends, sat alone in the darkened moving vehicle. Her pulse was racing, and she could feel her breath coming in raggedly. She had been excitedly looking forward to this day for years, but now that it had arrived, she was terrified. The vehicle started jostling and jumping under her, and she knew that they had left the road and was now in rough country. “Not too much longer,”
Read moreBy dragongirl1000. Kara just wanted a walk in the woods near a cabin she was staying in alone. That’s all. She hadn’t even taken any supplies or hiking equipment or food for a picnic. Nothing but the clothes on her back. She went after sunset- it had been too hot during the day. It’s still cool tonight, so she’d put on a skirt and short-sleeved shirt. Kara pauses in a clearing, looking up at the stars. “Wow,” she says to
Read moreBy Luke Ashwood. “No rest for the weary,” she said quietly. Alexis sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose in a vain attempt to rub some of the tiredness out of her system. After a 16-hour shift, she was ready to go home and crawl into bed for the next 10 years. Sadly that wasn’t really an option since she had to be up and at work at 7’o’clock the next morning. After nearly 4 years with the FBI’s
Read moreBy AlleyRat. I woke up in the middle of the night sweating. Considering it was winter and I’d left the window open, I couldn’t really figure out why I was sweating. After a half-hour of tossing and turning, I couldn’t get back to sleep. I threw on some clothes and hopped out my open window, climbing down the side of the house and heading for the tree line. In the darkness of the early morning, my shirt was soon lightly
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