The maiden's horse galloped through tall green grass withal speed and finesse en route to the Prince's castle. Aloof bareback, her dress flowed carelessly in the wind as her horse pressed the green blades withal his clod hooves. Withal the sun's rays at her back, the maiden trod heavy on her way thither. Since that merry day when she watched him from her room window frolic withal seers of the village where she doth reside...

The last few days have been pretty hectic for Alyssa. The teen has been exploring new functions for her body, she had never imagined possible. Getting taught by Clover, Damien and Martin is certainly a great way to practice for her marriage. Although she has to keep her virginity until then, she now has a larger knowledge about men and how to please them. Alyssa had been such unknowing and innocent teenage girl, but since...

She’s late. Martin had prepared everything. He had carefully considered what to say, arranged with Damien to not disturb them and made a comfortable cuddling spot in the hay. Now he just needed Alyssa to show up. He even had his special aid. As he thought about it, he felt into his pocket. It was starting to melt. She’d better come soon. He decided to store it in the hay. “Martin?” The feint whisper came from downstairs....

It’s wasn’t hard work, working in the kitchens. Alyssa’s job was mainly to carry things around the castle. Bring some food here, bring a drink there… But the breaks were still welcome. They had one big time-out at noon, right after they had washed the dishes. Alyssa hung out with Clover a lot on these breaks, the girl had become close friends in a short time. Clover had introduced here to tons of people, most of them guys...

This is the story of Alyssa, a sixteen year old girl growing up in the middle ages. Alyssa’s dad, a successful merchant, had gathered a fair amount of wealth during his years of trading. Accompanying him for as long as she could remember, Alyssa had never gotten to know many people her own age. Nevertheless the girl had no problem being raised by her Dad, they got along very well. She tried making herself useful whenever...

A trip to the Alps I look at my pocket watch, quick calculations let me know that we will be arriving in ten minutes. Great thing about German rail is it always runs on time, if we were in England we would have no idea when we would be arriving. I look at you sitting across from me, I know that you wore that dress on purpose. I had told you, when you bought it that it drives me wild. I slowly make my way down your body wi...

BaliorAvdaci, the Sanguine Regent of Lyrisa and a Prince of Relicium, slowly descended the marble staircase of his new home. ‘New’ was a term he used quite loosely to describe the decrepit castle where he would dwell henceforth. An oracle had convinced his father, King Jorin, that Lyrisa was where he might find his mate. The oracle had neglected to say how long it might take him to find her in this sprawling village or wh...

WhenAlina woke the next morning, she was surprised to find that she was well-rested. The dark stranger had not come for her in her dreams and she wondered if what she’d seen in the castle window had in fact been another fantasy. Something conjured up by her overactive imagination and weary mind. She sat up slowly from her perch near the window and stretched her muscles as she glanced around the shack. The greyish blue lig...

“Light shines from the castle!” Alina stopped brushing her long blonde hair to cast a doubtful expression at her elderly cabin mate. There hadn’t been light coming from Castle Sanguine’s dismal windows for decades. Alina had grown up in the village of Lyrisa, one of many that dotted the mountainous region known as Relicium, and she couldn’t remember a single night where anything but shadows and darkness came from the cast...