Olga was cleaning up in the lab when a harrowing howl echoed along the drafty chambers of the ancient manor from the direction of the mistresses’ bedchamber.  “Oh no,” she thought, “the time has finally come.”  She rushed there. Sitting bedside and sobbing over an inert young woman of exquisite beauty was the lady doctor.  Olga approached the bed and rested a hand on her convulsing shoulder.  The pale blue eyes of the dec...

Once upon a time, long long ago, there was a beautiful girl whose name was Ashley but who acquired the name Ashsweeps, or Ash, since it was her job to sweep the ashes from the hearth every morning, gather the wood and light the new fire.  She was also the cook, did the laundry, mended clothes, fed the animals, milked the cow and much else.   Her mother died when she was quite small.  Her father, feeling lonely and unsuite...

We were at Young Life camp when the youth pastor caught us.  Mindy and I had been flirting for weeks.  We were the ones who snuck off to the woods to smoke when the others were off doing their little brainwash activities.  She was really developed.  Every chance she got she was leaning into me, brushing her tits against me.  Finally on one of our excursions, having lit our Camels, I got up the nerve and kissed her.  She k...

I My name is Anna and this is my story... It was the night before Halloween and dinner was almost ready.  I had spent the afternoon with our nine-year-old Stan carving a jack o’lantern.  He was out on the porch cleaning up the innards while I fretted in the kitchen.   I was anxious, my stepdaughter Jenny was bringing a girlfriend home to eat with us. I was always nervous around her friends, the popular crowd.  They were g...

I I had problems when I was young. I won’t go into all the horrific details because I want this to be a happy story and no one likes a whiner. I’ve always been blamed for the decisions I’ve made going all the way back into early childhood when I didn’t even realize I was making decisions. But they say children are not responsible. So at what point did I cross the line? at what point was I “supposed to know” the right and...

I want to skip ahead by a day in order to share the explanation I received regarding the abduction of Beautoix and his men before I narrate the fantastic events that occurred the night of Samhain.Therese, who was soon to become the Order of the Sacred Hearts newest member, and I met during the previous nights revelries. Out of my mind, so to speak, with enthusiasm for our Goddess I failed to see her for who she really was...

I retraced my steps in the direction of the dormitorium, wondering if I was still expected to fulfill my duties that day, much troubled in heart and soul, turning over in my mind the tenets of the strange philosophy expounded to me by Sister Gwendolyn. Even more than the tableaux of the previous night these diabolical views shocked me to the core. She couldn’t have been serious. I had no idea what time it was or how many...

The keyhole was wide. What occurred in the punishment cell, which Abbess Clarissa eccentrically called the Misericord, was the stuff of constant gossip among the lesser sisters, but what I now beheld made me gasp in awe.The room was peopled with four naked female bodies.The Abbess, her unleashed red hair falling in crimson tresses along her sensuous back, held a whip in her hand. Without her habit her ample charms were fo...

I was 23, just out of culinary school and out of the closet. I fell in love with a woman and we were together for six glorious months until I found out she was cheating on me. This heartbreak motivated my move back to Cincinnati where to my surprise things had changed quite a bit in the five years or so I’d been gone. The nightlife was great, the local music scene inspiring, new art galleries were opening all over the pla...

Soon I was to travel again through the French countryside but its splendors were to leave me unmoved. The landscape no longer interested me. The birds music no longer cheered my heart. There were no more garlands. Rather than the light-hearted joy of my previous pilgrimage, my veil shielded me from the vanities of nature and beauty. A garment of sackcloth took from me the simple pleasures of my own healthy skin. My eyes s...

I was brought up in the small village of S only a few leagues from Rouen. The people there are quiet peaceful and devout. My mother died when I was very young. I remember milking the cows with her, sweeping the sheds, gathering wild mushrooms in the forest and clinging to her skirts as she cast grain amidst frightening hordes of poultry.My father was a modest trader and farmer. He raised me with tenderness and love and im...

I know you'll never wake me with gentle kisses, folding me in your arms again..Your pillow-creased face whispering in my ear, your auburn hair falling over me..You'll never fret over me again like I was a broken bird, We'll never watch Malena Morgan together again, swooning...Stealing little caresses...Snug as only lovers can be..As I watch for the green light to blink on my phone to reassure meLike a warm hand over mine,...

I went to class that morning in a bad mood. Some students in the apartment next to mine had decided to ring in the school year with a big bash, and I had barely slept all night. At my polite request to keep the music down, several drunken frat boys had urged me to join the party. I almost considered it, but their leering gazes and sloppy attempts at flirtation made me a little sick and I withdrew.I had spoken to my mother...