After they dried off and dressed, they enjoyed their picnic lunch next to the water.   “Who else has access to this area?” she asked as they lay back in the grass. “Only us,” he said, closing his eyes and feeling the warmth of the sun on his face. Without a word, they both had reached over to one another and held hands.  Their fingers interlocked, both emitting a sigh.   During the next week, the king would not allow the...

The morning found the king and queen laying in the same position.  With his hardness returning, he thrust himself and entered her with ease due to the wetness of their desire still on and in her. This encouraged him to wake her with his passion of wanting.  His desire to paint the inside of her once again with his extract of life. Sometime during the night, the queen had removed the new gift the king had placed on her nip...

Flashbulbs stung my vision amid the surging clamour of paparazzi calling her name as she strode from the premier along the red carpet towards me and the limousine. An effortless flick of russet hair above the straps of the crimson bodycon dress brushed off the reporters like tiresome mosquitoes. I swung open the rear door for her to enter. "You," she addressed me, peeling off her Saint Laurent sunglasses, piercing chestnu...

Hadad took a deep breath and started his story – my story, as it turns out. “A long time ago, right here in this very location was a metal and blacksmith stall – your stall. You were the master alchemist of your day – of any day in fact. You had the power to make the most beautiful metalwork ever created. Your only source of pride was your skills with the magic of metal and chemical bonding. So skilled were you that Emper...

TODAY In the depths of the parking garage, the trunk of someone’s beautiful old gold Cadillac was going to need buffing. I was enjoying watching my cock slide in and out of Rachel’s asshole, glistening with saliva and stretching her anal ring lewdly in and out as the car rocked and groaned in time with her moans and bucks. The Dhanush's power surged through me as I ravished the curvy bombshell in front of me.  Rachel is a...

This is it. He watched Mel enter their apartment – now his apartment – for the final time, her long wavy blonde hair hanging in her face. She tucked the rogue strand behind her ear and leaned against the doorframe of the kitchen and watched him drum his fingertips against the Formica countertop. “All packed up,” she murmured. “Just came back to give you this,” she placed a single key on the table between them. Seeing the...

Nobody has seen this bedroom but me. It's my sanctuary. Even stood naked in the doorway with the lights off, its mere smell calmed my racing pulse. Above the faint stuffiness of being sealed, earthy low notes swam across my nostrils, a rawness to them mixed with edgier tones. Lust. Desire. Unbridled masculinity. In the rectangle of light from behind me that cast my shadow into the gloom, I shivered, but not through cold....

We've been here too many times before. You try and tease me. Pushing me against the wall in a discreet corner of the office copy room. Pulling on my pencil skirt and rubbing on my red lace panties and clit just enough to leave me breathless. Holding all the power. Never letting me prove my worth. Never letting me push you to the edge and making you beg for it. Today that all changes. I want to show you what I can do and I...

The digital readout on the no-brand hotel TV advanced a minute, the room silent save for my erratic panting. My head thrashed left on the pillow and I caught sight of the wildfire in my chestnut eyes from the nearby mirror above the desk. They shone from the eyeholes of a snug Venetian lace mask that extended from inky hairline to the tip of my button nose. I wasn't sure who was staring back: me or Her. I shivered at the...

Steam was King! Steam was clean, the cheap power to the masses. From the end of the nineteenth century to the end of the twentieth century, steam drove everything. And in that time, inventions were all powered by steam.Big and small, steam was there, the driving force of all industry. And along with steam came the fashions of the time, heavy calico shirts, and dresses, corsets, and trusses for the bodies, hobnail boots, a...

The whip skims across my thighs,A cool leather using snake-like movements,Before it raises its ugly head.It cracks down causing me to hiss asmy mistress handles its wrath.‘You like it, don’t you?’My mistress asks? Her voice threateningand as sharp as cut glass.I nod and bite on the ball gagThat is forcing my silence,yet allowing me to emit groans.Guttural, animalistic, yetsubmissive instead of fierce.I have submitted my m...

Jim's room had no windows. It was a small room with naked walls, and a cold, hard floor. Jim had been awake for a while now, though he could never be certain how long it had really been. The only light emanated from the small gap under the only door, and to Jim's eyes, it was unusually bright, which made him very nearly certain that it was daytime already. He shifted his weight a little, trying to alleviate the stiffness...