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This story follows the three Amrath siblings, the children of Sir Richard Amrath and his wife, Dame Elizabeth. They are at war with a rival family, the Ezrathi clan, who have recently launched a daring attack on Castle Amrath itself. You will guide one of the siblings through the events of the siege. How the siege plays out depends on your choices, so think carefully before choosing. I suggest not using the back button; fail states are extremely rare, and it will be more satisfying to live with the consequences of your choices.
First, you'll have to choose which of the Amrath children to follow. Their storylines will intersect at points, and they will hit most of the same key situations, but each has an area of expertise that determines what choices are available to them in those situations.
Note that I am not yet sure just how erotic this story will be. I don't plan to throw in sex for sex's sake, and it will almost certainly be possible to complete the game without encountering any sexual scenes. Additionally, despite the categorization, some of the sexual scenes that are included will involve rape and incest, so consider yourself trigger-warned.
Mark Amrath: 25 years old. The eldest male child and thus the heir to the throne. He has no talent at arms, much to Sir Richard Amrath's chagrin, and he's not the smoothest nor brightest fellow around, but years of sneaking out of the castle and slumming it up at the local alehouses have lent him an unparalleled knowledge of the secret ins and outs of Amrath Castle. He is talented at the art of disguise, and he's lighter on his feet than the average cat. All of these skills will prove invaluable soon.
Sara Amrath: 26 years old. The oldest sibling, Sara's gender was a great disappointment to her father. He had wanted a male heir right off the bat, but once Mark came along and showed no interest in manly things like beating people with metal sticks, he decided to make do with what he was given and took to training Sara as a knight. She's tough and can trounce most in a fight, but her father's zeal left her little time for her studies. Luckily, her castle is currently filled to the brim with enemies that need a good trouncing.
Margaret Amrath: 18 years old. Though her parents will never admit it, Margaret was not a particularly well-loved daughter. After a particularly disgraceful display on Mark's part, Richard and Elizabeth decided to try one last time for a worthy heir. One can imagine their disappointment when they were presented with another girl. They have always made it clear to her that she is unwanted. As such, she's been going through a bit of a rebellious phase lately, spending much of her time in the taverns as well. Lacking Mark's know-how, she's had to rely on her "natural assets" to get herself out of trouble with the guards. She's been cultivating this talent, and her area of expertise lies in smooth talking and seduction.
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Sorry if the title is misleading, but young sex and i****tuous sex are the turn-ons for girls like myself and horny guys wanting a dirty female for fun. Of course as a girl on the legal limit, getting a man inside you is just a nod or a wink away. Drinking from a beer bottle and noticing a guy eyeing you, is fun when you give the bottle an extra push into your mouth and withdraw it with a lip sucking extraction, slow and deliberate, to get the message across that this could be your cock and...
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FlamingFury7 Dionicic xXCodeKillaXx Sven_Mc Het is een warme zomer dag. Een meisje loopt over straat. Ze is helemaal rood van de hitte. ze ziet een man met een lange jas. Ze loopt naar hem toe. De man trekt zijn jas open en hij vraagt: Mag ik mijn sneeuwblazer in jou sneeuwnetje stoppen? meisje"in mijn sneeuwnetje?" "Wil je?" vraagt de man "Ja hoor, dan heb ik het tenminste niet meer zo warm" De man en het meisje lopen naar een oud schuurtje. Ze gaan naar binnen....
Golden sun covered the turquoise sea, white waves brushing the sand heading out from the line where she knelt, scooping great pits there just below where the fluffy white stuff I was sat upon merged with the firm apron of beige. Oblivious to those around her, she worked at her play, building with her chosen medium. I watched her from the lazy comfort of our sheet, spread upon the heated sand. My face pillowed on crossed arms, just slivers of my sunglasses were visible peeking up to gaze down...
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SupernaturalJames Lacy's StoriesCastleton Chapter One, The Ritual by James LacyCastleton Chapter One, The RitualThis story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Email: [email protected]. Please provide feedback if you choose. All comments appreciated.Wearing the traditional terrycloth robe, Jon overheard a snicker as the Helper cleaned up the bathroom after his shower. Today was a special day at...
Acknowledgement: This story has been developed and written over a period of several years. I would like to thank 'Leviticus' for his encouragement to finish writing this, for his help in making the characters seem a little more real, for his insight into the situations in which the characters find themselves and making their reactions plausible. My apologies to Leviticus if I have assumed the wrong gender... :) This is a work of adult fiction. The situations the characters find themselves...
It had been a really rough day. The crying children and screaming parents hadn't been the worst of it. You get that at little league games and parent/teacher conferences all the time. What had made this particular day so rough was the deafening silence. It was accompanied by the kind of catatonic listlessness that could suck the love right out of you as you helplessly watched a young girl teeter on the brink between a life-long series of nightmares and fears or of taking the beginning steps...
If I thought the night before had been rough, the next couple of days made what happened then almost seem like a vacation. Almost. Sally was so preoccupied with Janey she could think of nothing else. Janey, for her part, apparently couldn't think at all. She wouldn't react, wouldn't talk, and wouldn't move. She just lay there. Sally was able to clean her gently every day, although only behind a locked door, and gently force a few bites of food down her, but other than that, nothing. I...
I was still awake when Sally gently lifted the covers and slid her naked body underneath. It was our first 'normal' night in over a week, with both of us in bed at the same time. Janey was sleeping comfortably now, and with her maternal link, Sally would be awake at the first sign of trouble. I had observed this 'link' in action on numerous occasions and, while it seemed to be abnormally strong, I didn't think of it as odd or unusual. At first, Sally stayed completely on the far side of...
The smell of fresh coffee and bacon filtered into the room late the next morning. I surveyed the room. I was still at Sally's, so it hadn't all been a bad dream. Damn! I raised the sheets and checked my equipment. I breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't pulled a Bobbit. In fact, it looked and felt as if my erection had never gone down from the night before. The few personal items I kept at her place were still hanging in the closet and sitting unbroken on the dressing table. So far, so...
" ... But I get to make one condition to be specified only after you agree. Take it or leave it," I said in a last ditch effort to keep my position of superiority, even if it was imaginary. I was praying she would leave it. There was no fucking way I could last that long in that moist steaming cauldron of her sexy mouth, so hot and moist, tight ... Stop it, you idiot! You'll lose before you start! "OK. When do you want to lose?" she asked simply Oh, shit I'm a goner. Maybe if I go...
"Now!" It was a quiet command to her, as well as a warning to her that I was going to flood her mouth. We came together. I had so much stored jism pumping into her oral cavity, it flowed out her nose. It dripped to the floor beneath my chair. I sat back in the chair, and placed the broken armrests on the table. I would fix them later. Right now, I was totally drained, exhausted, exhilarated. I had won! I didn't even want to think about what would have happened if I had lost. I had won!...
I had won the bet. She would be my bride at last. 'When' was another question altogether, but the 'if' part was now gone. More to the immediate point of settling up the bet, my Sally had a bare pussy by noon. With all the frivolity and ribald comments during the procedure, I think we were both surprised there were no nicks or cuts. By 2:00 in the afternoon, I would estimate I had consumed at least a gallon of her cum. There is something about a smooth, hairless cunt that just tastes...
On the following Monday I drove Janey to school. Normal attendance at the school had been suspended for almost a week after the attack because of the hoopla and the police and FBI investigation, so she hadn't missed that many classes. Janey had wanted to ride the bus as usual, but Sally was insistent and won this one. It was on my way to my office, and I had several other errands to do that couldn't wait much longer. Everyone knew Sally and Janey from the news, but no one knew me, as I had...
Strangely enough, as exciting as I found the prospect to be of introducing bondage into our relationship, Sally and I didn't start using the cellar right away. She was ready, more than ready, but she understood I was not there yet. There was a large part of the whole issue I wasn't comfortable with, not the least of which was that there was almost always some degree of pain involved. I didn't talk about it with her, either, although I spent many long hours down there by myself, thinking,...
"That nice old man you two were flashing was Judge Hawthorne, of the State Supreme Court, and his wife," I explained to my two girls as we drove away. "He was a partner in the law firm with my father before his appointment to the bench. I, uh, dated their daughter for a long time when we were in college. Our families are close, or at least they were, until today." "And you didn't even introduce me! Aren't I your fiancé? Are you ashamed of me already?" Sally asked, astonished. I...
The woman next to Amud did not offer her hand. I did not extend mine. She stood two feet behind and to the side of her husband throughout the introduction, her eyes to the floor. He said something I didn't understand, and I was rewarded with a blinding smile from the eyes of the woman as she looked up for the first time. Her eyes were all that was visible of her face, just above her 'Arabian Nights' veil. Most interesting. Amud spoke to her and she replied in a firm clear voice. I...
"We finish now with fresh one, OK? Come, stand here," said the woman from the tack shop. The woman led Janey over to a spot in the middle of the floor. She moved behind her and cupped Janey's breasts, massaging them for some time, murmuring soothingly in her ear. Janey responded to the gentle touch and the hypnotic sounds and was soon gasping for air through her nose, her mouth still gagged. The woman brought her swiftly to the edge and with an instinctive skill, never let her go over....
Amud and I watched from one side as his wife completed her preparations. Before she started, she removed the gag from Janey's mouth. She brought it to me and said something as she reverently placed it in my hands. "This is gift for you for the Fresh one. It will help her want to sing. Now, I want to show you how to begin good song." She turned and walked to the gently swaying form. She ran her hands softly over Janey's firm young body, touching every square centimeter of her skin from...
After a surprisingly short rest, both girls regained their perkiness of before, and we prepared to leave. As we left, the three women embraced each other tenderly. I looked at Amud and smiled, holding out my hand. He took my outstretched hand in both of his in a sign of friendship. "Would you and your wife consider visiting us sometime?" I asked him. "There are so many questions I have, so much I have to learn." I paused, a little embarrassed at my admissions. "Sally is so far ahead of...
My only thought as we made our way to the last shop was, 'How am I going to last 10 days to Thursday of next week and Dr. Wang?' Thank God the girls' reservoirs took a week or so to fill up. The last shop of the day was intended as a safety measure just in case either of the two prior shops had bombed. I guided the energetically bouncing cockteasers into the discreet, but very expensive, jewelry store that was just down the street from where we had left my car. The fittings here in this...
We wandered around underneath the stadium and made our way under the concrete mass through a maze of corridors until we got to the one special door I was looking for. I knocked on the Clubhouse door and the guard opened it. He greeted me with a big smile and a slap on the back. He was sort of deaf and spoke very loud. "Lar, good to see you, guy!" he said in his normal booming voice. "You don't come around much anymore. Coach said you'd be here tonight, though. Come on in, come in!" He...
"Hey, Janey!" I called out as we approached my BMW. "Huh?" "Here. Catch!" I tossed her my car keys. "Really?" she asked in total disbelief. "You'll let me drive your Beemer? Really? Oh, shit! I can't! I don't have my driver's permit with me." "Here. Catch again!" I called out. I tossed her a thin leather billfold. She opened it up and found her brand new learner's permit inside. "Never leave home without it!" I quoted. "Here, catch this one," came from Sally as she...
We got home late that night and I carried my sleeping beauty from the back seat of my car into the house. I laid her down on our bed and then turned my attentions to deal with the one big problem left. As I left the room, I remembered my pistol was still stuck in my waistband. I removed it and placed it under my blazer that was folded on the easy chair, out of sight. I would take it out to the car after I finished with Janey. I went to my office at the end of the hall and got one of the...
The next morning Janey bounced into the kitchen, full of energy and noise. She was greeted by the sullen expressions of two horny adults who knew they weren't going to be getting satisfaction for another 5 long nights. It didn't deter her or dampen her obvious energy in the slightest. She was wearing, if you could call it that, one of the wispiest, sheerest short nightgowns I had ever seen her wear, and nothing else. A blind man could have seen her she was so exposed. It didn't do...
The next morning I rousted the two sleeping beauties out of bed at 6:30; late for me, early for them. We had a lot of work to do today, and that called for an early start. Janey was in good spirits, but Sally resented the time away from my cock. She felt I owed it to her, to make up for the last 6 days. I felt differently. You don't make up for things lost due to discipline. Else, why bother? If you're just going to get it later, why bother keeping it from you now? That was one reason I...
"AND THE WINNER IS ... JANEY!" I announced, holding up her arm in the air like a prizefighter. "And as your prize, my dear, which seat would you like, front or middle." "Front!" she beamed. I looked over at Sally, who was watching the victory celebration with a sadly amused look. I caught her eye as she glanced at me, and in the instant before she lowered them back down, I thought I saw fear, or maybe hurt, in them. It was the only time I saw her look up in my presence for the...
I heard the front door close behind them and their limo pull away. I was still sitting there when Janey and Sally came in to say 'Good night.' I sat there all through the night and into the next day. Sally brought me breakfast, set the tray down, and left in silence. She picked it up later, the food untouched. She looked at me strangely, but didn't say a word. Lunch was the same way. Janey brought me dinner. She force-fed me a bite or two, but that was all I could eat. I felt their...
I woke up in bed. I smelled hot coffee and bacon. I was famished. I stumbled getting out of bed, my legs not wanting to support me. I didn't know how long I had been in the dungeon, but it was long enough that my legs were not used to supporting my weight. My arms, Hell, my whole body ached, down to and including my eyelids. Even the light coming through the curtains hurt. I felt like shit. I held on to the dresser until I was stable, then slipped on my robe. I looked briefly at my body in...
The start of the opera and symphony concert season occurred each Fall and was a big social event in our community. The first concert to be performed at this year's gala was scheduled to be a collection of pieces by one of Sally's favorite composers. I thought his work was pretty good but personally I liked a more bombastic style, like Wagner. But for romance and setting the mood, the season opener held a lot of promise. Two weeks prior to the concert I announced that the opening night...
At the intermission, I turned Janey's stimulators down, more so that she could help Sally to the Lady's Room than to give her a break. I fully intended for her to be in a constant state of arousal for the remainder of the evening. It promised to be most entertaining, if not exactly fulfilling for me. I was beginning to get a certain — some might say perverse — satisfaction from the constant arousal in the two women. They returned from the obligatory visit without incident. I indicated to...
I woke up slowly the next morning to the soft whispers between a mother and daughter. It had been a taxing night, both physically and mentally. My head still felt as if it was a sheep turned inside out, so I decided to just lie there with my eyes closed. I drifted in and out of consciousness as the two women in my life shared confidences. I didn't feel as if I was eavesdropping, as they knew I was lying right there between them. I cracked one eye and peeked out at the cruel, bright world....
It was early the next morning when we finally got out of bed for any length of time. Believe it or not, I didn't have intercourse with Janey once during that time. It just didn't seem right, with her wearing the collar. I think both of us, and Sally, too, instinctively understood that her first time with me had to be with her full choice. That doesn't mean that I didn't enjoy her company, so to speak, to the fullest. To be honest, meeting Sally's immense build up of sexual needs took...
My two slave girls were a flurry of activity the rest of the morning. Around noon or so, Janey slipped in to my office where I was working, and stood there, shyly waiting for me to say something to her. Finally, after ignoring her for several long minutes I looked up at her. "Are you supposed to be doing something?" I asked blandly. "Uh, Mom said I should do some Head Time while she makes lunch," she said, uncharacteristically shy. "And... ?" "Well, I didn't want to bother you,...
Janey was calm the next morning as she came in to practice her fellatio. She had closely followed her mother's tortured emotions the night before over their link. She had not sensed any malicious intent on my part. She also knew I had forgiven her Mom and that the incident was behind us. I was still half-asleep when her hot mouth engulfed my limp dick. Janey had simply crawled in under the covers, nude, and gone about her business. God, could it get any better? I turned to look at my...
Time marched on. The weekly visits from Amud and Bala resumed without further incident. Janey wore her collar occasionally, even skipping some weekends she was entitled to wear it. Her social life was picking back up and she was just too busy to be tied up all weekend, pun intended. Sally started getting back to normal, too. Thank God! Although I don't think Janey appreciated it. Getting back to normal meant that she now had time to focus on her daughter's life, not just her own...
During the last couple of months we had been ignoring the symphony concerts for the most part. There had been other concerts since that first one, but none by composers either of us wanted to hear. The second major concert of interest in the symphony season was at the mid-point of the series. In this concert the orchestra was going to perform some pieces by one of my favorite composers and I announced that we would be going. I gave them two weeks notice. Again, as before, the packages from...
When Janey was seated, I went back to the edge of the box. I motioned for Sally to come up behind me, to use my body as a shield from being seen by anyone below us who happened to look up. She understood and stood just off my shoulder. Gary was not hard to pick out. He, too, had two beautiful women with him. They were as dark and tan as Sally and Janey were blonde and fair. Upon closer inspection, I realized that one was much younger than the other. Another mother-daughter pair, I bet...
While I had been busy finding and setting up the sting for Gary, Sally and Janey had also been busy. I should have known better than to leave the two of them alone with my sister. Although it still isn't clear what part Marion played in all of this, I suspect it is far greater than any of the three of them have ever admitted to me, especially considering what happened as a result. To begin with, Janey had recognized the girl at the opera as a student from her school. From there it was a...
The new arrangement didn't work. It was an uneasy arrangement to begin with. Sally got stressed out in about two days, which made it worse. She became overbearing, surly, bossy. She couldn't handle being a mistress to Nicole. It wasn't in her nature to be dominant. The decision had not pleased Nicole, either, though she was in a submissive role as she had wanted. She suffered from a reluctant mistress, however, and in short order, her more aggressive personality made the situation...