The Princess And The Traveller
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WAYLAID TRAVELLER CHAPTER 4 Before I put in anything, I want to say that im surprised at the negativity against my captor, I don?t see her as any different than any other one my character has been taken by in other stories ive written. If the negativity continues, this will be the last chapter on this story that I?ll write. Here goes. My heart was pounding as I was driven home from the club. Sitting in the back, I traced my fingernails over my leather miniskirt and toned...
WAYLAID TRAVELLER CHAPTER 1 Travelling the United States on a shoestring is possible, believe it or not. It does limit your eating and accommodation options at times, but you'd be surprised who you meet and what you see. I was making the most of my long service leave from work by driving and flying around the US. I had driven from Miami a month ago, great city, full of style, Cubans, art deco. Orlando was Disneyland and universal studios, also good. After that, it was the open...
WAYLAID TRAVELLER CHAPTER 2 The combination of sunlight streaming over my face and a familiar vibration from inside my pussy woke me up from my slumber. It was my third day as Bianca here, and I had learned more about being and pleasing women than I ever thought possible. As I stirred against Alicia, she wrapped her arm around me and had me squirm closer to her. Collared with my wrists cuffed behind me, I couldn't do much else as I was also naked and secured to the behead by a chain...
The Planet that Sar'ha lives on is called Zorba'n - it circles two suns and has no satellite which means the nights are very short and the days are long, with the brighter sun (Clander'n) rising and setting in nine hours after which the red sun (Clander'ha) is fully visible until its sets - which casts different colours during the remaining seven hours of its day. The planet has a rotation of 27 hours and takes 421 days to rotate around the primary Sun. With the lack of a moon at night...
Chris had been working in his library; he was trying to see how to send Sar'ha's spirit back to her own body without affecting his. He noticed that his range of colours had altered; along with the White and Black books he now had Grey and Yellow books. He looked into the grey books and found the story of The Traveller, how she was supposed to find a major mage of the Art, called the stranger, and to bring him back her home planet. He noticed how it failed to say how this would be...
Chris looked at Sar'ha sleeping on the chair; he shook his head and took the grey book that had appeared earlier. It was almost an exact copy of the script of the Traveller although it did have a few additions. Chris saw the warning in the book and made his plans, using a spell he made a psychic connection between himself and Sar'ha, in so doing he found the part of her that was in love with him, it shook him deeply. He also was in love with Sar'ha but knew that they couldn't stay...
My second sexstory on the line. Thanks for the lovely feedback on the first one. Received a number of responses on my email. Search for the first story with the name “Neighbour needs someone to love her”. Feel free to drop me an email at As you would know from my profile, my job gives me the opportunity to travel the world. I stay out 70% of the time. I enjoy my high-flying role, travelling the world. That said and done it can sometimes get very lonely, especially if you are looking for...
(A re-post originally from a guy who is no longer on here but I felt was worth sharing again).Two Little Traveller Girls Watch Me CumJust a very short experience, but one I think worth conveying: I was at home one Sunday afternoon, when I heard a lot of noise outside, so going upstairs I looked out of the window and saw two young little girls messing around in the rear car park of some flats which are nearby. I had not seen them before but they were being very naughty, throwing rubbish about...
The train ran over some points waking Chris. He looked around wondering just where he was, glancing up there was a display telling him that the next station was Swindon. So he was heading into the West Country. A ticket inspector was walking through but he seemed to miss Chris completely, it was almost as if he didn't see him. 'I used a hiding spell' Sar'ha's voice said into his mind. "A what?" Chris asked as this didn't rock any memories for him and then he remembered what had...
Chris has surprised me with his actions; he doesn't depend on my knowledge of the Art but has appeared to have made his own version. It was on the train that I found out that he could manipulate the physical world without any problems, in my world we have the limitations of the body which defines our power, if he learnt that from the Black Scrolls then it would mean that anyone could be all powerful. Using the power from the train to revitalise his body and still retain enough presence of...
Chris laid back on the mattress in the cell and relaxed, what he was doing was using his library to find out what other spells he could use, he realised that his bicycle rusting spell could be invoked to keep on going and he smiled to himself, in many ways it would be an improvement on his karma as many people knew it was illegal to ride their cycles on the pavements and in pedestrianised areas but still did it regardless. He found the book that held the spell and then it pointed to another...
It's lonely just floating around in the void; I was here without my body due to an accidental spell cast by my sister Sop'ha. But now my mind and spirit was in danger of being destroyed by the void. I knew that my knowledge of the craft wouldn't help me find my way back, I would need a pole of power to propel me back to my real body, and for that I would need a compatible craft user. I pictured my library of scrolls, moving through it and reading spells that I'd forgotten about, I...
I sat down in my library, how could they do that to us? Even my own father lied to me, and I couldn't accuse him face to face. It was so annoying. I didn't look as I picked up a scroll, I opened it roughly. 'There is a reason why these were hidden, only a few can be trusted to use the black scrolls safely, find someone you can talk to without being judgemental' I looked at the colour, it was a grey scroll. Even without thinking I avoided a Black Scroll; I'd been conditioned not to...
I awoke in the glade; I wasn't sure why I was there as I had fallen asleep in Chris' library. I got up and tried to find him, but I couldn't access his library, a sign appeared to say he was sleeping and that he'd wake up later. I didn't want to use his body and so I floated into the real world, Keith was sleeping, but I could see he was smiling, I wondered how he would cope with the world outside of the life he's known. I could feel a tug, as if I was needed, but it was far away, I...
Detective Andy O'Neil shook his head - ever since he heard of this Chris Beaker person his whole world had taken a nose-dive, first there was the fiasco on the train when his two men not only allowed Beaker to escape, but also managed to create a riot on the train. He'd been able to downplay the problem, but was still hauled over the coals about it. When they did actually get Beaker behind bars what happened? Somehow he managed to contact some high rolling solicitor who turned things all...
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“A hard-bitten ego-driven loner, “ was the way her agent had described him. “You know – big, tough, been-there-done-that, travels alone because he thinks other people can’t keep up. Talks a lot on TV, but has never written a book. Now he wants you to write one – his book. The authorized biography.” The obvious question was why, with all his travelling, all his ego, he’d never put anything on paper. “He’s too arrogant, if you know what I mean. I think he’s terrified of failure,” was the way her...
“A hard-bitten ego-driven loner, “ was the way her agent had described him. “You know – big, tough, been-there-done-that, travels alone because he thinks other people can't keep up. Talks a lot on TV, but has never written a book. Now he wants you to write one – his book. The authorized biography.” The obvious question was why, with all his travelling, all his ego, he’d never put anything on paper. “He’s too arrogant, if you know what I mean. I think he’s terrified of failure,” was the way her...
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It was the first of many of my long 16 hour train trips from home to College and as it turned out the first of many sexual experiences that occurred on these travels.Mum dropped me off at the station, tears in her eyes she waved as I sat back in my private cabin, I looked out the window & waved back. It was the first time I had been away from home and the first time I had money in my pockets, thanks to mum who had also sprung for the private cabin.So what does a young horny virgin boy on a...
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We went to the bedroom and the bed was ready with pillows for the fireworks, what our ANR love would bring to us. I was no longer an ANR virgin so I was confident. Olga said, "If you want I could give you oral sex first, because my breast isn't yet full of milk and you'll be able to build up your own fluid." I told her, "I like that idea." "I gave you pineapple for lunch so your sperm will be very tasty for me. It's like what happens to my breast milk when I eat chili." My cock...
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= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age...
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BDSM= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age...
In this story, I'm not too worried about realism. My time stop mechanic is basically where the narrator can freeze/paralyze anyone and anything he wants. Everyone mostly just goes limp/unconscious. Gravity still works, bodies still react slightly. How can he do this? I didn't care, I just started writing. It makes no sense, I know. But let me know if you'd like more! ---------------------------- Chapter 1 This bitch sitting in front of me will not shut up. My wife's upset next to me in...
In this story, I'm not too worried about realism. My time stop mechanic is basically where the narrator can freeze/paralyze anyone and anything he wants. Everyone mostly just goes limp/unconscious. Gravity still works, bodies still react slightly. How can he do this? I didn't care, I just started writing. It makes no sense, I know. But let me know if you'd like more! --------------------------------- CHAPTER 2 I awake to the perfect silence again, the world still frozen around me. I had...
In this story, I'm not too worried about realism. My time stop mechanic is basically where the narrator can freeze/paralyze anyone and anything he wants. Everyone mostly just goes limp/unconscious. Gravity still works, bodies still react slightly. How can he do this? I didn't care, I just started writing. It makes no sense, I know. But let me know if you'd like more! --------------------------------- CHAPTER 3 A bit later, I still lay there admiring the mess next to me, she's sweaty...
In this story, I'm not too worried about realism. My time stop mechanic is basically where the narrator can freeze/paralyze anyone and anything he wants. Everyone mostly just goes limp/unconscious. Gravity still works, bodies still react slightly. How can he do this? I didn't care, I just started writing. It makes no sense, I know. But let me know if you'd like more! ---------------------------- CHAPTER 4 Again I wake, not knowing how long I was out, no indications of time passing in...
In this story, I'm not too worried about realism. My time stop mechanic is basically where the narrator can freeze/paralyze anyone and anything he wants. Everyone mostly just goes limp/unconscious. Gravity still works, bodies still react slightly. How can he do this? I didn't care, I just started writing. It makes no sense, I know. But let me know if you'd like more! ---------------------------- CHAPTER 5 After punishing the Bitch for what seems like hours, I'm completely worn out. In...
I created that dramatic face of red lipstick and smoky eyes in the mirror. Grabbed my bag and went. As I walked out the house, across the street and tottered up the alley the rain started to flood the passage way. It only took twenty minutes in the cab but I knew that by the end of the night this was going to be the longest time I had sat down between Molly and her partner James and not spoken a word. It was always awkward in a cab with those two. Molly would have to at any given moment...
Introduction: Part 1. Black tutu, silk stockings, 6 inch heels and the skimpiest bra I could find. I couldnt be arsed with knickers they would only get ripped off and lost forever. I didnt want to loose any of my sexy clothes they werent designer but they were mine. Silk handbag with the essentials in it. I created that dramatic face of red lipstick and smoky eyes in the mirror. Grabbed my bag and went. As I walked out the house, across the street and tottered up the alley the rain started to...
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FantasyThere’s something about the universe. It’s just so universal. If you think about it (and I don’t recommend that you do) the universe can’t help but be a strange place, because everything strange is in it. Most of the time it makes no sense, and when it does make sense that’s even stranger, because there’s no reason why it should. In all the chaotic fields of energy, why should there be something as regular and dependable as matter? And amidst all of the dead matter why should some of it be...
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