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1778, England... A wagon rolled up to the wrought iron gates of an old manor. The cart driver looked up from under the hood of his cloak, trying to make out the shape of the manor in the distance, but the dark night and the constant downpour clouded his vision. All he could see was an endless wall of rain. Turning to his right the driver hailed to the guard who was walking up to the wagon. "Ahoy!" called the driver with a clear voice that would hopefully pierce the sound of the raindrops. "Evening. What business do you have here?" called the guard back as when he had reached the driver. He was visibly unhappy with the fact that he had to leave the relative comfort of his cabin to greet and investigate the wagon. "Only a shipment of some provisions for the master of these lands. Saving you from asking, I've got the usual goods from the store and additionally some new spices from Italy and tobacco from the New World." Deeming that a reasonable response and anxiously wanting to get back to his cabin, the guard didn't bother inspecting the wagon. He gave the driver a curt nod and opened the heavy-set gates for the wagon. "Easy" mumbled the cart driver as he was rolling up the hill to the manor. He was directed to the back entrance by a pair of guards, where he could unload the wagon. The entrance allowed the laden carriage to be taken under the house and under cover from the rain. Now in the dry, the driver inspected his surroundings - an old damp basement filled with numerous barrels and crates, all full of some provision or other. The ceiling was held up by a row of pillars that disappeared quickly into the shadow on all sides. The two guards who had escorted the cart down here set their lanterns down and began to assist the driver to unload the wagon. Drawing aside the linen covers however, the sight was a little too familiar to the battle-hardened redcoats. "Oi, this ain't no vat of meat..." one of them had started to say, but he found words getting stuck in his throat as a short blade was now sticking out from it. The other guard had no time to react before he also found himself pierced by a sharp blade through the throat. The cart driver had quickly leaped off the vehicle and circled around behind the guards. With a swift motion he had produced two blades from his sleeves and had stabbed both of the guards simultaneously in the neck, extinguishing their candles of life. He withdrew the blades and pushed the now lifeless bodies of the guards into a heap on the floor. Hopefully no one had heard the commotion, but the driver was certain that the heavy rain would've masked any noise. The cart was in fact filled with a load of gunpowder, enough to blow the mansion to pieces. However that stage of the plan would come into play later. For now, the cart driver decided to remove a reasonably large pack wrapped in linen from the back of the cart and lay it down on the nearby barrels. As he proceeded to unwrap it, the expression on the man's face changed from cold determination to that of excitement. A number of items were revealed: a small mass with dark brown hair and a sortiment of common clothes consisting of a simple long black dress, accompanying petticoat, a long white apron, a white bonnet, a pair of stockings and a pair of simple black shoes. The driver then began undressing himself and as more clothes left his body, the more peculiar the sight of him became. Standing completely nude, the man, or presumably a man, had a completely realistic body of female from the neck down. His, or her, stature was lithe and agile, the skin was piercingly pale as would be common for a young girl from around these parts. She had only a handful of freckles here and there and no other markings on her smooth skin. Her breasts were fairly average, nothing spectacular nor exceptional, but they did have a sort of pure beauty to them. The breasts had been bound down when wearing the male driver's clothes. The nipples stood erect, perhaps from the cold, or the excitement, or perhaps those were not real nipples at all. Her legs and hands were thin and graceful, but now, removing the old clothes, they were moving with a slightly angular strength and speed. Her body formed of all the curves that made a woman irresistible. The soft smooth skin came to a sudden halt at the neck, where an incongruous head of a man sat instead. That was about to change though. He grabbed the rubbery mass from the package and revealed it to be a full-head mask of a young woman, whose body he was no doubt wearing. He stretched the neckhole of the mask and slipped the disguise on. As the mask was filled with the man's face beneath it took shape and formed to a face of a pretty pale female. Her eyes and nose were small and friendly, both simple, yet pure in their shape. She had very thin eyebrows, but thick lashes. The curve of her jaw was smooth and round and her cheekbones were high but not sharp. The mouth of the girl was slightly open as the man underneath was still adjusting the fit, but it had fairly plump lips, ones that could easily be described as inviting. Her hair was shoulder-length and dark brown falling down in slight curls and featuring a fringe across the forehead. Peeking from between those curls were two small and cute ears. Once the mask had been properly fit and the man underneath was happy with the change, he gathered the hair and tied it to a small ponytail in order to keep it out of the way. He, rather she, brought her hands to her face and smoothed out any wrinkles that the mask had leaving behind a smooth silky skin of a lovely girl. Then, she took the garments from the linen pack and proceeded to outfit herself. She pulled over herself a simple maid's dress and tied it with a simple leathery belt. There were no undergarments, for they weren't required for this simple ruse. She pulled up simple white stockings, but didn't bother clipping them up. A white apron was tied around her and she stepped into simple flat shoes for indoor use. All of it standard uniform for this specific household. Looking at her now, she looked just like any other maid in a manor in the English countryside would. She didn't rate a second look from anyone, making her appearance perfect for the next step of the mission. She went over her appearance once more to make sure there were no obvious faults in the disguise. She then assumed a different, more feminine stance and adopted the more submissive demeanour of a simple maid. The girl also quickly inspected her pockets to make sure a certain small vial was present. She rushed up the sturdy oak stairs that led to the living quarters on the floor above. The maid knew that right about now, the master of the house would be having his supper in the dining hall. The starters would on the table right now. Or perhaps already the main dish. In any case, the disguised maid hurried along the brightly lit opulent corridor, down another corridor and through a plain door to reach the kitchen. "Christ, Anne, where have you been?" the matron screeched at her impatiently, while attempting to give orders to the other six maids currently in the steamy and stuffy kitchen. Her hair was coming loose and her face showed anger and stress. The other maids scuttering about didn't pay any attention to the newcomer as they were far too busy preparing a pot of tea, washing up the dishes and preparing the next course. "Sorry, milady I-" she began to say, knowing exactly that the real Anne was currently lying somewhere in a trench, dead. No loose ends. "I don't care! Take this, and prepare to go on my command!" the matron ordered, handing the faux-Anne a bowl of delicious cream tart. Anne took it and waited obediently at the door to the dining hall, with the silver bowl in her hands. At least that's what it seemed like to everyone else present. In truth, she slipped a small vial full of poison into the bowl destined for the master of the house. When the time came, some two minutes later, the maids rushed out to the dining hall and elegantly presented the dessert to the family. The room was lit by a row of candles along the polished mahogany walls adorned with rows of pictures of what presumably were the previous masters of the house. It was Anne's job to place the silver bowl full of delicious tart and deadly toxins in front of the master. She did so with immaculate manners, as if the girl was indeed Anne the maid, while of course under the skin there was a trained assassin. Having done their task, the maids marched back to the kitchen for the next set of orders. "Milady, may I please, I... it's my time of the month..." Anne stuttered to the matron, playing well the part of an embarrassed servant. "Oh fine, off you trot!" "Thank you," mumbled Anne while hastily leaving the kitchen. Instead of hurrying to the bathroom, she set her steps towards the back door of the mansion. Grabbing a warm winter coat from a hanger next to the back door, she wrapped herself in and proceeded to tiptoe her way away from the house, still in the heavy rain. She followed a short path from the back of the house to the line of trees where she knew her contacts were ready to receive her. "With luck, the poison will kill him," she seemingly assured herself, still using her female voice. "But I make my own luck," she declared, now with a distinct Irish accent belonging to no other than the esteemed Templar Shay Cormac. At those words, the basement floor of the manor felt the rattling shock of four massive gunpowder barrels exploding. The first two floors shattered to bits of stone and mortar. The rest of the house collapsed in a resounding crash, that left behind only the rubble of the manor and the crushed bodies of its inhabitants.

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Equalized By Peg Thebois It was hard not to let the client see the nausea inducing fear that I felt at that moment as the courier interrupted our meeting to handed me the small pink envelope. I didn't even need to open it right away, I just tucked it into my desk drawer and tried to keep my focus on the details of Mr. Robinson's proposed business loan. I told him we would need to review his proposition in order to get the loan approved and would get in touch with him soon, but in...

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Nude Beach And Me

HI, guys, Hope you all are fine. This is Shalini; Let me tell my new experience of sex world. You can read my previous sex story,” Naked Tracking with boys and Teen Patti Game.” After a long time, I had an interesting sex encounter. First, I like to tell about me, I am somewhat shy. I have a nice butt, flat belly, and round boobs. My figure always attracts everyone’s eye. I maintain it by workout and limited sex. Let’s come to my sex story. I was selected to go to Germany for the three days...

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Backstage passes pt3

As she leans back looking at me as I take the time to admire her.Placing her legs to the side of her and spread them open revealing her very nice lush pink white pussy, with a nice thin strip of hair down the center like a lil landing strip is cute. I use my hands and with the right i push back her nice rosey lips to the side and with my left hand i tickled her hood and rubbing it with my thumbs and my index finger teasing her nice pussy. Her pussy is the most prettiest pussy i have ever seen...

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Saving Harry

Harry Keller had had a fascination with trains since as long as he could remember. As a child, he had lived in a house overlooking a major junction and marshalling yard in the English Midlands, and now he was fifty-two, nostalgic for the steam giants of his youth, he took holidays aboard railway trains, travelling long journeys through six continents. He had organised his holidays around themes, ranging from studying wildlife, to visiting remote tribes and fishing communities, and sampling...

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JulesJordan Gianna Dior Jill Kassidy Jill Kassidy And Jules Jordan Have Gianna Dior All Tied Up

With Gianna Dior bound to the bed, Jill Kassidy and Jules have their way with her and make her the perfect slave. As the scene starts, Gianna is naked and bound to the bed with only a pink bondage belt and pink blindfold on her. Gianna tries to wiggle free but her efforts fall short leaving this beauty in quite the predicament. Jules uses a feather tickler to tease her body before bringing in Jill to help him take advantage of Gianna. Jill’s wearing a one piece body stocking, black high heels,...

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Unlimited Internet Leads To Unlimited Sex Chat Fun

I am Naresh Iyer from Tamil Nadu. I am a vivid reader of Indian Sex Stories. Since I come from an orthodox family, I never had a girlfriend in my life. Forget the girlfriend, I never spoke to a girl in my life until I reached the college. Till then, I was put in a boy’s school. My parents did not even let me talk to the girls living in our neighborhood. My father worked as a priest in a temple and would always make me watch devotional movies. Even when I wanted to spend my holidays, he would...

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Too Twisted Tales

This story will be an anthology of discomforting short tales. It is a place for me to flesh out my ideas that aren’t long enough for their own separate stories and are too ‘twisted’ for anywhere else. It can be a place for you to do that too if you want. That said, the rules of this site will be adhered to in terms of content restrictions. And furthermore, all characters in these stories are over 18 years of age. As much should always be understood and no attempt will be made to suggest...

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The Bowler

The Bowler By Julie Mitchell's passion was bowling. There was something exhilarating about throwing a 16-lb. ball and knocking down 10 pins that were down a long highly polished lane. It took skill and lots of practice to be one of the better bowlers. He eventually wanted to go pro. That was his dream, but in order to achieve that dream, he had to win this tournament. The tournament was to find the best amateur in the nation. It was held annually and the first part was...

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Out Of My Trance

Out of my trance By Tied2ava All I know is that I hear someone snapping their fingers in my face and saying wake up baby. I slowly feel myself waking up, hearing a lot of voices and music in the background. I feel kind of funny like I've been in a deep sleep for quite a while. The last thing I remember before now was being in Sarah's my relaxation hypnotherapist's office. As I wake I feel a large bulk between my legs, a silky feeling on my legs, satiny feeling on my chest, and...

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Nightriders BaneChapter 10

The two older French women attacked the house with a vengeance, while the two Irish women trained the French girls on how to ride a western saddle and to do other 'manly' things. The girls needed to harden up. There were no servants to do their bidding, as there had been in Paris. Plus it would be a long time, if ever, before the girls would be in polite society again. For better or worse they were on the frontier now. Jean arranged for carpenters to do the needed repairs on the house, and...

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Sex with Muslim lady

My father was cook with a rich Muslim family. I was studying in school. My mother wanted me to study; my father also wanted me to educated. But he often brings me along with him on holiday to his working place, which was a big bungalow in very push area of Mumbai. He used to cook while I was watching him and helping him. There were five persons in this bungalow. Sahib, her wife, two son and one daughter. Sahib was an aged person of 60 but his wife whom we called Begamsab was in her 25. His both...

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Housemates

The story I’m about to tell to place nearly forty years ago. At the time, I was living in a shared house with three other people. One of my housemates was a good friend, a tall Welshman called Ned with red hair. We all shared in the house running and often eat together, cooking communal meals. As close friends, sharing seemed natural though I didn’t at that time see how far that might go!My girlfriend of the time was at college outside of London and so we didn’t see each other as often as we...

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The Neighborhood MILF Lannie

While almost everyone in our neighborhood has a pretty healthy attitude about sex, and an openness about it, some people just keep to themselves and don't feel the need to join in our sexual games. Our next door neighbors Fred and Lannie are one such couple. Fred travels all over the country for his marketing business, while she is a retired professor from the University, who occasionally fills in as a substitute teacher at the local high school. They're both rather quiet, but very nice people....

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Telling Mom Im A Crossdresser

When I was younger, my dad had passed away leaving only my mom and I. She is 45 years old with long brown hair, bright green eyes and stood about 5'10" in height. She is also a fairly busty woman with a 30DD chest with about 35" hips and in pretty good shape for a woman her age. I had been crossdressing for a few years and my mother had caught me a few times wearing her clothes. The first few times she had a surprised look on her face and left. However, after a few times she seemed not to care...

Crossdressing
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Loving my Daddy Part 1

There's something about calling a man Daddy, and a lot of men know what I'm talking about. For myself, sincerely and lovingly calling a man "Daddy" (especially in bed) sends waves of affectionate love and warmth because I mean it when I say it. For him, it gives him a feeling of authoritative power because he's sort of viewed as a king in the other man's eyes, and especially in his heart. This story is a true story, about a man I feel deeply in love with and who professed his love to me too. We...

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Cool Spring Nights Part 1 A family Finds Love

This is an original work by inferis created in 2011. It is intended for mature audiences only. If you don’t like it or find it offensive stop reading it and find something else to enjoy. Also check out some of my other stories inferis------------This was originally written under the name "A family Finds Love (Part 1)". This version not only has a new title but has been revised and should read a little easier.------------ [c](Part 1: A family Finds Love)[/c]It was the sound of our garbage can...

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Awakenings Part 3

The next morning when I awoke I felt completely alive and in a fantastic mood. My bum tingled a little but there was no pain just a wonderful reminder of last night’s passions.When I joined everybody at the kitchen table for breakfast they all commented about how much better I seemed except Malcolm who just stared at his breakfast cereal. Unperturbed I sat next to him brushing my leg against his, but getting just an angry glower in return. I was initially a little confused by his mood but felt...

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08 TogetherChapter 9

Present – Zarika and Yasmeen – at the cabin I wake up at my normal time in the morning expecting to do PT, however everything is changed because everyone is gone. I wonder what is going on as I wander through the empty cabin. I arrive in the main room, the television is on and I cannot believe it! Ben, my Ben, is marrying! No it cannot be! He's marrying Jennifer and no one invited me to the wedding or even bothered to tell me about it. This makes me concerned for Yasmeen so I run to her...

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