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Earl Reyes was grim-faced when he met us at the dock. Nearly the same day that I had sailed for Westland from Agadir, word arrived in Rouen that one of our ships had been attacked and sunk while docked in Khambhat when troops of the Delhi Sultanate stormed aboard. The crew had fought valiantly and when they realized they had no hope of winning, set up an escape, and sabotaged the ship. A few men lowered several of the shore boats while others put double charges of powder into the ship’s twelve cannons. As the men scrambled out of the cannon ports on the seaside of the ship, and jumped into the water below, the captain ignited several fuses leading into the powder room.

He barely managed to escape, taking an arrow in the shoulder as he swam awkwardly towards the closest boat. Only thirty of the one hundred men on board survived the attack, several of whom were wounded. The three hundred Delhi troops who boarded the ship hoping to capture our cannons didn’t survive. It exploded moments after his men pulled the wounded captain into the boat. A second of our ships arrived just in time to witness the last of the fracas. They helped the survivors aboard while training their own cannons on the town and the troops that hadn’t boarded the ship. The other ships in the port had their sails set ablaze to prevent them from following.

That ship had made for Timseh at top speed. Once there, Timseh had dispatched smaller ships to each of our ports warning everyone to stay away from Delhi Sultanate territory and issuing a call to arms. When word reached Rouen, Margaret took command, leaving several other very unhappy co-wives in Rouen as she sailed for Timseh. Troops and ships from each of our territories poured into Timseh. A week after her arrival there, Margaret sailed with 20,000 mounted archers, 20,000 light cavalry, and dozens of pyrotechnic wagons. She eschewed the bulkier cannons hoping speed would make up for not having them. During the trip over, even the hand-held pyrotechnic tubes were packed so that packhorses could carry them, rather than use the slower wagons. Another 20,000 Mongol troops had joined them off the coast of Mumbai.

After receiving permission from the city’s leader, they debarked in Mumbai. The Kakatiya had heard about the attack on our ship and were happy to have help fighting Sultan Khilji and his troops. They had barely managed to defeat his army a few years ago and Khilji was reportedly readying a larger army for another attack. Khilji had attacked our ship in hopes of capturing our cannons to give them a further advantage. The town watched in amazement as our troops debarked with a woman leading them into battle--even though their last ruler, Queen Rudramadevi, had done the same thing. It was still a rare event there--as well as here.

The local commander sent 2,000 of his men with our troops to act as guides and to reassure everyone along the way. Those poor Kakatiya soldiers were exhausted after the grueling four-day ride to Khambhat, the port where the attack on our ship had occurred. While our fleet stood offshore from Khambhat to prevent ships from arriving or leaving, the Demons and Mongols made the trip in two days and began terrorizing the city.

Surrounding the city, the Mongols intercepted several messengers and several wealthy families fleeing for Delhi once the Demons began their ritual assault. They annihilated any Deccan troops trying to attack the Demon position that was launching the shells into the city. The main body of our troops arrived just in time to ride, unopposed, into the surrendered city. The Kakatiya troops were stunned when the 15,000 remaining Deccan troops surrendered without a fight. A thousand of our troops remained to restore order in the city and to loot the city while the rest left the next day for their next target.

Word of our attack on Khambhat still hadn’t reached Delhi three weeks later when the Mongols and Demons surrounded it. Delhi held out for two days before the citizens and troops learned who they were facing and turned on Sultan Khilji. They delivered his body under a flag of truce and the city surrendered. Margaret dispatched surrendered Deccan troops to every corner of the Sultanate with word that they were now part of what has become known as the Rouen Empire. She dispatched Mongol messengers to Chaghati Khan in Yining to keep him abreast of developments. Messengers had already been dispatched to him when word of the attack on our ship first arrived in order to let him know that our troops would be attacking Delhi.

My arrival in Khambhat proved unnecessary. Delhi had fallen a week before my arrival in New Aragon. Margaret spent the ensuing five weeks consolidating her hold on the former Deccan territory and rounding up all relatives and close advisors of Sultan Khilji to prevent any future claims to the throne. They sent word to Rouen, but it obviously arrived in Kolzum at the southern end of the Cairo Canal after we had already sailed from there.

The military column we met two days later was the strangest one I’d ever seen. After a business-like advanced guard of Demons, the rest of the returning troops led the spare horses they had arrived with, as well as one or two additional horses, each usually carrying a very attractive young woman. I had previously heard reports that women occasionally rode into battle with the Mongols but this was the first time I had actually seen them. I was even more surprised to find one wearing a Demon uniform in a group of the five hundred newest Mongol Demons. Even the female Mongol troops had one or two young women trailing behind them. I learned later, those women who were married brought the women for their husbands. Those who were single figured the women would help her attract a better mate. Margaret awarded each of the Demons and each of the Mongol troops who did most of the fighting with two horses and two women. Regular troops each earned one horse and one woman in addition to the normal share of the loot and captured weapons they would receive.

The troops waved and saluted as we passed. About a mile from the front of the massive column, I finally saw Margaret riding towards us--an obviously pregnant Margaret. She grinned at me. Her grin was half nervousness and half defiance like she does so well. The grin became a happy one when she saw me smiling back. Behind her were nearly a hundred prisoners; each man was tied in the saddle of their horse and led by a guard. Most of the women were in wagons although quite a few were on horseback right behind Margaret and didn’t appear to be guarded.

I smiled more when I saw Nibbles, Margaret’s favorite among Sniffy’s offspring or great-offspring. She got her name from the lady-like way she ate compared to the other dogs. The houndsmen wanted to give her a name like Lady but were concerned that any such name might mistakenly be taken as a slight against one of their Duchesses. Margaret was the one to name her Nibbles, and I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised to see her here as Margaret’s warning dog. I’d already seen at least two dozen others since every one of our military garrisons and every company of Demons had at least one and usually two.

“And how is my pregnant wife feeling today?” I asked as I moved alongside her, our horses just far enough apart to keep from smashing our legs.

“Your pregnant wife missed you,” she answered, her sultry look silently adding, “and is very horny.” Grinning she glanced behind her at her retinue. Having seen the look enough times before, I knew that some or all of her retinue of beautiful young women were destined for our bedroom. I found out which ones when we set up camp for the night.

Throughout the day, wagons went to every village, town, and farm we passed buying any available food to help feed the troops. An organized and obviously oft-practiced effort commenced as soon as we stopped for the day. Each group formed their own cluster, some of the new women starting to cook while others set up tents or helped care for the horses.

In our cluster, the guarded women began cooking while the unguarded ones began carrying water. Water from the well was for drinking. Water from the river was for our baths after supper. Margaret had one of the wagons carrying a large copper tub confiscated in Delhi for her to use for occasional baths on the way home. Men removed it from the wagon. Once it was filled with water, they started a small fire beneath it to heat the water. When the water was ready, they doused the fire and threw buckets of cold water against the outside of the tub to cool the metal. A heavy block of wood sat in one corner of the tub and a set of wood steps leaned against the outside of the tub. A pavilion with high sides had been erected around us giving us plenty of room and privacy while we bathed.

Margaret directed two of the girls to help me disrobe and they immediately got huge grins on their faces. When my cock sprang free, the grins of my two helpers got even bigger. They eagerly bathed me after quickly removing their own clothing. Two more girls helped Margaret bathe in the other end of the gigantic tub. They dried us off when we finished, giving us thick robes to wear. More girls hurriedly entered the tub for a quick bath of their own. Our huge tent adjoined the bathing pavilion; a second entrance in each joined the two tents together so we could enter our tent directly from the bath. The comfort and opulence of the tent surprised me, used to little more than a bedroll in my own command tent when I traveled with the men; but then, I’d never been pregnant while I traveled.

Margaret allowed no foreplay before insisting on having me inside her. Two of the girls nuzzled her neck and breasts while I pressed into Margaret’s gravid sex. She held a small cushion over her face while I pounded into her and she used her heels behind my legs to set the frantic pace. Having been without a woman since leaving New Aragon I didn’t last long. Margaret had two orgasms of her own, and when I rolled beside her, one of the girls immediately took my place and began licking her clean while another did the honors for me.

The girl cleaning me squealed in surprise when I grabbed her hips and positioned her so I could return the favor. Within moments her objective was forgotten as she had her first orgasm, then continued to cycle through them frequently. When she gasped something I didn’t understand Margaret touched my arm. “She can’t take anymore,” she whispered.

Much later, knowing that I was finally done for the night I looked over the five women I had pleasured, noting with satisfaction the sated smiles on their lips. Margaret smiled even brighter knowing I was here now and she could again relax and be the pregnant Duchess, instead of the commander of a victorious army.

She admitted the next morning that many times as a child that she had practiced with the weapons her father repaired, she would daydream that she was leading a mighty army to victory, and the reality of it wasn’t even remotely like her daydreams had been. She admitted that, shortly after we had started courting, she had occasionally daydreamed about fighting by my side as we led the army together.

When I looked at the six women still waiting their turn I saw a variety of emotions from excitement, lust, and pride, to nervousness. The youngest, Madhu, was nervous and very unsure of herself. I watched Lila, the first girl I was with after Margaret, talking quietly with her, trying to reassure her. When I caught her eye, I motioned Lila over and asked her to bring Madhu to me after reassuring her that I just wanted to talk quietly. Lila laughed quietly when I reminded her that her own sister Kiri had made sure I was finished for the night.

“She had lots of help,” she chuckled before going to get Madhu. At first Madhu was almost afraid until Lila reassured her. Looking at Madhu I fondly remembered the aftermath of the boar hunt with the Earl that had precipitated everything. Margaret and I were only thirteen at the time, probably near the same age as Madhu, and now she was a concubine to a wealthy ruler, away from home, and probably a virgin to boot.

Madhu was trembling when she took my hand and Lila started translating the words I used to comfort her. I promised that she would be treated like a wife when we got to Rouen. I explained that I treated my consorts just like my wives, and many held important positions in my government. I reminded her that Margaret had personally raised and led the army here in my absence. I spoke about life in Rouen and told her that thousands of people there spoke Hindi. Finally, I promised that she did not have to have sex with me until she felt she was ready.

She actually giggled when Lila told her the concubines had a contest to see which of them got to be with me first. Madhu was impressed that I had sex with five women, and more so that they were obviously very happy afterwards. She gasped and blushed at Lila’s whispered retort, then settled her naked, young body against me to sleep. Margaret used one shoulder for a pillow and Madhu got the other. Margaret showed her how to lay one leg atop me for the most comfortable position to sleep. The dampness on my leg where Madhu’s sex pressed against it let me know she wasn’t too terribly upset about the prospect of losing her virginity soon.

“Good morning,” I whispered when I opened my eyes well before dawn to find Madhu watching me sleep. She giggled softly when I kissed her nose so I did it again. Then I kissed her lips, which elicited a contented sigh when our lips finally separated.

“Good ... morning ... me ... Lurd,” she greeted me, struggling to remember each word.

“Lord,” I corrected, then kissed her again to reward her effort. Lila was awake, too, smiling at our interplay.

“Please tell the girls to call me Mike except in a formal setting,” I told Lila. “The rest of this trip, it should be fine to call me Mike instead of using one of my titles. Each of you should start thinking and acting like nobility. That doesn’t mean you can’t have fun, but keep in mind that there are frequently other nobles and rulers around,” I explained, then kissed her before getting up to relieve the pressure on my bladder and to get ready for the day. After giving Margaret and I yesterday to ourselves I was sure I’d hear from each of the commanders at some point today.

Madhu stayed nearby all day much to everyone’s amusement. Margaret sighed and snuggled against me when I reminded her we had barely started courting when we were Madhu’s age. Margaret took advantage of my presence and ensconced herself inside one of the well-cushioned carriages to travel after admitting that the horse had been uncomfortable for a month now. I teased her that we would need maternity chain mail for my wives now, and was smacked playfully in the arm for it.

Two days later, we were back in Khambhat, ensconced in the spacious home of the former governor. Madhu finally got up the courage that night to come to me--twice. Even though she was sore in the morning, she had the easily recognizable dreamy look on her face at breakfast and looked ready to drag me back to the bedroom again when I groped her delectable, nubile body while kissing her.

It took more than a week in Khambhat to distribute everyone’s share of the loot. I made a point to include a share for each of the widows of the seventy sailors who died. I assigned the widows two girls and two horses in addition to their share of the spoils.

Two days before we had planned to leave, scouts reported that 10,000 Kakatiya troops had stopped at the border and were requesting permission for the Kakatiya King to travel here with his palace guard. I sent an escort of five hundred Demons with word that he was welcome and could bring any size escort he felt comfortable with.

It took four days for the messengers to return and the Kakatiya King to arrive. When they got here, I was impressed with his “guard” mounted on a hundred elephants. Several women accompanied him, riding in elegant baskets atop the monstrous elephants. My new consorts got their first taste of Royal life and were dressed elegantly to meet with Kakatiya King Prataparudradeva II. I was stunned at the beauty of the saris my consorts wore, elegant silk in several different colors, all embroidered with gold. Each woman wore bracelets of ivory, jade, and silver while Margaret also had a bracelet of gold.

The gold borders on Margaret’s sari were much wider than the borders on the other women’s saris. I found out later that the ladies spent the four days trying to find women with saris the right size for each of them since it would take a month or more to make one. The women who sold them the saris were well paid, although many of the saris were confiscated from the former governor. I could tell from Margaret’s comments about how comfortable and elegant they were that saris would probably be the next foreign-inspired fashion craze in Rouen.

The Kakatiya King was gracious, thanking us for ridding him of a serious threat to their borders. He wanted to make sure we got off on the right foot, knowing as well as everyone that we were a powerful ally and trading partner to peaceful neighbors, and a dangerous enemy to those who provoked us. He knew Baha personally and knew of all the trading he had done, and that his former assistants still do, selling them hundreds of tons of food. I acknowledged that we were definitely interested in continuing to trade with them since we made our weapons and armor from the Wootz steel we bought from them, and the silk and spices we bought from them were in high demand all across my territories, and throughout Europe.

We agreed on the same trading agreement we offer other allies, which was the one already in effect. I did manage to convince him to sell all Wootz steel they didn’t use themselves solely to us, and then asked his opinion about whom he felt might be a good ruler for the Delhi Sultanate. He decried the fact that he had no adult nephews since I had allowed Al-Nasir’s nephews to govern Maghreb and Ifriqiya for me. “What about adult nieces?” I asked.

“You would consider allowing a woman to rule?” he asked disbelievingly.

Yet again, I was grateful for the growing army of advisors who brief me on the multitude of things I don’t know. There are dozens of them, each responsible for keeping track of the messages addressed to the Duchesses of Rouen that we get from our ship’s captains and traders. Each advisor is responsible for a single country, but is expected to keep current on neighboring countries.

Whenever possible, the person I appoint as an advisor is someone who had lived in the country, or at least one of the trade agents from the network Pease and Baha had set up. The advisor for the Deccan Sultanate had sailed with Margaret. The advisor for Kakatiya had been waiting for me in New Aragon to update me about both Kakatiya and the Deccan Sultanate. I even have advisors now for the new counties we come across in Westworld.

“I believe I was told that Rudramadevi, your grandmother and adoptive mother, is considered to be one of the best Kakatiya leaders ever,” I reminded him, using something I had learned on the voyage over here.

“But she went through a ceremony to be declared a son,” he insisted.

I shrugged. “I’m sure that she looked the same after the ceremony,” I answered. “In answer to your question, I would have no problem appointing a qualified woman to govern. After all, my wife Margaret gathered and led these troops quite capably in my absence despite the fact she will probably give birth shortly after we get back to Rouen,” I reminded him. “And my wives, consorts, and slaves practically rule the Rouen Empire, even when I’m there.”

“And you are not concerned where her loyalties may lie?” he asked.

I laughed, remembering this same conversation with Al-Nasir. “I would hope that her loyalties would lie with the people here. I expect her to do everything possible to make everyday life for her subjects safer and easier. I will spend vast amounts of money to make the necessary improvements in farming, trade, and keeping the people safe. By doing so, the country will prosper and grow, repaying me because there will be more goods made and sold and more trade. I will collect more in taxes even though the tax rate stays the same. It has happened in every country I have taken over so far. I spend more on building projects each year than the year before, and still make more each year through taxes than the previous year even though we have the lowest tax rate that I know of.

“As far as me worrying about other loyalties, part of the reason I would choose a relative is to assure you that I have no designs on your lands. I don’t think anyone would be foolish enough to think about claiming my lands for themselves. After all, it only took my wife a few weeks to take control of the entire Sultanate. Imagine the difficulty of convincing the troops who just had to face us to rebel against us. Once the people here have a couple of years to find out what life is like in the Rouen Empire, most would be loath to rebel because they will see how much better things are for their families,” I explained.

Knowing I would consider a woman, he suggested his granddaughter, who was upset that she wouldn’t be considered as an heir to his throne because she wasn’t male. He felt she was actually the best qualified of his children and grandchildren to rule, but would face opposition from too many nobles because she was a woman. Famida was surprised when her grandfather called for her. She bubbled with enthusiasm when she found out I was considering her to rule the former Deccan territory, a territory at least half again as big as the Kakatiya territory. I noticed that she, too, was wearing a colorful yellow sari. I spent half the afternoon outlining what I expected to occur in the first and each subsequent year until they were up to speed with the rest of the empire.

“Do you know how much that is going to cost?” she gasped. I reminded her I’d done this several times before and that our trade and taxes brought us thousands of pounds of gold each year, most of which we reinvested to bring our lands up to their full potential. Even “barren” North Africa now produced huge amounts of profit from their ever-increasing crops, herds, and mines. The dams we had built and continued to build gave them enough water to farm most of the year instead of producing a single crop right after the rains. The former barren and arid desert sands in the Tumilat Canal Province of Egypt exported grain, cotton, dried fruit, citrus, sugar, marble, and limestone.

“Everywhere we go, we invest in the land and the people to make their life better,” I explained.

“I would like to do it,” she said hopefully, her comment directed to both her grandfather and me.

“I approve,” I said.

“And I,” replied her grandfather. I made the announcement to everyone gathered outside, and made arrangements for her to return to Delhi with the remaining looted jewels and precious metals to begin paying for the improvements. Margaret insisted on keeping the wagons loaded with silk and silk thread. I decided to take the two wagons filled with ivory with us knowing that the ivory would bring a much higher price in Europe, and promised to send the proceeds back in gold and silver. Our minor silk industry in Granada and several other places where the mulberry trees thrived would now have serious help from the former Deccan territory. While China still produced more silk, India produced more than half as much as China.

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I’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...

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Absinthe Dreams

‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...

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Motherless Arab

Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

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Motherless Facials

Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

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Motherless Fetish

Motherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...

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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...

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Thelma and Me Summer of 65 part 2

After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 4

Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 3

kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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Thelma and me Summer of 65 part 1

Thelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 2

Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...

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Ethel

Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...

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Ethel 1921

Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...

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Katherines Style

Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Absinthe Seduction

from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...

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EstherChapter 3

When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...

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EstherChapter 2

“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...

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Esther III

Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...

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Katherines Style Part Two

The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...

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Esther IV

Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...

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Katherines Style Part 3

The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...

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Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...

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Esther stone

Esther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...

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Esther Stone part 2

When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...

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Esther II

Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...

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Athena Goddess of Wisdom

Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...

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Athena Ch02

“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...

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Athena

He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...

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Mathew and Beth part 3 Trip down southquot

It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...

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Athena 1

Athena - 1 "Look at that stream! We should stop and go swimming!" Athena exclaimed as we barreled over a small bridge in the work van. I stop the van and put it in reverse and stop again, this time on top of the small bridge. I peer out of the window and gaze upon the stream. The water was crystal clear and as still as glass. I could see an almost perfect reflection of the trees on it's surface. "but we don't have bathing suits..." I responded. My response was flirty in...

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Hypothermia can I survive 3 cold women

Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...

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Athena Ch 01

There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...

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Clothesline Leather in Lawnville

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Athena Corp Chronicles Chapter 3 Downsizing

“I don't like it” Ian muttered before taking a sip of his jet black coffee. “Don't like what?” Marco asked in between bites of his reheated chicken parmesan. The two sat in one of Athena Corp's many cafeterias. They were chatting over lunch, as they did most days. The talk of fellow co-workers buzzed around them. It was a cacophony of commiseration over the many drastic changes to the corporate hierarchy in recent weeks. “What do you think I'm talking about?!? The shakeup! The layoffs....

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Clothespin Girl Superhero

Once a upon a time, a long long time ago yesterday in fact. Today I began my plan to catch the elusive one. The one who rescues clothespins from clotheslines. The plan was a simple one to string up 7 clotheslines facing the wind knowing that if she was near that she might hear the cries of the clothespins. Now that the 7 lines were up I just had to wait and hope the wind would do it's job and carry the cries of the clothespins. This quest started years ago when I first put a clothespin on my...

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