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It was my eighteenth birthday, and I spent it the usual
way, performing tasks about my father's inn. I gave little
thought to celebration on this day, but I hoped in my heart
for some kindly recognition, perhaps a simple acknowledgment
of all my hard work. As usual, the only acknowledgment I
received was from the horny patrons of the inn's tavern as I
attempted to keep their mugs filled with ale.

I am slight, and pale, but my features are boyishly
attractive and pleasing to the eye. My youthful appearance
seemed to provoke a lustful response in a great many of the
men who frequented the tavern. It was a curse-- one which
sometimes caused me considerable grief.

I was not opposed, in the least, to the possibility of love
shared between two men. Why, on occasion, when a handsome
weary traveler, a gentleman of breeding, would happen to spend the
night at the inn, I myself felt such desires. But to be
groped and propositioned by the likes of the filthy, drunken
sots who loitered continuously about the tavern, sickened me.

On this particular evening the patrons of the tavern
were an exceptionally rowdy lot. So much so that my father
sent me to the stables to bed down the horses earlier than
usual. In all the commotion he failed to notice that a pair
of the ruffians had followed me out of the tavern.

"Quite a lovely young thing, isn't he?" said the boldest
of the two men. He spoke about me to his friend as if I were
a slut for their taking. "Which end would you prefer? The
head of the tail?"

They roared with laughter, sousing one another with
their sloshing mugs of ale. I tried to ignore their presence
by keeping to the task at hand. But when they forced me into
an empty stall and tossed me down onto the straw bedding, I
knew the danger I was in; for I was not about to let them
rape me, and they were in no condition to take my rejection
lightly.

I had been faced with similar circumstances before, but
this time was different. In the past, I had always felt hope
for compassion, and that compassion had always materialized
to save me. This time, as I gazed deep into their cold black
eyes, I saw no hope of redeeming their cruel, savage hearts.
I sensed only desperate lust and felt only helpless despair.
The two of them were determined to have their way with me, at
any cost.

I was certainly no match for the brutes, but I fought
valiantly as their filthy hands attempted to violate the
sanctity of my flesh. Their fingers tore at my clothes as
they attempted to expose the fruits of their desires. Their
rancid breaths caused my stomach to churn with unsettling
fits of dread. They swooped down upon me like starving
vultures. Had it not been for the thundering hoofs of
approaching horses, I surely would not have survived the
ordeal.

I took advantage of the distraction to make my escape.
Then, from the sanctuary of my hiding place, I too looked on
with concern as my father greeted the soldiers.

"Inn keeper," bellowed a broad-shouldered captain,
"might you have a young son?"

"That is so," replied my father, bowing low in respect
for the captain's authority. "Might I inquire as to what
your business is with the lad?"

"I have been sent to escort him back to the castle."

Cautiously, I crept from my hiding place into the open.
My father turned and gazed upon me and from the expression
on his face, I knew it might be for the very last time. My
throat grew tight with sorrow as I looked into his weary
eyes.

"Your son has been selected to be personal servant to
Prince John," said the captain. "Provided, of course, that
you, the boy's father, have no objection."

There was something sinister in the way the captain
spoke to my father. It was almost threatening.

"Object?" My father stammered. "Why, kind sir, I am
honored that a member of my humble family may be of service
to the royal prince. Go boy, and fetch your things."

"That won't be necessary," said the captain. "All that
he requires will be provided."

Our farewells were made in haste as the soldiers awaited
my presence. My father's tone was outwardly jubilant,
congratulatory, but his expression told a tale of
apprehension and regret. It warmed my heart to know I would
be missed.

Upon my arrival at the castle, I was immediately
scrubbed from head to toe and dressed in the finest garments
I had ever seen. My head spun with the excitement of my good
fortune.

The manservant who had prepared me to greet the prince
stood back and proudly admired his accomplishments.
"Beautiful. You are absolutely beautiful," he murmured
softly, dragging a comb through my wavy blond hair one last
time. "Now you mind your manners, boy, or else you'll be
back to shoveling shit from your father's stables."


I stood paralyzed with uncertainty as Prince John
entered his stately chambers and began meticulously studying
me. His eyes never left me as he ambled about his quarters.
The prince was the most stunning man I had ever seen, and my
cock became restless with anticipation. I prayed the potent
male juices surging through his royal blood were as inflamed
as my own.

"What is your name?" he asked in a high, clear tenor.

"James, my Prince. My name is James."

"How old are you, James?"

"Eighteen today, Your majesty."

"Is that so? Your appearance creates the illusion that
you are somewhat younger," said the prince. "Even so, I must
admit I like what I see. You are most lovely."

His flattering recognition caused me to blush. "I want
to see all of you," said Prince John. "Would you object to
removing your robes?"

It was within his power to command me, but he was
considerate enough to ask.

Eager to please, I removed my garb and stood completely
naked before the prince. His eyes caressed me wantonly as he
stepped back. "Magnificent," he uttered breathlessly,
seating himself on the most splendid bed I had ever seen.

"I am honored that you are pleased."

"As well you should be," he stated firmly, struggling to
regain his princely composure. "James, do you know why I had
you brought to me?"

I stood staring blankly, searching for a reply. "Are
you dimwitted?" he asked, visibly annoyed with my momentary
loss of speech.

"Oh, no, my lord. It's just that, well, I'm really not
at all certain why you chose me."

"I chose you, sweet young James, because by chance I
happened to notice you as my coach passed your father's inn.
There was something pleasing, even arousing about you. I
felt there was something beneath all that stable filth worth
exploring."

I was indeed flattered. "I assure you, you will not be
disappointed in your choice, my lord. I swear an oath to the
all mighty God, that I will be a loyal servant."

But the prince seemed troubled. "I want more than a
servant, James. I want a companion, a friend, a lover. Are
you capable of fulfilling such demands?"

I detected a hint of loneliness in my new master's
voice. He spoke with such kindheartedness, I could have
denied him nothing.

"I will strive with all my heart to be whatever my
Prince desires.

Prince John smiled. "Come to me, James. Stand naked
before me. Let me touch your smooth, pale flesh. Let me
arouse the passion within you as you have aroused it within me."

I was plagued by awkwardness as I stood before the
prince. I was careful not to stare, but my awareness of the
protruding pouch between his strong thighs created within me
an inescapable heat of desire. His hands came to rest on my
chest, and his fingers fondly twisted my small, plum-colored
nipples. My cock rose up stiffly in gratitude at his touch.

"Help me undress, James. I long to feel your superb,
young body pressed against mine.

I had seen many drunkards naked as they urinated outside
my father's inn. Never had I found their coarse, swollen
flesh even the least bit appealing. Prince John was wholly
different. He was close to my age, and breathtakingly
handsome. His firm, sweet-smelling, well-muscled body was
nearly hairless. And while I prided myself on being more
than acceptably endowed, he was possessor of the largest cock
I'd ever seen.

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The Observer

When you think no one is looking as you pause, surreptitiously look over your shoulder and adjust your underwear, you’re wrong. Have to flatulate and hope nobody detects the foul result? Guess again. All the secret exchanges, all those covert gestures, that happen everyday in the public domain, are open to inspection. There’s a superhero capturing it for posterity. The Observer is on the scene. Most of his acquaintances would agree he was born with this power, though positions and...

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Observer

Observer By Enigma "Ohhhh!" Jeannie's moans of pleasure echoed around the room. Her breath cut off as her body first went rigid, and then shook as waves of pleasure washed over her. "I'm... come... ming...!" I gasped as I drove deeply into my wife and felt the pulses of climax shake my very being. I collapsed on top of Jeannie, and felt her wonderful C-cup breasts mash against my budding A-cups. I rolled to the side, pulling her with me, maintaining the intimate contact between...

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Nature Preserve

There is a nature preserve near where I live in Grand Prairie. It’s a large area near Mountain Creek Lake that the city allows to grow wild. No planting or mowing or any help from man. Its riff with wild life and migrating ducks use the wet land. There are also walking trails through the morass that are known as a pretty good cruising and hook up place. I was craving a nice hot load of cum so I decided to head out there and give it a try.It was easy to find. I just drove out Beltline road past...

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Trained to serve

She softly asked me if I had masturbated yet. I asked her what that was, being an innocent young teenager lacking any of that knowledge. She said, "You know, like a wet dream?" Confused, I said, "what do you mean?" She had me put the magizine aside and then she placed her hand on my crotch, moving it gently back and forth. I did not know what she was up to, but whatever it was it felt good as I blushed a bit. She said she would show me how to masturbate and put her hand inside of...

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To Worship And Serve

She slips into the room, an air of sweet submission surrounds her, but you know the truth of her. You know her defiance, her greed and her insatiable need. She watches you sitting in your chair from across the room, noting you seem like a King on his throne and perhaps to her you are … her King. Her bare feet barely whispering against the floor as she approaches, eyes downcast and her body showing all conduct of supplication and as she moves she pulls the belt of the silken robe, its whisper...

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Her Need to Serve

Sarah logged in and smiled seeing James online, they’d exchanged the occasional message but had never managed to be online at the same time and really talk. She was excited to speak to him, they’d established a few days earlier that she had a submissive side she wanted to explore and he was a Master. The messages had become suggestive and she was eager to see how a chat would go. They exchanged pleasantries and the conversation flowed easily. Quickly taking on the same flirtatious undertone...

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Protect and Serve

Chloe groaned as she saw the red and blue lights of the police car illuminate in the rearview mirror behind her. She'd been in such a rush to get home she hadn't even realized she was speeding, but just her luck, she'd been caught.She pulled her car over to the side of the road and shielded her eyes from the bright headlights of the car as it pulled up behind her and the police officer stepped out and began walking towards Chloe's side."I'm sorry, Officer," Chloe began "I didn't...""Do you have...

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Protect and Serve

Chloe groaned as she saw the red and blue lights of the police car illuminate in the rearview mirror behind her. She'd been in such a rush to get home she hadn't even realized she was speeding, but just her luck, she'd been caught.She pulled her car over to the side of the road and shielded her eyes from the bright headlights of the car as it pulled up behind her and the police officer stepped out and began walking towards Chloe's side."I'm sorry, Officer," Chloe began "I didn't...""Do you have...

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Wife Loves to Serve

You come home from work. I greet you at the door with a hug and a kiss, just what you wanted after a busy day at work. Your eyes travel up and down my body, taking in each detail from head to toe. My hair, a wonderfully cute frame for my face. Around my neck, the delicate leather collar you made for me. My sheer white blouse that hints at the detailed lingerie underneath trying it's very best to keep my ample soft fleshy curves at bay. And my tight pencil skirt, that hugs my hips and...

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Her Need to Serve

Sarah logged in and smiled seeing James online, they’d exchanged the occasional message but had never managed to be online at the same time and really talk. She was excited to speak to him, they’d established a few days earlier that she had a submissive side she wanted to explore and he was a Master. The messages had become suggestive and she was eager to see how a chat would go. They exchanged pleasantries and the conversation flowed easily. Quickly taking on the same flirtatious undertone...

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Forced to Serve

"Miss Blanshard," crackled the intercom. "Would you come to my office please." Sarah groaned inwardly. What did that old prick want now? She was getting just a little tired of his micromanagement. Here she was, a Harvard-trained MBA, one of the top financial analysts at Goldman Sachs' San Francisco office, and she was constantly having to check in with a seemingly senile old man about every little thing. She pressed a button on the antiquated intercom. "Yes, Mr. Meister. I'll be right...

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Bound to Serve

Amelia opened her mouth to provoke Kamarrah, but soft lips pressed against hers. Warmth spread through Amelia. She kissed her partner back, sliding her hands along her smooth, curvy body. The queen caught Amelia by the wrists and lifted them up and away. A dissatisfied noise reverberated in Amelia’s throat, but Kamarrah didn’t let go.Fingers danced and twisted, and something lashed Amelia’s wrists together above her head. Instead of panicking, she let out a soft moan. If Kamarrah desired to tie...

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Hospital of Bangalore Chapter 11 50 Million to Serve

After I saw the Endeavor launch, I went and scrubbed for surgery. I chose Dr Crosby as my assistant and Dr. James as my anesthesiologist. Marsha had Dr. Gertz as her assistant and Dr. Smith as her anesthesiologist. We started on our first two patients. We performed surgery on six patients today. We switched our doctors around to give them all the most experience. After the surgeries I had the doctors all meet with me for a debriefing. I was pleased for many reasons. The doctors were all very...

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Hospital of Bangalore Chapter 16 More to serve

The hospital is working smoothly. Inverness is under construction. We are getting response to the ad for more staff. The staff has setup three scholarships for any centaur foal that wants to go and get their doctorate in medicine or psychology. We might as well grow our own. Mark had me also set up two scholarships for civil engineering. Since we have no birth restrictions on Bangalore our schools need teachers. We do have one rule. If you have a youth in school you or your spouse must...

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Kitten and TeddybearChapter 7 Protect and Serve

Jason would not be so lucky. Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: "There are so many stories about that week. Everyone seems to have one, but none of them agree. Mom says she crossed some lines, and learned some humility. Justin, that's the Justin Immons, claims Mom is a genius, and that he had no chance of pulling it off without her. Uncle Jason says he learned his profession that week, but he was hurt and convalescing most of the time. Back before Miss Helen died, she would only shake her...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 10 BridgetChapter 41 Youve Been Served

December 20, 1996, Chicago, Illinois “Just let him leave, Alex,” I said, taking the envelope from the process server. “Get out of here kid,” Alex spat. “And if I ever see you in here again, I’ll call the cops!” The young man, rightfully in my mind, rolled his eyes, turned and left. He was doing a job that, at best, was terrible, and often, probably downright shitty. I opened the envelope and quickly scanned the documents, seeing what I more or less had expected to see. “What’s wrong?”...

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