WILLOW HALL
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Introduction: The inner thoughts of a womans mind Erotic novels by Gail Holmes
WILLOW HALL
It will be fun, just the three of us, plus its all for free, think about it, a whole weekend! Come on Hazel, I was convinced youd be up for it Suzy leaned forward in her chair as she spoke.
The three girls had been mates well before high school, they all worked together as typists in a large office complex on the outskirts of London, Suzy had seen the advertisement in one of her girlie magazines.
Let me have a closer look? Lynn enquired taking the cutting from Suzys hand, studying it in detail.
How can you have an erotic weekend with out a male in sight? Listen to this!
Lynn held the cutting up in front of her as she read from glossy manuscript.
Females only,
Come stay at our paradise,
One weekend only,
This extravagance is a one off
Guaranteed to send you hormones wild
Free to selected females
Willow Hall
Stratford
Its a fine looking place! Theres a form below stating number in party, ages etc, etc. What have we to lose, we might not even get selected?
Have you any idea, I mean Stratford is not just up the road is it, the weekend might be free! Hazel stated, knowing exactly as to the location after scrutinising the cutting.
Dont be so stingy, we could go by car, between us the cost would be nominal, and a free weekend, its lovely up that way, near to Shakespeare country! Look at the place it looks very oldie world, it must date back to medieval times, people would more likely to pay the earth to stay there normally Suzy smiled.
No men, so what do we do, watch blue movies all weekend, play with ourselves. How can it be erotic? Hazel suggested as she looked at the cutting, studying it for moments Ill agree it does look&hellip,quaint I if nothing else, as you say what have we to lose. Hazel studied the cutting, and then looked at her two friends. Ok Im game&hellip,fill it in, lets see what happens! Hazel grinned handing it back to Suzy.
It was nearly three weeks before they had theyre reply, the girls really thought they had lost out.
Its not that much of a weekend though is it, I mean we arrive Saturday morning and leave Sunday, it only one night so to speak, just evening meal and Sunday breakfast! Hazel said with sadness in her voice.
Lynn looked in the envelope pulling out a brochure.
Hell, look at the evening meal though, it is medieval, wild boar, venison, duck. By the looks of things well be kitted out with medieval attire to boot! Sort of fancy dress, look at the place inside? Lynn smiled. I believe were really going to enjoy this! Be it only for one night
Hazel took the brochure, flipping slowly thought the pages.
Makes you think of the dark ages. Wine, Women and song! She laughed.
Ale more like&hellip,look at this picture&hellip,Ale wenches I think they were called in those days! Lynn was looking over Suzys shoulder, pointing at a specific picture of a girl carrying four pitches of ale, wading her way along a long table.
I think this weekend will be something else! laughed Lynn.
With no men! Hazel grinned. This Ive yet to see, I think wed better take reinforcements, Hazel stated. I dont want to get worked up for nothing!
Reinforcements? Suzy grinned.
My old faithful! Hazel mused.
Nudger! Suzy laughed Your famous dildo!
Suzy was the youngest of the three, each would turn an eye in the street, nudger was Hazels dildo, with a special thumb that wriggled at various speeds.
And why not! He comes everywhere with me, Id hate to think that I was away for a weekend with no sexual support! Hazel laughed.
Willow Hall was a two and half hour journey, they arrived at 4 oclock in the afternoon, but finding it took quite a time as it was way out in the sticks, not a Hotel as many might think, this was a privately owned mansion, in acres upon acres of ground, with a long tree covered drive leading to it. As Suzy drew up to the main entrance hall a young girl came down the steps to greet them.
Welcome to Willow Hall The girl smiled. If youd like to remove your luggage, then park your car, Ill get you booked in The girl pointed to the side of the building, where at least twenty cars were already parked.
I dont think well have any trouble finding youre car when we leave! Lynn grinned to Suzy after noting the quality of cars parked in the area.
There not all quest cars, some are the Directors cars! The girl informed them.
Once the car was parked the trio walked up the steps into the main building, the young girl went straight to the reception desk, taking the girls names and entering them in the quest book.
Ill show you to your rooms first, then well take a tour of the hall, Im sure youll enjoy youre stay with us!
The girl headed for the large stairway in the middle of the reception area, it was very majestic. The bedrooms were magnificent, each with a four-poster bed, which Hazel promptly plonked her case and sat on.
You have come a long way, Im sure you like to freshen up. Ill go and get your costumes for you! Dinner starts at 7 oclock in the main banqueting hall The girl smiled as she left the bedroom leaving Hazel mesmerised by the sheer size of the room, drapes everywhere, to one side was a large marble fireplace. Hazel stood and walked towards the window viewing the extensive grounds beyond, tall trees fully leaved, grassy banks flowing down towards a large lake, such a different atmosphere to that of London, she did wonder what the mood of the house would have been in its heyday.
She turned to the door, hearing the light tapping
Come in!
It was the young girl followed by her two friends.
I have youre costumes Miss! She laid them out onto the bed. Im sure theyll all fit, they are adjustable!
The girls lifted the costumes, holding them up to themselves as the pranced around the room.
They are more Tudor&hellip,than Medieval! Lynn stated looking toward the young girl.
All weekends are varied, it makes the evenings more fun! Youll find the gowns quite heavy, and it can get quite hot in the banqueting hall, so I wouldnt wear too much under them. In there own times, the heating was quite inadequate, but now with the central heating as well as the large fire, it can be somewhat overbearing
It was like another world when the trio headed downstairs for their sightseeing tour, the rooms were beautiful, magnificently decorated, with paintings, tapestries and fine drapes, the ceilings were carve in wood, with large beams spreading from one side to the other.
By the time they entered the banqueting hall, it was full, at least fifty girls all dressed in stunning Tudor outfits, none of which bear any resemblance to any of the others. They looked spectacular, varying colours and styles, the hall was full of noise with the chattering amongst all the girls. There was a loud tapping from the far end of the hall. A man, the first theyd seen since their arrival, he was standing behind a large table banging with a gavel.
Ladies&hellip,ladies can I please have your attention!
The large hall was hushed almost immediately, everyone turn to his direction.
Now that I have youre undivided attention, firstly let me thank you not only for myself, but all our fellow directors and staff, for excepting our free offer to stay here at Willow Hall, as you may have noticed the place is void of males, you may wonder as to just how you can have an erotic stay without one, but rest assured you all will. Youll all have tales to tell once morning arrives, now is the time to eat, youll find all your names on the long table, those of you whom came together will be sitting together, so please be seated ladies and I will address you in the morning
This place intrigues me, the weekend is free, we get a lovely bedroom, outlandish food&hellip,Im supposing were all going to get laid, and theres not a man in sight! Suzy implied.
Well, from what I know of men they can be very selective, by the look of that girl over there she must be the imaginative ugly sister, her face looks like&hellip, unfinished knitting &hellip, or shes chewing a wasp! Lynn grinned.
They do say, theres one for each of us! Hazel stated.
There&hellip,. and I thought Quasimodo was dead! Lynn laughed.
You can be very spiteful when you want to Lynn, how do you think, she feels? Hazel replied with a look of distaste on her face.
Im sorry Hazel, Ok I hope she gets what shes come for, at least it might put a smile on her face! Lynn replied tearfully, trying to stop herself from laughing.
The evening went well, the food was out of this world, and never ending. There were no blue films, but the entertainment was superb, from clowns to jesters they even had a modern day comedian, her jokes, however were blue, followed by dancing and merriment, even a raffle, but nobody really knew as to what the undisclosed prizes were, and at 5 ($7.03) a ticket they really had to be special. Drinks were served all night, there taste was as expected, but none of the girls felt in the least intoxicated, happy, joyful even randy, but not intoxicated.
Ladies&hellip,ladies! It was the gavel again, only this time it was a woman.
Its now midnight, our partying is over, now its time for you to retire to your rooms, but before you go, I would like you to drink a toast to our Company Founder, our Ladies-in-Waiting will charge your glasses then we will toast her together!
Six of the staff were hurrying around the tables, filling each of the girls glasses in turn.
I dont know what the hell this is, but Christ it smells worthy! Suzy laughed, placing the glass under her nose.
As the six girls completed their chores, they each stood in front of the woman speaker.
Ladies, raise youre glasses to our Founder, Miss Katherine Willis, founder and benefactor of Willow Hall merchandise, to whom we owe our gratitude for our evening of pleasure. Thank you Ladies! The spokeswoman raised her glass draining it.
One more thing ladies&hellip,the raffle will be drawn after breakfast at 9am. Good night to you all!
The girls drank their drinks, enjoying them immensely, putting their glasses back onto the table.
That was something else! Hazel smiled as she put her glass down. I could have drunk that all evening. But who the hell is Katherine, bloody Willis for Christ sake?
She must be a goodtime girl, to put on an evening like this for free. And were going to get laid, this I am really looking forward to! Lynn laughed.
Have a good night! Suzy smiled to the girl with the face like unfinished knitting on the stairway.
Thank you&hellip, Im really looking forward to it! She replied.
Christ, I bet she is! Lynn whispered under her breath. I wonder what lucky bastard will get her!
As the young girl who had given them their costumes had advised them the hall was very hot, Hazel decide that she would sleep nude, whether it was the evenings entertainment or the drink, she didnt know which but she felt very tired.
Chapter-Two
Hazel was disturbed by a crackling noise, lifting herself up onto her elbow she opened her eyes, the room was a blaze of light, she looked toward the window, the curtains were drawn wide, outside the countryside was white, all the trees were bare, snow was falling heavily. The sound of the crackle once more attracted her attention, turning to the open fireplace, a log fire was burning, it was then she notice the small figure, it was a man dressed in a top hat, with a heavy overcoat.
Who are&hellip,you? Hazel inquired, pulling the bed covers up to cover her chest.
The little man removed his hat knocking it against the fireplace, there was a hissing sound as snow fell on the hot fuels.
Archie&hellip,. Archie Bramble Miss!
Well&hellip, Mr Archie&hellip,. Bramble, what are you doing here?
He placed his hat on the floor and walked slowly towards her.
Ive come to make love to you Miss! The look on his face was, as if it was his bound duty
Hazel looked down at him as he stood beside the bed, he couldnt have been more than three feet tall if that.
What makes you think that Id even want to be made love to, and why by you?
Without more ado, the little man turned and walked to the rear of a nearby chair, removing his overcoat, then lifting himself on tip toes, hanging it tidily over the back. He smiled as he walked to the front of the chair.
Oh&hellip,I dont think youll refuse me! He replied as he struggled to get up into the seat.
Hazel did wonder if she should get off the bed and smack him or even help him, she watched as he gradually started to remove his clothing, folding then painstakingly and placing them on the arm of the chair in a neat pile. He turned and slid off the chair, never had she seen such a small round prominent bottom. As walked up to the side of the bed, Hazel reached across drawing the covers back for him.
I take it that you intend to help me up! Or are you going to sit there gawking at me He stood with hands on hips, and his willy, one couldnt call it much else dangled down in front of him like that of an infant.
Hazel did wonder, as to what effect such a small penis could possibly have on her, it was barely visible to her, more winkle than whelk. She edged across the bed helping as he started to scramble up.
Dont sit there as if Im going to rape you then! Uncover yourself&hellip,. let me see what I have to work with!
Rather clinical arent you Archie? Hazel grinned as she removed the covers exposing the whole of her body to him.
Dont be flippant, its Mr Bramble to you!
Hazel was quite taken back by aggression in his tone, as he sat viewing her.
I didnt ask you to come! Replied Hazel.
Youve had this on your mind for years, often youve wondered as to what it would be like when you have noticed such as myself in the street. Well now you are about to find out, and by the looks of you, I wont be wasting my time! He replied his eyes scanning her body
Why&hellip,thank you&hellip, Mr Bramble, I hope that youll not be as rough as your name implies! Hazel smiled to herself, thinking as to what likely damage he could do with such a diminutive weapon.
Archie put his hand up onto her shoulder easing her down onto the bed, and then made straight for her breast, he was clean shaven, but the feeling was that a million tiny hairs were manipulating her breasts, he went from one to the other, it was almost as if he was working on both, there was no sense of movement from either. His hand moved down her body, probing his stubby fingers into her pubic hair, tugging it, it was more stimulating than painful. Hazel opened her legs slightly as if to will him to finger her, his fingers went down, but only one did he drag along her moistened slit, methodically yanking at her soft mound of hair as he did so.
Inside she was pleading for him to dip his finger, she was getting electrical shocks, the feeling of small hairs digging into her breasts combined with the tugging of her pubic hair seemed to be fused. Archie left her breasts and slowly moved down her body, nibbling as he progressed in meandering movements, stationing himself on her pubic hair, his hand moving between her legs spreading them extensively.
Hazel knew this would be the start, sensing the little man climbing between them, his nimble thumbs went up to her pussy lips, separating, and folding them to the side. The clitoris stood prominent, like a keen soldier standing on guard. Archies lips went over it engulfing the slippery organ into his mouth, darting his tongue all around it. The sensation of those microscopic hairs came back, it was as if each tiny follicle was making its own vibrations, her pussy came alive, and her juices started to flow. But still no finger, Hazel could only assume that the little man didnt propose to finger her, or stretch her to much, assuring himself of his own feelings, reaching down she cupped her breasts squeezing them in gentle circular movements, her raised nipples protruded between her open fingers. Hazel pushed her head back into the pillow arching her back, letting out a noisy gasp, her body tingled from head to toe, the orgasm was long and drawn out. Her hands dropped to her sides, dragging her nails along the bedding, all but tearing holes in it.
Archie lifted his head from her, placing his hands onto her hips, lifting himself to a standing position, then started to walk up the bed with his feet each side of her. Hazel opened her eyes viewing the small man. His cock had not increased in size, it just hung, or perhaps sagged would be a better word, smaller than her own little finger.
Sit you up Miss&hellip,your turn now! Archie stated, placing his hand down to his manhood, clutching his pocket-sized cock between thumb and forefinger and wriggling it in front of her.
Hazel edged herself up, the resting her back against the pillows, adjusting herself as to be at the right height. Archie moved forwards placing his hands up onto the top of the headboard. This was the first close up vision she taken of his cock, she lifted it up with one finger revelling his balls, which themselves looked like two small peas, or even a shrivelled up prune. So far she had graced his foreplay, but with this, whatever enjoyment could she possibly sustain&hellip,shed heard of the saying (Its not what youve got, but how you use it). Leaning forward she lifted his cock up to her mouth on the end of her finger, moistening her lips as she did so.
It was almost as if her pussy lips were snapping, she wanted cock like there was no tomorrow, hed done a magnificent job on her so far, shed always wondered how the little people performed. How could she expect someone less than three feet tall to have an aggressive weapon, an inch at the most was all he could offer her, she felt like lifting him off the bed and going to sleep. But no, hed done her proud, a blowjob would be nothing to her, at least he deserved the same.
Once his cock was in her mouth Hazel nearly chocked, she had to remove it, assuring herself that it was the size she had anticipated.
Either you want it or you dont! The little man inferred looking down between them. For Christ sake, if youre going to suck it&hellip,fucking suck it, or well get nowhere, be grateful for small mercies!
Hazel smiled to herself thankful that he was respectful of its size. Once again she placed his cock into her mouth, and still it felt enormous, but she wasnt prepared to remove it again, should she upset him. He started fucking movements, from time to time she felt as if she could choke, his movements were sending her wild as he trust his cock into her mouth her own movements had long ceased, unable to keep up with his pace.
Without warming he stopped, not a movement was made. It was then, only then did she feel his hot seed flowing down her gullet gripping his buttocks she tried to push him away&hellip,she needed to catch her breath, hed dropped his hands from the head of the bed holding her head, guaranteeing that his cock secured itself within her mouth, not a drop did she spill. It felt almost as if she was being force-fed.
The little man, removed his cock and crouched down in front of her.
Well!
Well, what! Hazel asked wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
Was it as you expected?
Expected, Im not with you?
You have always wondered what a blowjob would be like from&hellip, a little person as you call us! He grinned
Hazel looked down at the now limp cock, unable to understand her inner feelings, if it was that small, how come it nearly choked her, not only by its size, but the volume&hellip,the volume of cum it had fashioned, her gullet still felt engorged.
That, that was only in my mind! She croaked
Well&hellip,now that is settled, lets see how you take to real sex! Ill you give this&hellip,you taste dam good down there, but how good&hellip, how good are you, when it comes to a good fucking!
Ive had no complaint so far, I take it thats what youre going to give me then? Hazel looked back down at the tiny cock, it looked more like that of a babys finger now.
Believe me, thats just what youre going to get young lady, a well and truly good fucking He chuckled.
Down the hallway in another bedroom
Lynns head was bowed down, her mouth was full, she been kneeling on her hands and knees for the last three quarters of and hour, the grass was becoming hard on her knees. She turned her head to the left, watching as the two players walked towards the crowd away from her, the crowd were still cheering. Feeling hands on her rump once more, she new what to expect, she turned her head to her right they were still standing in twos waiting behind her.
It would be easier this time, as the cock entered her from the rear she closed her eyes throwing her head back, her back arching at the same time, the sheer size forced her to open her eyes once more, only to find a cock waiting for her mouth as she lifted her head. It was Wally Bancroft in front of her, the teams scrumhalf, but behind she couldnt tell, so far she had at least six in pairs. Wally reeked of sweat, she would have sooner gone to the dressing room, assuring it to be more comfortable, the men both working together, forcing their cocks in and out simultaneously, it was almost as if they were each trying to pump her up, thankfully they were more exhausted by the game to give her any brutality, but the prolonged fucking was taking it toll on her, her pussy was sore, the cock in her pussy felt like a wild mushroom, large head small shaft, at least it was reaming some of the cum out of her that its predecessors had left
Perhaps it will enhance the grass, it would be nice to see a lovely dark green patch, at least shed have something to look back on, for her chores Lynn thought to herself.
The team member behind was speeding his pace, she was acquainted with the tempo, wondering just how much she would get this time. He was the first one to do it, he withdrew, pumping his seed down her back, she felt it cool in the breeze as it landed at the base of her neck. He walked around to the side of her kissing her on the cheek.
Thank you Lynn&hellip,I owe you! It was Peter Styles, she always had considered him a gentleman.
Before she could readjust herself, her empty pussy was restocked with another, however this one could hardly converge with her inner pussy walls. If only she could have observed all of her rear-enders, at least she could have considered them in the future. Peter Styles would defiantly be judged.
The little man, edged his way back down her body, nibbling from side to side, his cock slithering before him, Hazels nipples stood like small rosebuds, the needle sensations from his lips still sending her wild, reaching down she held his head when he go to her navel, his cock was then amongst her bush of pubic hair, stimulating her once more he stayed for moments then lifted his head. Hazel looked down his cock was rigid, but still only that of a small pencil.
Throw me two pillows, The little man asked propping himself up onto his elbow.
Hazel only just heard his words, lifting herself and handing him the pillows. He stood and stepped back between her legs, holding the pillows to his chest with his miniature cock jutting out.
Lift yourself, let me put the pillows under you, so as to adjust your position! The little man asked. Youll want full benefit from penetration Im sure
Hazel edged herself up the bed so that she was leaning into the headboard, drawing her feet back as she lifted her bottom. The little man knelt down pushing the pillows underneath her, making sure that one was bent double.
As the little man stood, it was almost as if he was an artist, holding his thumb out in front of him, as if checking for alignment.
Couldnt be better He smiled Now Ill try and be as gentle as humanly possible. Clasping Hazel by the ankles he lifted them up before him as he moved forward, pushing them over her body. He didnt need to touch his cock it was in perfect position, Hazel watched, losing vision as it made came in contact below her pubic hair, the feeling wasnt as expected. The little man moved his hand down, as to wriggle it in the opening, winding it round and round, as he leaned on it.
Christ&hellip,is this kind of joke&hellip,! She squealed, clasping the bedding with her hands
Never had she acknowledged such girth, shed had experience few big ones but this was the exception to the rule. The little man clutched her by the knees as he started to fuck her. Hazel could see her mound rise as he drove his cock up into her.
It was good&hellip,soon she became accustomed to his rhythm, but was unable to work with him as she would have liked to, because of her posture against the headboard it was impossible. She looked down at the little man who was now standing upright gripping her knees, fucking her as hard as he knew how.
Her body was racked with pleasures, tingling, with mild electrical shocks, his cock felt like a huge ramrod fully lubricated, spreading her pussy excessively on each thrust, the orgasm experience was tremendous, orgasm came and left time after time, each greater than the last, the little man was never hesitant his pace. Hazel was becoming weak, and began to slide down the bed, the little man fell forwards over her, gripping her hips rocking himself to and fro on her tummy but continued fucking her hard. As time continued, his cock appeared to become enormous, as if to accommodate her stretched pussy, assuring continued contentment.
Hazel looked down at him, there were no signs of exhaustion, he looked as he did, the moment hed started. She couldnt believe the view before her, he was actually pivoted on her tummy, rocking like a madman, but his cock felt unlike a cherished marrow.
A little more effort now I think! The little man smiled up towards her. With out any lack of momentum his eased himself up, supporting himself on her hips, as he started to fuck her at ferocious swiftness. Whether it was sweat in her eyes Hazel couldnt tell, but the little man became almost a blur to her he was working so hard, the drapes on the four-poster were swinging wildly to and fro as the bed rocked.
Never had she had feeling of this kind, or fucked so hard, her screams must have been heard throughout the building. It wasnt as if she could have wrapped her arms around him, all she could do was to grip the bedding, his thrusts were never ending. She sensed his thumbs digging into her hips as he clung to her, the cock within her felt like that of a donkey, however she knew his strokes were short, mind blowing at that, already she broken two of her precious nails by gripping the bedding.
William lay motionless on the long padded mat on the clinic floor, it had been seven years since hed enjoyed any form of sex, thought about it, but thats as far as it went. His accident had left his legs paralysed with little or no use of his arms. Lifting his head he watched as his cock was manipulated, hed fancied her for months, and shed always looked after him on his visits three times a week, but never to this degree. A hand might have brushed lightly against his cock, during workout, but nothing to say it was a deliberate action, often hed made a suggestive remark, which of course could have been taken two ways, but they had been ignored.
The clinic was empty today, the others were all out on a day trip, no one had ever considered his sexual needs, just exercises. Her blonde hair fell about his legs as she went down on him again, he could hear the sucking noises, the sensations were immense, he knew he had to hold back, the last thing he wanted was to cum. She had a way with her lips, almost as if they vibrated as she drew them up and down along his shaft, he would have loved to have been able to lift his hips to match her movements, nevertheless, this was not possible.
William closed his eyes, imagining as to what she was wearing under her white coat, if anything he considered. Often hed taken a quick look as she walked around him, or shed squatted down beside him to talk on previous sessions of exercises at the clinic. He was never sure whether she did it intentionally, he couldnt count the amount of wet dreams, or even times hed cum during exercises at the clinic, thankfully it had never showed, having been absorbed into his underwear.
Suzy lifted her head and smiled up towards him, she wanted him like mad from the first day shed seen him when he arrived at the clinic. During his exercises allowing him sly glances up under her coat, never did she wear anything but underwear under her coat, at work it was far to hot. Hed made his little remarks&hellip, yes she knew his meaning, but with others there&hellip, she had to disregard them, sometimes she knew shed gone to far&hellip,realising the effect she was having on him, feeling guilty&hellip, not being able to aid his relief.
William looked up as she pulled away from him and stood with her legs astride his body, slowly starting undoing the buttons on the front of her white coat. Hes cock throbbed&hellip,her breasts hed never seen anything to match them before&hellip, then her panties white as snow.
You dont mind do you William? Suzy smiled with an angelic grin on her face, as she started to lower herself slowly onto him.
No&hellip, please! William tried lifting his head. Please! Let me savour it first! He pleaded.
Suzy walked along the sides of his body standing directly above his face, William looked up viewing her pussy, to him is was a work of art, tiny folds, puffy lips surround by a plume of golden hair, glistening from the moisture that had seeped due to her own excitement. Leisurely, lowering her body, placing her hands under his head aiding his posture. William took in deep breaths filling his nostrils with the pungent aroma, dragging his moustache through her pussy lips, collecting the nectar on its bristles, his tongue darted over the upstanding clitoris, wriggling its tip. Suzy lowered slightly, he instantly took advantage, spreading his lips over it, sucking, squeezing, and then rolling the little bud between his teeth.
It was all too much for her, pulling away&hellip, Suzy leaned over him and kissed his lips, sensing her own fragrance within his bushy moustache, gradually she edge back over his body, her hand reaching between them until his cock was found, tilting it head guiding it up to her pussy allowing it entry without stopping her downward movement. William gasped as it slid in with little resistance, just a slight pussy wall pressure.
Slowly, Suzy started backward and forward movements above him, kissing him as she did so. William wanted to put his arms around her, lift his hips, but this was not possible, he had to just enjoy her
Her belly felt almost full, Lynn knew the last team member was now fucking her, she had enjoyed them all, never could she have thought it possible, although some had been violent with her, but she assured herself this was because of the spectators cheering them on, the performance was for their fans. Not that they meant her any form of discomfort, she did wonder if she could make it off the playing field, shed been in the same position for at least an hour and a half, but it had been worth it, with the reserves, one way or another shed been fucked by fifteen in all.
Im&hellip,. Im going to blow&hellip, prepared yourself! Hes excitement started Hazel, she was in her own world, it was almost as if their bodies were fused together, she opened her eyes, wondering as to why the little man was getting so keyed up. Shed only just cleared her last orgasm.
He forced himself up her, holding onto her knees tightly with his small hands, his back was bent. It was then that she felt it&hellip, it was like a geezer irrupting inside her, her inner recesses filled to capacity, it almost felt as if it were aerated as it bubbled up inside her
Suzys movements continued throughout her orgasms. Hes cock felt wonderful, she knew that she was his first for a considerable time, his moans, were music to her ears, no more brushings, no more two-way comments, this was for always.
She sensed his cock enlarge, she knew he was ready, one last rock, then she leaned back on him, absorbing his manhood to the full, feeling his seed flowing as it pumped into her impatient pussy, at last she fulfilled her inner most desire. Tilting her body over him, allowing no chance of movement from his cock she kissed him hard on the lips.
Lynn slumped forwards onto the grass, sperm draining from her mouth and pussy at the same time, shed no energy to move. In her dazed state she felt two arms going beneath lifting her, the spectators cheered as she was carried towards them.
Breakfast is at nine thirty Miss! Hazel felt a light tapping on her shoulder as she woke, turning to see the young girl holding in a tray at the bedside.
Ive brought you a nice cup of tea Miss&hellip,hope you slept well&hellip, I have awoken youre two friends! They informed me that theyd both meet you downstairs
Thank you&hellip,! Hazel replied as she sat up, easing herself to one side of the bed allowing the girl to place the small tray down beside her.
Hazel met her friends in the main dining room at 9.25. And unlike the banqueting hall, it had tables to sit four or more. The room was a buzz as all the girls chatted about their night of fantasy. The breakfast was soon served, followed by pots of hot coffee.
The gavel sounded once more, it was the lady from the previous evening.
Well ladies, it is with hope&hellip,all youre fantasies were fulfilled, it was only something that was in your minds, but suddenly it was realism, you were there so to speak. Now the raffle, we have selected the three winning numbers
The numbers were called, and it was Suzy that was the lucky one among the three girls. She came back to the table with the small package.
Ladies those of you that won in the raffle, your prizes are the same. Being a month supply of our potion that you all sampled last night, giving you all the pleasures which I sure youll all remember in times to come. The lady carried on at some length about the wonder product that they had to agree it was. Some of the girls brought the same.
It wasnt until the journey home that Hazel remarked to her two friends that she herself had not envisaged having sex with a dwarf. Not that she hadnt enjoyed it, she had. Each of the girls explained each others fantasy and how it had transformed in their dreams.
They stopped half way home on their journey for a refreshment break.
Of course thats it! Hazel blurted startling the other two.
Hazel looked at them both picking up her apple and smiling.
Apples&hellip, I always buy them from the market, Brambly Apples, from the little guy on the market stall. His name is Arch, at least thats what everyone calls him. Yes of course, Ive often fantasized as to what it would be like. God I dont think Ill be able to look him in the face anymore! Hazel laughed
Well, at least you know how I feel, Ive been working part time at the clinic for eight years, I never realised my feelings went so deep towards William! Suzy stated with a grin
Funny you know, I only suggested to myself on the way to the Hall yesterday, that if my team won&hellip, they could all take me to bed&hellip, However, I made no such offer that they could all fuck me in turn on the pitch, least way not in front of the spectators! Lynn smiled holding her tummy.
Do you know I still feel full up I really do?
BtVS: Willow and Cordy"Do you guys feel hypnotized? Are we supposed to feel hypnotized? Do you think we were hypnotized? 'Cause I don't feel hypnotized," rambled Willow Rosenberg.Buffy and Xander stopped walking and just stared.Willow shrugged. "I guess not.""Willow, the guy was a crock, although the monkey was kinda cool," stated Xander, "Right, Buff?""Definitely," agreed Buffy. "I'm not really one to fall for that 'Ooga wooga, you're under my control mumbo jumbo. Slaying legions of the...
Page was taught that good habits were important. She set about engraining good habit in Willow from the beginning of her training. Page had given Willow detailed instructions about how her morning was to proceed. She was sleeping on the floor next to Page's bed. Willow's alarm went off at 5:45am and it had to be turned off within the first 10 seconds. She then had 15 minutes to complete her assigned tasks before Page woke at 6:00. She put her blanket and thin pad away, folded neatly, in...
The next day Willow was amazed how little of Page's skin was damaged. All of the angry redness was gone and only a few spots showed scratches or abrasions. One knee was skinned up, but that was the worst of it. Page herself seemed to be more tense and reflective but Willow dismissed that as exhaustion. Willow was wrong. There were important things on Page's mind. Willow got an idea that things would be different that day as soon as breakfast was over. Page had been instructing Willow on...
Page released Willow from the belt restraint and the ball gag. "Clean up this mess. Shower and then come find me. Present yourself like you think a slave should. You have two hours." Page left the room and went to fix a small bite to eat. Willow would eat later. Two hours and seven minutes later Willow found Page in a chair looking over blueprints of some kind. Willow stood by her chair and quietly coughed. "Ma'am? I am done ma'am." Page did not move for a minute then looked up and...
~ A story in the Young Fern Universe ~ Willow is living with her Dad now and has settled into a comfortable routine. ~ Willow and I sat and watched the sun go down from my sixth floor apartment and cuddled on the couch chair. ‘RING’ I had ordered some Indian food and was expecting the door bell to ring. Willow hopped up to answer the door and brought back some sweet smelling Butter Chicken and curry dishes. We ate and she talked about her time spent with Uncle Mike, Tom and his...
From where Carl was sitting he could see the four towers of the Bay Bridge. In many ways, the Bay Bridge is a greater engineering achievement than the Golden Gate Bridge just a few miles away. It has four towers instead of two. It has a central anchorage that is big enough to hold the entire Empire State Building. The tunnel on the east side was one of the largest of its day. The Bay Bridge remains a marvel of beauty and engineering. For the moment, Carl did not care one bit about the Bay...
Another day at Foster Academy. My spirits lift a little since I convinced my friends, Charlotte, Richard, Emily, and William, to go hiking in the woods on the school's property. Well, the word friends isn't really accurate, as they really only tolerate me because my uncle is Headmaster.You see, my parents died in a car accident a year ago and I was sent to live with my only other living relative, Uncle Thomas. He just happens to be Headmaster at this prestigious school. Unfortunately, he...
Supernatural"I want to be a slut," Willow whispered."What?" I asked. I didn't quite believe my ears. My best friend Willow, who was sometimes shy beyond belief, had just told me she wanted to be a slut.I guess some background is in order. Willow and I met as lab partners during our sophomore year of college. She was shy and had a hard time speaking around others, but she was hella smart. Over the course of the semester we became close friends and some of her shyness vanished around me. She would still go...
Around midnight Lord Blackmon woke Willow and ordered her to take Page down from her suspension, remove her hood, and make sure she was ok. He instructed her to take her to the bathroom, give her water and a protein drink if she needed it, and then chain her in the bondage room. When that was completed, Willow was to come back to Lord Blackmon’s bed. When he had completed giving her instructions he rolled over on his side and slipped back to sleep. She released Page from the frame and half...
Willow, Autumn, Dakota & Elle In on an airport’s pick-up area Willow and Autumn stand with their luggage, as a car pulls up, and Dakota sticks her head out. “Oh, my God!” she squeals, “You’re so grown up!”Behind her, Elle gets out.“Not as much as her!” Willow jokes.“Oh, I know, my baby sister just shot up overnight. She could carry me now!”Elle goes around back, and opens the trunk, and her and Autumn load the luggage in. “Did you just get that cut?” Elle says, referring to Autumn’s short...
She was lying on her stomach because the tight floor length hobble skirt would only allow her to bend her knees only a little. The leather skirt was open in the back leaving her ass exposed. An anal hook was embedded in her ass and was connected to a ball gag harness by a rope. The rope was adjusted so that Page's back had to be slightly bent backwards. To see what she was doing Page had to put most of her upper body weight on her breasts. Moving meant pulling herself along the floor an inch...
As the day of the Expo drew closer, Page felt the pressure to get everyone ready for the experience. There were clothes to buy, arrangements to make and preparing both Carl and Willow for what they would see. There was also a box game event to complete too. Page cut the cards and came up with a seven of hearts. The task outlined for that card involved a dildo. In one corner of the Play Room was a short stand about twenty four inches high. The dice roll told her she had to select a fairly...
Goddammit! She was going to be late for school again! One would think she could set an alarm and get the hell out of bed when it went off but Willow would slap it off and roll over for another few more minutes sleep. He hurried down the hall to her bedroom and threw open the door then slammed to a halt, the shout of “Get up!” stuck in his throat. His daughter was lying on her back, uncovered by blankets, as nude as the day she came into this world. Her eyes were closed in sleep so she didn’t...
When Carl stepped into the private dining room, the first thing he noticed was a server asking the four men about taking drink orders. The woman was very pretty with flame red hair and pale freckles. She was dressed in the uniform of the house-help with a green short halter top and a low ride miniskirt that showed off her very slim waist and flat tummy. The uniform was important to distinguish her as an employee and not a slave. Carl touched her on the arm and said, "Excuse me, but could I...
Carl held the small recorder in his hand as it played. Page and Willow knelt at his feet giving all of their attention to the description of the investigation and what the police knew or thought they knew. When the recording finished, Carl leaned back and said, "Well, it is clear that 'Master Carl' is not the focus of the inquiry." It had been made clear to Page and Willow that this discussion was operating on the "kneeling pad" principles. Page took advantage of that to ask, "Sir,...
~ A story in the Young Fern Universe ~ This story follows on from the “Young Fern Part Six” and revolves around Willow and her new life living with her Dad. ~ Philip had just been through a sole crushing divorce which saw his wife of 15 years try to take him for all he was worth and deny him the right to ever see his daughter again. Her vituperative comments came to nothing when as it turned out she was found to be cheating on him with the very lawyer that was representing her and with...
To: [email protected] From: [email protected] Subject: Carl Page, It has been quite the adventure down here this week. Our ship was caught in the ice for almost twelve hours. The wind shifted and a nearby ice field decided to pack itself around our ship while we were trying to deploy one of the large telemetry buoys. The hull was damaged, but nothing major. The wind shifted again and we were able to work free. We might have to go back to New Zealand for repairs if the damage...
Page stepped into the steaming shower. She held her hands under the very warm water for a few moments, then reached for the body wash and poured some in her hand. Slowly she began spreading the scented liquid across his back and down his ass and legs. She then reached around, under his arms, and gripped his shoulders. This drew her body into his, her firm breasts pressed into his back just where she had placed the body wash a moment before. She then began to move. It was like a dance but the...
Gorp It was called the Rose House for a good reason. There were extensive rose gardens all around the house. Each had a theme and a purpose. The front was a cheerful series of terraced beds that welcomed and comforted those arriving. It was, as it were, the public face of Rose house. The two along the sides of the house were exotic in variety of plants and how they were presented. They were outdoor, long-term experiments in design and presentation. The back courtyard and garden of the house...
Steve watched the slave girl getting fucked and felt the anger burning brightly within his mind. He felt his commitment to the cause growing stronger and better defined. While the rest of the crowd saw a girl dressed in black, he saw Dee and the night she died. This was what he had come to stop. He wondered what the other slave, the one dressed in black but with her tits out, was saying to the bound slave? She was probably whispering encouragements and comforting words to the poor girl being...
Highway seventeen is notorious for delays. The winding road is narrow and often lacks a shoulder. Traffic going both north and south is heavy. Whether it was a stalled vehicle, road work or a crash, any event brings everyone to a halt. There are no bypasses and no turning around. Being stuck in traffic is a great time to think. You are captive and can't simply move on to some other activity. The boredom forces the mind to reach out for stimulation. Being in the mountains between San Jose...
With each day and each meal he was feeling more and more human. The next morning, Lord Blackmon felt strong enough to ask for some real food for breakfast. Half an hour later Page, again dressed in a man’s button down white shirt but with only the bottom buttoned, came into the room with a tray of eggs and bacon with toast. He had eaten at some of the finest and most expensive restaurants in the world, but he could not remember something tasting as good as the simple breakfast before...
It was early evening when Carl returned to Rose House. He had found a coffee shop in downtown Pleasanton that had internet access and had been doing some research. He had used his iPad to find the hotel his friend Tom had mentioned. It was located just north of SFO, the common term used for San Francisco’s airport. He searched their website and other pictures tagged as having been taken in the hotel to get a feel for the interior. Of course there was no mention of an illicit poker room there,...
WILLOW TREE by FARAH DAYE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A romantic story about a young couple who trades body and soul when struck by a force of nature. They shared an illicit love but they never expected to swap lives literally. The switched lovers struggle to escape indifferent spouses, a circle of cruel and dangerous witches, and the threat of permanent separation. Farah Daye, a transgendered artist, wrote this story. Farah has blended little bits of her own life and dreams into this...
There is something tranquil about early mornings in the mountains. The cool air seems to preserve the very best of the night and color it with morning light. Lord Blackmon loved greeting the dawn chill with a cup of good coffee, seeing a doe in the distance and watching the first birds of the day take flight. So he was surprised to see Master Carl already sitting outside nursing his own cup. “Good morning.” Master Carl still wore his suit and tie. He also wore a worried look on his face....
Carl guided Page and Willow to the left side of the crowd. Master Lobo was speaking loudly to a slave owner at the far side of the group and did not notice Carl and the girls moving away. Just as they were disconnecting from the crowd, they heard Lobo proclaim that everyone was invited to see the slave in the tube, the one that was gasping at the bottom of the container recently drained of water, expire by drowning in about three hours. Carl decided they would be gone before that portion of...
Page had put her dressing coat back on, but it hung open in the front, a distracting display in the least with her breasts tenting out the front and her trim stomach and shaved pussy framed by the pale fabric. She was standing a few yards down the hall from the door of Lord Blackmon’s temporary bedroom. “Master Carl, can I have a moment of your time?” “Sure Page.” They began walking back towards the Great room and the fireplace, but Page did not sit down and she seemed somewhat anxious. He...
She was stiff as we began dancing, which seemed odd, because she moved with such ease, her tall willowy body moving through the crowd as if floating. I had been watching her for some time, waiting for a chance to talk to her without a gaggle of guys around. But she was the kind of girl to attract a crowd, and she did. Then, as the party moved along, she was getting more available, and soon we were dancing. But, as I said, she was stiff, and I soon determined it was because she was waiting for...
Swinger"Willow, c'mon baby time to wake up," Kennedy said shaking her girlfriend. Willow only reluctantly joined the awake and aware as she had been in the middle of an amazing erotic dream. The Slayers were all sparing and keeping score by stripping. Kennedy had been the first one eliminated and spent the rest of the fight with her face buried in between Willow's legs. "Wha d'ya want?" she asked sleepily. "Buffy decided she wanted you to hang around during our sparing today." "Really? Why?" "I don't...
The next time Lord Blackmon opened his eyes, he was able to look around. The room looked familiar but strange at the same time. He though he recognized the furniture, the chair and ... he realized in a flash where he was. This was the guest suite in his own house, Rose House. It did not seem familiar before because it had never held a hospital bed before. Also, he had never seen it from the perspective of lying down! But once he realized it, he recognized the entertainment unit, the books on...
“Medium rare please.” Willow carved the prime rib at just the right place for the meat to be the correct doneness. She then placed it on a china plate along with some asparagus and a baked potato and then passed the plate to Heather who was acting as server. She placed the plate in front of Master Carl and stepped back to the sideboard while Willow competed Lord Blackmon’s plate. The preparations for the meal had been an all-day affair. Fresh bread dough was made, the prime rib roast had...
Standing at the door was Madame Carronade. "There are six heavily armed men coming for you. They are approaching the eastern span of the Bay Bridge right now. They are about seven minutes away. Listen to me and do what I say and I can get you out," Madam Carronade told Carl. Carl's only reliable touchstone was Page. He looked at her and saw her nod. "We're in. Tell us what to do." Madame Carronade turned to the hostess, "Heather, take them through the service area to the freight...
gorp Slave training is a process. At each stage different techniques must be used to get the final results desired. In the beginning the whip is remarkably effective, but does tend to create longer lasting marks. If a slave is nearing a projected delivery date there is an effort on the part of the trainers to limit such marks. Judy was almost ready for sale when a problem arose. She had decided, after almost a year of training, that being non-compliant and unresponsive was a good form of...
The empty office had once held a headhunting firm for the tech industry. They were often created to supply employees for a specific firm or company, signing up people for temporary positions that might later become permanent. Once the ranks have been filled out the employment agency would fold. That meant that office space like this changed hands three or four times a year. This office space had been unoccupied for six weeks and was due for renovation the following week. But till then there...
Carl drank his coffee and ate his donut. It was a simple shop with a simple clientele. It was just coffee and donuts. Sure there were cream filled and raised, old fashion and butterscotch donut in the case. But they just served coffee from a pot on the counter. Carl's kind of a place. Carl was nothing to look at. In fact most people did not look at him at all. Gray hair that was thinning and cut fairly close to his head and his dark framed glasses gave him a grandfatherly look. No one paid...
It was the end of summer. You were sad. Not only for the end of the summer, but also because you were about to change again from high school. Your father had a new job in a new town called Willow Mount, so your whole family moved to that place. Willow Mount was a small place, so finding the new house wasn’t difficult. Besides, it was some blocks away from the university, so all the family, Dad, Mom, James and you, unpack the family’s stuff, and quickly your parents and you, carrying your...
BisexualThe first light of morning appeared in the bedroom window as Lord Blackmon stirred. He had always been an early riser but his internal clock had been confounded by his illness. It must have been the familiar sights, sounds and smells of his bedroom that helped it reset. For the hundredth time, he gave thanks for being home again. His unconventionally large bed supported unconventional sleeping arrangements. Across the foot of the bed he found Page, partially covered with a blanket, still...
It was so warm and cozy, Page was not sure she wanted to wake up yet. But the odd beeping noises kept intruding into her pleasant buzz. She tried to turn away for the sound but was unable to roll over. Her arms were restrained, the left one over her head and the right one down by her side. She groaned and opened her eyes, expecting to see the sculpted ceiling of the Rose House bedroom. Instead she was confused to see rough bars above her head. She turned her head to assess her surroundings...
HALLE (Part 1) Hi, my name is Terrie and want to tell you about meeting the most wonderful girl, Halle. First of all, a little about me. I'm a bi-sexual girl, and have been since my early teens. I'm currently attending college and working on my Masters in psychology. I enjoy going to the various gay/lesbian clubs for the obvious reasons. And, it was at one of these clubs that I met Halle. I had just arrived in town to work on my Masters at City College, and had been told by some...
"Now the preliminaries are over, and it's time for the entertainment part of our evening!"That was what Fern, my wife, said to me as I lay on the bed after I had been fucked by our newly mutual lover, Jason. I was dressed in pink panties, bra and slip, and a floral sundress. A blonde wig with long curls was on my head, completing the transformation.Fern had found a magazine I'd left on the bedroom floor, showing a transvestite being tortured and humiliated by a couple. Although she had always...
"So, they're just friends from college?" I asked, dousing my hands in shampoo."Yes, we were like a trio; only I was the third wheel after a while. I don't know how long I was exactly, but just one Saturday night, I came back to our dorm to find Samantha eating out Hallie. I didn't even know either of them were into girls, but there they were," she explained as I got it in her hair. "And judging by your dick touching my butt, you like that. Well, at least we're in the shower.""Well,...
CheatingFern and I had been married for three years. Our sex life had become bland, routine, and, frankly, I preferred masturbation to the work it took to cum by intercourse. I was pretty sure that Fern felt that way, too. You see, my cock is, at best, 5 inches. My touch, or my tongue, on her clit seemed to be much better received than my cock inside her.I've always been a cross dresser. I can remember being in first grade and wearing my older sister's clothes and pretending I was on a date with a boy....
“My dad got arrested for raping a neighbor girl,” said Tanya with a smile. “I don’t see how that is good,” I said. “I’m going to talk to the prosecutor,” said Tanya. I realized she was going to make sure her father went to jail for something. “I understand,” I told her. I hade many thoughts of Halley. “Its too bad about me and my dad. I might enjoy sex more if he hadn’t,” said Tanya. I could tell she was thinking. “Suzy can I talk to you in another room.” Suzy left Halley alone in her...
I still can’t believe what just happened. The young woman is sound asleep, facing me, her arm over my waist. My left hand is traveling up and down her smooth, naked skin, from the auburn hair to mid-thigh. Never have I loved a person more, and I figured that out, just before engaging in the most fantastic fuck session I ever had. …………… I had known Hallie for about six years, since she was sixteen. My wife, and I, met her in a local, small town grocery/general store. She was a...
While on a trip to Georgia I stopped at a small gas station and found a beautiful 19-year-old black girl with very short black hair dark brown eyes, and what I would guess to be a firm 38D-32-36 body standing 5'9" and weighing maybe 140 pounds. She was doing her college English behind the counter. The nametag on her shirt said Hallie I guessed her age from her looks and the fact that she was taking college freshman English. As I paid for my gas and snacks I commented on her class and joked...
Master Carl awoke in the guest room of Rose House to the very pleasant sensation of someone kissing his face. “Sir?” Heather’s red hair was a halo around her face. “You asked me to wake you if you slept till seven.” It took a few attempts to get his voice to work. The word “Coffee” came out as a croak the first time but he still got the message across. Heather had a large mug of the lifesaving liquid ready for him when he managed to sit up and swing his feet over the side of the bed. He did...
-Tech City Spire- With 4 days left until the auction, things had been quickly ramping up in the city. More and more powerful cultivators were entering the city and with that influx was the increase of people taking advantage of the cities services. Namely, a lot of people were trying their hand at the Spire or at the Arena. On this day, James had been busy trying to ascend to the 22nd level of the tower when he got a coms from Jasmine. “James, it would appear that a new contender has...
N.B. I've noticed sometimes, but not always, a small problem caused when I change to Rich Text Format from Word that some accents on or under letters get lost. For example Provencal should have a cedilla under the 'c' but comes out as Proven(al in my story 'The Pre-nuptial Agreement'. In the following story is the word 'melee' and this has a circumflex over the first e and an acute accent over the second e. Sometimes it reproduces correctly, other times it doesn't. Having gone to...
This is my first attempt at fiction. I realize it may be rough. If you like it let me know Pussywillow- Part1 by Henry Green Bob Rider had "picked up" Sandi earlier in the night at the party. Actually, it was she who picked him up but of course he didn't know that. Bob's secretary Ann had had enough of his arrogant macho ways and through several discret contacts had met Sandi and Ruth. For a reasonable contingency fee they would help turn the tables on Bob. With their...
“The Marshall will take me?” I said. I wasn’t sure about that. He was a tall and grizzly looking man who stood nearby us. I questioned whether or not I wanted him of all people to ride along with me back to my home town. The other man said he would ride along you with me. I wasn’t sure about that either but I knew it would be a “long” and treacherous ride if I didn’t take precautions. I looked at the Marshall. He did look brazen to say the least but I had heard without that heavy and ugly beard...
MatureWhen I paid my bill I got up and got on the elevator to go up to my room. Just before the doors closed a hand shot through the gap to hold the lift. The man from the bar quietly boarded and gave me a polite nod of greeting. He reached for the panel but saw that I'd already pressed the button for his floor. "Fourteen?" he asked in a calm tone. I nodded and waited for the box to jolt to life. We got to our floor without any other stops and we both stepped out and headed in the same...
The case had shocked and then fascinated all of South East Asia, Australia and New Zealand and had also been given extensive coverage in the UK, due to the nationality of some of prisoners. Three months earlier in a combined police operation, the Singapore and Philippines authorities had acted at the same time and arrested all those they suspected of being involved in a heroin smuggling ring orchestrated and run by a number of Qantas airline staff. The stewardesses had been smuggling the...
Chapter 1 The Visit to the ChurchyardMrs. Bennett leaned forward and rested the small posy of flowers she had picked from the garden of Errington Hall onto the grave. Brushing a tear from her eye she read the inscription which had been added to the headstone above the name of Sir Rupert’s first wife Cecilia Mary Errington, who had died twenty five years earlier, ..... Sir Rupert Theodore Errington 16th April 1822 – 4th July 1878’. Looking down at the raised turf, yet to settle above the grave,...
THE GHOST OF BECKNALL HALL. BY CASSANDRA ANNE MORRISON Carla, Lady Summersby, had never believed in ghosts. As a matter of fact, she didn? t believe in much of anything. Not in ghosts, goblins, Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, the Loch Ness Monster, or the theory of Atlantis. (As to God, she was, at the moment this story begins, undecided? but leaning towards the negative). So the happenings which began on her wedding night which she and her husband, Sir Roderick,...
The Hall of Forging was a massive underground structure. If James didn’t know better he’d think it belonged to some dwarfish race. It spread out over nearly a kilometre underground and hundreds of ventilation stacks channelled through the underground back to the chimneys in the circle courtyard up on the surface. The stone halls and walls were all lit by odd spirit stones, spread out evenly and letting off a humble glow not dissimilar to incandescent bulbs. Little green stones sat on the...
Willow hadn't intended for the spell to go this way. It was supposed to create a ball of sunlight, and sure enough, it did. But the spell had other effects, as she soon found out. Buffy had been staring straight into the spell for twenty minutes when Willow found her. By that time it was to late. The spell carried Willow's deepest desires with it, and in those twenty minutes Buffy went from straight to bisexual to lesbian. Willow was horrified to realize she'd turned her best friend into a...
He stared at his empty luncheon plate. The fish and chips and pint of bitters had not eased his misgivings or quenched his need for relaxation and redemption. Memories of the Spanish sunshine had quickly faded replaced by his son’s excuses, which had started even before he finished parking the motorhome in its designated spot on the farm. The promised work had not been done. He knew what that meant. The bills had not been paid and that foretold another trip to the bank and another slice of his...
THE MASKED LADY OF WAKEFIELD HALL By Sylvia Who? It was in March 1774 that the rural district of Wakefield in the County of Leicestershire had its first experience of robbery on the King's highway, following the sudden appearance of a mysterious woman, dubbed by the local populace 'The Masked Lady', who was considered either a legend - or to some people a scourge - until she melted away once more into the shadows just as suddenly, never to be seen or...