Katlin and missy ch 4 Sunrise
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I lay there trembling into the night as I reached up and pushed my hair to one side and felt the back of my neck where the axe would fall and chop off my head. My mind was reeling as I thought of the executioners heavy sharp blade glimmering in the sunlight as I lay my head in the formed space on the chopping block.
What would my last thought be. What would be my last vision. The priest had came and went and I implored him to speak to the king to please spare my life. I lay on the straw covered floor of the tower, cursing the man I called my king and husband. I held myself and cried knowing that with the sunrise I was to be executed.
When I was first told of my impending doom I remember to my shame that I felt myself urinating at the thought of death and started to cry as I felt warm piss trickle down my legs and form a puddle at my feet. The room began to spin and I fell forward. A guard reached out and grabbed me as I momentarily feinted.
I begged to see my husband as I was not guilty of any infidelities I was being accused of. My assigned guard approached me and told me he was sure I was not guilty but the king had demanded I be put to death by beheading
I was taken to be bathed and anointed with oil. I concentrated on the feel of warm water and hands on my body. I felt a strange sexual awakening as I was gently bathed and softly and slowly massaged with oil. My chambermaid looked at me with tears in her eyes as she too knew I would die by the morning sunrise.
I reached down and touched myself only to find an enormous amount of slippery wet juices bubbling out of my pussy. A pussy I thought never to feel the pleasure of a man’s cock again. I beckoned my chambermaid to my side and I reached out and pulled her to me. Our lips met and I drank in the soft sweet taste of her lips on mine. I dismissed all the others from my royal chamber.
Our tongues explored each others mouths and lips as we lost ourselves in the pleasure of human touch. I ran my hand along the side of her breast feeling the soft warm flesh of her body. She leaned over me and held her breast to my lips as I suckled and nipped at her pink tipped nipples in contrast to my more reddish brown colored nipples.
I shook my head and was determined that my chambermaid and I would make long soft sweet love to one another. My hand cupped her warm wet vagina as I curled my fingers and slid one inside of her, ah I thought as I felt her soft hot yielding flesh. My finger delved deeper into her wet canal.
I withdrew my finger and stared in amazement how the light shined off her juices that glistened in the sun beam that bathed us in natural warmth. I raised my finger to my nose to breathe in her fragrant womanly juices. I let my tongue and lips explore my finger as I wanted to remember this moment as long as I could. I became aware of sights and smells and taste as my senses heightened as the acknowledgement of my impending execution sunk in.
I told her to lay on my bed. I started with her toes, licking and sucking and tasting, with a heightened sense of awareness. Her skin was smooth and soft and silky as I kissed and licked my way up her thighs. My eyes took in the tiny down of blonde hairs that grew sparsely along her silken thighs.
I allowed myself a moment to breathe deeply of her scent before my lips and tongue explored every fold of her hot molten vagina. I spread her open and gazed at her engorged clit. The world stood still as I brought my lips to her pussy and pressed my tongue in between her slippery oozing wet vaginal lips.
My tongue delved deeply into her vaginal opening as I swirled my tongue inside her tasting and swallowing the sweet hot nectar that flowed from her enflamed swollen wet pussy.
I pressed my face against her cunt and coated my face with her warm sticky juices. I held my nose as close to her vaginal passage as possible and breathed with great deep breaths with my nostrils flooding my senses.
I gently and softly pulled upon her lips and kissed and licked each one and licked every fold and wrinkle of her delicate fragrant cunt that bloomed and opened to my kisses.
I listened to her long sighs of pleasure and watched her hips rise and fall in synch with her trembling breath.
I sought out and found her bl**d filled clitoris and I held her lips open as I sucked her clit into my mouth. I was relishing in her soft moans and the oh’s and ah’ s that escaped her lips. This was my moment of living vicariously through her warm breathing flesh.
As with the morning light I was to be beheaded and never again enjoy the earthly pleasures of the human flesh. I teased her clitoris with dainty tiny circling swirls of my tongue. My own vagina now demanded attention so I reached back and cupped myself and felt the hot sweet fluids of my swollen pussy leaking out of my tender vaginal canal.
I took my juices and smeared them into Elizabeth’s leaking cunt as my fingers slid deeply into her pussy she moaned out and I felt her pussy fluttering around my fingers. I renewed my flickering tongue swirling around her clit as her hips rose up to press her pussy against my tongue. Her pussy quivered and spasms began as her orgasm neared.
I flicked the tip of my tongue as fast as possible encouraging her orgasm to engulf her so I could drink the rivers of her flowing well as it ran hot and milky into my waiting mouth. Her searing juices flowed over my tongue and down my throat as waves of her heavenly nectar flowed from her burning hot pussy. I held her to my face as her orgasm subsided and her breath escaped her body in long deep sighs.
I raised my body up and pressed my pussy to hers and lay on her, the heat from our steaming pussies was intense enough for us to feel the imaginary flames licking up and out of our cunts. I sighed and moaned as I ground my pussy into hers. I rolled off of her though so I could now explore her soft pink tipped breast. I sucked and licked on her nipple then blew warm air across it to watch in wonderment as it grew hard and wrinkled.
I ran my sharp nails over her nipple and pinched it between my finger and thumb nail, just to watch her push up and arch her back. I was lost in total awe of the human body. I bit down sharply on her other nipple only to have her hold my head to her breast.
I whispered to her please remember me this way, as a sexual creature who’s life was taken by the blade of the executioners axe. She implored me to not talk of such things. I told her I would face death with pride and honor as only a forsaken queen could.
Though now I would explore the wonderment of her body to fill my mind with pleasant memories. I kissed and licked and bit and sucked on every inch of her breast. Her sighs of pleasure filled my ears with gladness. I rolled her over and pushed her hair to the side and looked at the soft smooth silken skin of her neck.
I ran my finger in a line across her neck causing a shiver to run up and down my spine as I marked an invisible line that only my eyes could see, where I imagined the axe would separate my head from my body. I tenderly kissed her neck and prayed that she never fell in ill favor with her treacherous king. My husband who so casually dismissed my life away as if his heart never held love for me.
I kissed and licked and once again nibbled and bit my way from her neck to her back and down her spine. When I reached the two globes of her rounded butt I again stared in wonderment at the beauty of her body.
The little downy hairs on her bottom were standing up as I kissed and licked and traced my finger around her butt. I pressed my face into the valley between her beautiful spherical globes and drew in deep breaths gathering her scent into my nose.
I licked just above her wet aromatic vagina and my tongue licked and my lips kissed and my teeth bit as I made my way to her slightly indented anal passage. I stared at it and pulled her cheeks apart watching her pink asshole splay open as I slowly separated her ass cheeks.
I wet her pungent butt hole with my tongue, then watching as my saliva glistened on her anus. I licked my finger and slowly slid it into her flowing wet pussy, I was fascinated as I watched her pussy open and then close around my finger as it slid in and out of her lubricated cunt.
I further wet my finger and made little circles around her anus and watched as it spastically twitched. I let a dollop of saliva drip onto her butt hole. I took my finger and slowly slid it into her puckered moist hole. I took my finger out and raised it to my nose and drank in the scent of her dank damp moist grotto.
I was in a dreamlike state as I pushed her anus apart with my tongue tasting the flavor of her forbidden dark moist hole. My tongue probed and licked and slid into her relaxing anal orifice.
Elizabeth’s hips and sculpted globes were rotating in tiny circles as her moans reached my ears. Such sweet beautiful moans escaped quietly from my chambermaid’s lips . I listened to the wet sounds of my tongue probing as deeply as possible into her . I added the sounds of my fingers sliding in and out of her hot wet pussy to the orchestrated sounds of the room.
My mind soaked in all of the earthy pleasurable sounds and flavors that permeated from her fragrant dripping pussy. Combined with the wet moist sounds of my tongue burrowing into her anus. I reached between my legs and my finger slid easily into my own soaking wet cunt that quivered as my finger sank into my pussy. I added a second finger into the hot depths of my slippery wet cunt.
Our breathing was coming fast and deep as we lost ourselves in the world of sexual ecstasy. Elizabeth begged me to let her please me as well. I told her I wanted to concentrate on her fragrant pussy and the deep ethereal scent of her dark moist asshole.
As I lay my head on the chopping block I would remember and breathe in the scent of my most loyal and beautiful servant.
Tears began to form in both our eyes as the thought of my impending and certain death was drawing nearer with each passing moment that drew the sun to rise. I told Elizabeth to summon a guard to my chambers before I was taken away to the tower to await my beheading.
The guard approached me and bowed deeply and kissed my hand. I told him to do his queen one last favor. He said of course your majesty. I told him to bring the chopping block to me as I wanted to practice standing tall and then kneeling and placing my head gracefully on the block where I would await the sharp heavy blade of the executioners broad axe to chop off my head.
He protested and I raised my hand and said do this one thing for me. As your final favor to your queen before she leaves this earth. He bowed and turned and walked out the door. Elizabeth held me tightly to her as I felt feint and once again I felt the warm trickle of piss flowing down from between my legs.
I smiled sheepishly at Elizabeth as she ran to get a sponge and wash and dry me and clean the puddle up from the floor. The guard returned with two knaves who were bearing the chopping block. I watched them carry it in and in my strongest voice I said place it by the window so I may gaze at the night sky.
I felt the knaves eyes on my naked body drinking in my upturned breast and my hardened nipples and the sparse patch of pubic hair covering my vagina. I called them to me. They kept their heads down as they approached me. I said raise your heads. Gaze upon your queen in all her naked glory.
They averted looking me in the eye yet I felt their stare burning into my naked flesh. I slowly spun like a dancer spinning around allowing them to see all of their beautiful naked queen. I stood with my legs spread apart so they could see the lips of my glistening wet pussy.
I asked them if they had ever felt a royal breast they said no so I invited them to cup my breast and suckle at my nipples. They greedily sucked and nibbled at my hard nipples. I asked if they had ever seen or felt the royal wet flesh of a queen’s pussy. There fingers were soon buried in my hot dripping cunt. I threw my head back and moaned out in pleasure.
I pulled away and I told them to let loose their trousers. I took their penises in my hand and slowly pumped the hard yet soft skin of their cocks I was determined to have a full head of memories to look back on as I lay my head on the chopping block. I took one then the other into my mouth and fondled their balls as I sucked on the head of their cocks coaxing out their hot sperm to fill my mouth so I could drink down their scalding hot sperm.
I was rewarded for my efforts as I felt hot sticky sperm flood my mouth as I drank it down relishing the flavor and texture of his sperm. I took the other in my mouth and slowly and lavishly made love to his cock with my lips and tongue.
I held his ass in my hands as I took his cock down my throat and fucked his hot hard cock with my lips and throat. He soon emptied his sperm deep down into my tummy as I slowly licked and sucked his cock clean.
I thanked them and dismissed them. My guard approached them and drew his sword and held it to the throat of one told them they would surely die if they ever told anyone what just happened. I turned to Elizabeth and said bring me the peasant shift I must wear tomorrow.
My guard started to leave I called to him and said please stay. I asked Elizabeth in a trembling voice if she would braid my hair so I could put it over my shoulder before I was beheaded.
My guard stood in silence. I could see the pity in his eyes and the deep sorrow as he looked at me. He spoke and said my queen if there was a way to save you by giving my life in exchange for yours I would gladly die for you. I quietly thanked him as tears began to run down my cheeks.
I inquired as to how much time I had until the sunrise. My guard told me I had 2 or 3 hours. I stood still as Elizabeth brushed my hair. Then braided it for me I stood in a fear induced trance as she put the peasant shift over my head and pulled it down over my body.
I looked in the mirror and tried to smile at myself. The peasant shift was transparent I guessed to further expose my body to the uproarious crowd that would await the fall of the axe that would see me beheaded.
I turned to my guard and asked what becomes of a head when a person is beheaded. Does it lay there on the block. Does it roll out into the crowd. My guard said my queen don’t bother yourself with such things.
Your chambermaid will be standing by to claim your head. I asked will I bleed like a butchered pig. Will spurts of deep red bl**d flow from my severed neck. Will I die instantly. Or will I feel the sharp blade as it chops off my head. I lifted my shift as I felt another stream of warm piss running down my legs. Elizabeth and my guard looked away to spare me the humiliation of seeing me pissing in fear.
I turned to Elizabeth as tears ran down my cheeks and asked her to make sure my head didn’t roll about. I didn’t want to suffer that indignity. I held my hand out to my guard and said lead me to the block please. We walked slowly across the room. I looked out the window at the night sky I took in the stars and moon. I closed my eyes and remembered Elizabeth’s smell and taste and smiled.
I stood still looking down at the block I called Elizabeth to me and told her to go lock my chamber door. She came back as I was kneeling down and putting my hair over my shoulder. I leaned down until I turned my head to the side and my head lay there in the formed carving where my head would rest until I was executed.
I asked Elizabeth to please lift my shift up and place it around my shoulders. I found my voice and asked my guard if there was another entrance to my chamber he said no your highness. I said good. are you expected anywhere at the moment. he said no. I said I’m going to ask my final request of you on this earth. I want you to enter me from behind and take me as I kneel here.
He protested and I said I am still your queen am I not. He said of course your majesty. I told him then please understand I want to feel a man in me pleasing me one last time. Now take me as I demand. He stood still then turned to remove his tunic and sword and belts and sat his shield down.
I felt his hands caress my thighs and slide over my ass cheeks then I heard him ask my lady may I take liberty of your majesty. I told him treat me as a common peasant. Do as you will with me, just please me. Let me feel a man’s hard cock in my pussy and let me feel him shooting his hot sticky sperm into my tight willing cunt one last time. We have 3 hours so please take your time.
I felt his hot hard cock at the entrance to my burning swollen wet pussy. I closed my eyes as he entered me. I let out soft sweet sighs and quiet moans of passion as his cock slid slowly yet f***efully into my gratified pussy. I knelt there quietly urging him on, to fuck me to fornicate with his queen.
To fill my cunt with his sweet hard cock. To take me as a common street whore to bruise my pussy. To fuck me with hard deep hurting thrust of his hot bl**d engorged cock. To slam his hard cock into the depths of my pussy to pound me into submission.
To fuck me with heated passion so when I lay my head on the chopping block. I’ll have this and my sweet Elizabeth’s memory as my last thought and vision as I take my last breath before my head is severed from my body by the executioners axe.
Tears were streaming down my face as I knew soon they would come for me to take me to the filthy tower to await my summons to my death. I opened my eyes and was happy to see the dark night sky. I knew my loyal guard had more time now to batter and ram my swollen pouting pussy with his manly cock. Elizabeth came and sat by me and I reached out and held her hand. She brought my hand to her lips and kissed it and told me she’d never forget me.
My guard was holding my hips and pounding and thrusting into my slippery wet pussy. I felt his balls slapping against my asshole as he pounded his cock into me with hard deep strokes. My chamber was filled with the sounds of my moans of pleasure and the sound of his thighs slapping my ass and the wet squishy sounds of my sopping wet pussy juice f***ed out of me by his driving thrust.
I implored my guard to batter and hurt me with his hard hot cock, then to slow down so I could feel his thick hard cock slowly inching into my creamy cunt. He leaned forward and whispered into my ear that he would stay with me and inside of me until the last moment when he would have to leave.
His leaving only meant he had to report to my evil king and my husband to come get me and lead me to my death. I looked over my shoulder with tear filled eyes and begged him to fuck me as long as he could and to shoot his steamy hot thick stringy sperm deep within my pussy to leave me full of his cum so my mind would hold the memory of this sweet battering bruising fuck and my body would hold his sperm.
I didn’t want to die and now I cried in earnest as I felt and heard his wonderful beautiful cock wetly sliding in and out of my dripping wet cunt. I concentrated on the sound of my pussy and his cock as it pierced the tender flesh of my burning hot creamy cunt. I begged him to fuck me slowly and to not cum yet I was imploring him to please fuck me longer to please keep fucking me I begged him not to spill his seed In me yet.
Elizabeth held my hand as he started blowing his breath out of his mouth and I heard him grunting and trying to hold back but his cock was pulsing and throbbing and he was pounding his engorged cock into my gripping wet quivering cunt.
I cried out no, no oh god please no, I don’t want to die I don’t want you to ever stop fucking me. I begged for time to stand still as jets of burning hot stringy gobs of sperm
splattered and sprayed the walls and depths of my desperately clutching pussy as my orgasm exploded as I felt his scalding hot sperm shooting out of his cock and filling me full of his hot sticky sperm.
I closed my eyes and felt the tears washing down my cheeks as I felt a warm familiar
liquid stream of urine once again washing down my legs as I looked at the gray morning sky and knew I had minutes maybe one hour at most before I was led to the tower to await the entourage of the king’s men to fetch me and the priest to pray for me as I was led in chains to the chopping block to lay my head upon it to die.
My guard left without a word as I knelt there with my head resting on the block as I felt his cum leaking out of my bruised and battered pussy.
Elizabeth helped me up on wobbly shaking legs. We hugged and kissed and looked into each others eyes and knew she would soon witness my beheading and collect my head to be delivered to the king
More than likely my head would be put on display on a stick in the village courtyard. I whispered please close my eyes if they open when I die.
Without a word Elizabeth walked away and returned with a chamber pot. I looked at her as if I didn’t understand. Then I realized why she brought me the chamber pot. I walked to it and gathered my shift about my waist and squat down and tried to empty my bowels so I wouldn’t suffer the indignity of evacuating my bowels as I lost my head to the axe.
I kissed her with a long deep passionate kiss as we heard the doors to my chambers being opened. I turned and straightened out my peasant shift as I waited for the men who entered my room to lead me away from my royal chamber. To the tower as the decree of my execution would be read aloud to the gathered crowd awaiting the thumbs up or thumbs down that would either free me or see me put to death.
I held my head high as possible as they e****ted me away to the tower. I had wonderful pleasant memories to close my eyes to when the time came as I knelt down and placed my head upon the chopping block as I was to be put to death by beheading.
When the tower door opened there stood my king and the husband who had ordered me to death by beheading. The smell of urine filled the room as I pissed myself once again. Fear momentarily filled my nostrils so I closed my eyes to the sweet smell and taste of Elizabeth’s aromatic pussy and pungent asshole. I thought of my guard’s hard punishing cock thrusting into my hot wet dripping pussy.
My husband lifted my face up by my chin and told me news that made my heart leap. He was not going to have my pretty head removed from my body. It was to be told I took my own life in my chamber by a dagger through my heart. I was to be dressed and banished into exile for the rest of my life.
I threw my arms around my king and wept joyful tears and knew he must have had love for me in his heart after all. I looked up into his face and he kissed me and said be gone you wicked wench before you mesmerize me.
My guard was assigned to take me and Elizabeth away to a far land. We would set sail by dark of the night. My pussy fluttered at the thought of living my life out with Elizabeth and my loyal and faithful guard who had persuaded the king to spare my life. .. Until next time…Mrs. X
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London was amazing - not because I made the Olympic team again. I actually expected to do that. Not because I won the silver in 1500 freestyle and 25k open water. Because in between them, Yvette and I made love for the first time. "I love you," she said. "I'm so proud of you. Come here." After that, I almost didn't make it to the next competition. I didn't want to let her go, didn't want to stop making love to her. If she hadn't finally pushed me out of the bed, I wouldn't have. We...
The sound of the surf was alternately soothing and disturbing, depending on the time of day and my mood at the moment. I found it restful in the afternoons, laying in the sun. But at nights when I was trying to sleep, the sound of the sea called in a way that would wake me over and over again in panic. If that wasn't enough, I dreamt several times of falling into a stone wall like it was mist, and being lost in a deep, endless bone-jarring hum and throb that sounded in my dreaming ears like...
Abbey I have two kings and two queen, I got to win this time. I wonder what that card says as I look at the ante card in the middle. Pam and Maggie have both drawn at three cards. Trish has only drawn one card. That should be a good sign. "I raise a Obedience card," I tell the women confidently. Hopefully they will just back out. "I'll see you," says Pam looking at the Obedience card. "I would raise you another card but I am not sure about those Double-Jeopardy cards," ponders...
PAM I can't believe how far I have sunk. I am actually disappointed only to taste my nephew's sperm and not to get a fresh shot down my throat. "Let's let Trish go and freshen up and change into her outfit," smiles Randy, "while you explain one of the games. As Pam leaves I hear Abbey yell with a little clap, "Let's do 'Dunking For Cherry's.'" Let's not. I am now starting to remember some of our games. What were we thinking of? "How do we play?" asks Randy. "It's easy,...
As Emma walked through the streets of Malibu, she contemplated on the luck she had in life. Blessed with amazing looks, a good pair of brains and an acting career to boot, she acknowledged the Watson genes hadn't been harsh on her. After the years she spent as Hermione Granger, she spent most of her time at the uni. The years thereafter she spent expanding not only her acting career, but her political and modelling career as well. But now, after a few years of intense working, she had decided...
FetishWednesday Afternoon Man that session with Mark was great. I feel so refreshed, so alive. I know what I am going to do to celebrate today; I am going to do some shopping. I need to get something flashier than what I normally wear. Something more fun. Maybe even some new undergarments. These cotton ones seem so itchy today. I think I'll buy myself a garter belt and stockings. I know I used to think those were so whorish ... but I also know Maggie wouldn't hesitate to wear them. Can't let...
Friday Evening Pam What should I wear tonight? How about that red skirt I bought yesterday, and the matching tank top. And those go-go boots, I don't know what I was thinking when I bought those, but they sure would make the outfit. It'll take a little getting used to walking on those four inch heels. Definitely wearing panties tonight. I still can't believe I was walking around without any yesterday afternoon. I am going to stick an extra pair in my purse just in case. I think black...
Sunday Night Narrative Pam, Abbey and Trish arrive in one car to Maggie's house. The three women can be seen approaching the house with their heads down and very quiet. They wear knee length coats despite the warm weather. Pam goes to knock on the door when Maggie opens it up from the inside. "Is Randy still here?" she asks. "No, I dropped him off at the movies," Maggie answers. "He has been dying to see some of the summer flicks so I bought him and his friends Joe, Rob, and Jake...
When we get back to Maggie's and come in the door, I see Maggie and Trish still licking clean the mess where Maggie was tied up. Abbey is just going over to where Trish had been tied up. I couldn't help but noticed they looked like dogs lapping up spilt juice off the floor with their asses in the air. I can tell Brad is deciding if he can get it up one more time as he looks at their rear ends. "Go help you sister Abbey," he directed me. I go over and start lapping at a puddle of sperm...
Pam What a year. So much has happened. We still live at the same house but our sleeping arrangements have changed. Randy, Trish, and I have moved into the master bedroom with Abbey and Maggie. It now has two king size beds which we keep pushed together. For the sake of looks, we still have most of our clothes and stuff in our own bedrooms and if Master decides to use just one of us, he takes us to one of the other bedrooms. We hung the posters we got Randy in the master bedroom. Master had...
Chapter 1:The Invitation"Oh look at that, we got an invite to Queen Aroma's annual festive party!"My gorgeous brunette queen Hannah tells me with a grin.She's standing in the kitchen, going through her mail as I'm knelt behind her, my head tucked away out of sight under her pink fluffy dressing gown, sniffing her delightful bare ass.It's early in the morning, a week before Christmas, and she's still not fully awake just yet, yawning as she sips her coffee, and places her invitation carefully...
Queen Ankhesentiti lay in her chambers one day, bored and wondering what she would do with her day. She got up off her luxurious bed and walked out onto the rooftop terrace overlooking her palace courtyard.She stood on the terrace, leaning on the stone railing as she looked out at the land she ruled. It was a fine land, rich with resources and wealth. She was quite content and her people were happy with her as their ruler. Queen Ankhesentiti was a fair and just ruler, benevolent to her people,...
SeductionYAVARA The first thing I noticed when I awoke, was the familiar warmth of hair atop my head. It was strange, but the most jarring part of being burned half to death was the feeling of cold air against my bald pate. The missing limbs and skin were somehow secondary, and so the recovery of those lost things came as a second realization to me. The third thing I noticed, was that I was in my room in the high tower of Castle Alkandra. The fourth thing I noticed, was that Leveria was hovering over...
Submitted on 11/29/08Within the palace of The Living Goddess Aishia hundreds of slaves were housed, born or conquest of war slaves. Being a tremendously wealthy young Lady, The Goddess Aishia has been waited upon all Her days by bought chattel. It is true to say She has never lifted a finger to perform a menial task in Her life all slaves worship Aishia. There has never been an attempt to escape; no day passes without number of slaves painfuly suffers ortortured to death for Queens pleasures,...
LEVERIA “…three, two, one!” Elena grunted, and with a heave, we tossed Sir Fraldias’s corpse down the spiraling staircase. It clanked and boomed as it disappeared into the stone blackness, then ended with a distant splash. “How are you going to explain it?” Elena asked, catching her breath. “I’m the queen of the Highlands; I don’t need to explain anything.” I smiled, wiping the blood off on my already-ruined night gown, “No one will question me about a missing knight, but a dead one at my...
Chapter Sixty-One YAVARA It took me months to fully heal from the wounds I suffered atop the tower. Even with the full expertise of the royal mages, my stomach and liver were permanently damaged, and my abdominal wall had to be held together with a stiff corset lest I develop a hernia. It made it damnably difficult to sleep, but at least my posture was always good. Headmaster Lucian assured me that it would only be a temporary measure, for he and his best mages were working diligently to...
YAVARA I had seen Elena naked hundreds of times. During our early teens I’d been horribly envious of her woman’s form, and I often admired it. I remember how she used to blush when she caught me staring, but she never attempted to hide herself. I knew why then, but I never said anything. Homosexuality was disgraced in Highland society, and I feared for her sake. Truth be told, I feared a little for my sake, for even at the age of thirteen, I’d felt an odd tingling when I gazed upon the...
YAVARA Elena was straddled across my hips. My buttocks conformed perfectly into the inner portions of her thighs, and her cock nestled comfortably between them, its underside running pleasantly across my pussy and anus, teasing the receptive nerves there. Her thumbs kneaded the knotted muscles of my back, turning them into gelatinous mush that flowed warmly beneath the flesh. Her hair tickled my face, as it was cast over one side of her head so that she could plant delicate kisses upon the...
PRESTIRA Yavara was in good spirits, having gotten the message this morning that both Brock and Elena were alive and well. From what little Zander had risked putting on the parchment, I gathered that he’d set plans in motion for finding a Froktora. I liked Brock, truly I did, and the Terdini were renowned for their strength and size, but they were just too small a clan. The Protaki were the largest tribe in The Pines, but even they paled in numbers compared to the hordes of The Tundra. The...
LEVERIA My father stared in disbelief at the enchanted mirror. King Dreus’ face stared back. “…I hope that we can come to a diplomatic solution here, Clartias.” Alfred Dreus said, “I have five-hundred-thousand beasts that reside in my city, and I cannot condone any aggression taken by you or your people.” “I can’t believe this.” Father sighed, collapsing into the chair, “My own daughter.” He’d remained silent as King Dreus recounted everything that had happened, from the failed rescue...
Chapter Seventeen ELENA The sound of morning birds chirping roused me. Destiny curled up closer to me in her sleep, murmuring softly. I relaxed in my position, savoring the feeling of her lying partially atop of me, her thigh pressed against my morning wood. A familiar hand caressed my cheek. I looked up to see two burning orange irises staring down at me. “Hi Elena.” Yavara giggled, “I see you made a new friend.” “Yavara!” I exclaimed. “Shh,” Yavara whispered, putting a finger to my...
Chapter Fifty-seven LEVERIA I took a deep breath, and my nostrils were filled with the smell of spent lust. Warm morning skin moistened in a dew of hormonal sweat, the subtle pungency of sexual fluids, and the tang of orifices that had not yet coalesced into their fleshy confines. Ah, what a wonderful miasma. My eyes fluttered open, and I sighed with contentment. The morning sun wasn’t yet up, but I felt no need to rise. The day would bring immeasurable bloodshed, and so I clung to the...
Chapter Twenty YAVARA I blasted through the roof the chieftain’s hut. I didn’t stop for their exclamations, nor to see their faces of wonder before I scorched through the sky. Prestira’s dying thoughts were echoing in my mind. They took her, she said, they took Elena! Stay with me! It’s too late. It’s all my fault; I did this. No! I thought, This was Leveria, not you! I killed Patricia, Prestira’s telepathic voice sobbed, I burned her alive. She screamed ‘why’ the whole...
ELENA I peered through the brush, the pine needles tickling my face. The morning sun cast speckled rays through the green canopy, and bathed my target in a golden aura. I supposed the man was beautiful. His face was chiseled with elegant features, his hair was a mess of blond, and his body was bronze and lean, toned to perfection. His ears came to points in the elven fashion, but his stature was more human. He lounged nakedly in the clearing, dipping his toes in the babbling stream and...
GORLOK The rising sun was red over the Highland Rift, casting the silhouettes of trebuchets and ballistae in a bloody hue. The morning was still, interrupted only by the annoyed cawing of a distant crow. To my left, the horde’s line stretched to the northern horizon. To my right, there was no one. The tundra grasslands gave way to pine trees, and the Highland Rift ascended into thousand-foot cliffs all the way to Castle Thorum and the Knife River. I sat atop Ginger, my prize warg, the beast...
Queen of Harvest Moon Part I: RICKY'S HALLOWEEN SURPRISE By Angel This story is about change. Yes, we all go through changes don't we? But how about changes that are brought about by others for a purpose you would not have anything to do with? SURPRISE! Unknown to you the changes have begun and there is no turning back. Halloween is one of the best times of the year for children, besides Christmas and birthdays, that is! Months before Halloween is to arrive the plan...
The opulent mansion was located several miles from the city on a rather remote wooded estate. Above ground it looked little different from that of any wealthy abode, an abundance of living, dining and recreation areas on the main floor with bedrooms galore on the second. It was the underground area however which set it apart. Ostensibly a wine cellar, there was the expected rack after rack of the finest from vineyards around the world. However a secret panel revealed a cavernous expanse more...
CRYSTAL The arrival of the Dark Queen had disrupted the equilibrium of the Gorge. Brock, already insecure about his position, was made even more so, and Master’s concerns about the intentions of her beloved had deepened. I could see the rift that was forming between Brock and Master, and indeed, the rift in Yavara’s own court. As of now, the greatest threat the two posed was to each other, for the division they sowed would pull at the Dark Queen, and paralyze her. The morally-flexible Zander...
Chapter Twenty-Six TITUS I’d always considered myself the foremost connoisseur of humanoid creatures on Tenvalia. I’d had every kind there was to have, and indeed, I’d developed something of a food pyramid to rank them. Yes, much like grades of meat in the butcher shop, there was a hierarchy when it came to quality of species. Bottom-shelf varieties included: orc, goblin, troll, and ogre. Orcs were too salty, goblins were too lean, trolls were too tough, and ogres were downright disgusting....
I asked for itI walked in , looked down the hall and there she was. Standing at the far end of the hallway in the doorway of her bedroom. She was dressed in black boots with six inch heels, fishnet stockings and the sexiest curve hugging black mini dress you can imagine. She had one hand on her hip and her other hand was sliding up and down her purple strap on cock - stroking it. I stopped dead in my tracks and looked up at her and when our eyes met she said “on your knees”. Yes mam I said as I...
ADRIANNA Riding a warg wasn’t anything like riding a horse. With a horse, I felt the power of the beast as it beat its hooves against the ground, springing me forward with each stride. With a warg, I didn’t even notice the ground it ran upon, for the warg didn’t beat the ground, but ripped through it, its massive paws tearing into the earth to create footholds for it to launch forward with each ferocious drive. The muscles on Sasha’s back rippled along me as I clung to her mane, and peered...
FIELD MARSHAL SHORDIAN I was groggy the next morning. Battle always took its toll the night afterward, when adrenaline and terror had eased from my body, and pain took up residence in their wake. I stepped from the citadel, and out onto the ruins of Mid Fort. Usually, I would have to take a few downward steps before crossing the threshold to the courtyard. Not today. The bodies were piled five-feet-high, and even higher along the walls. Thousands were dead in this small spot, no larger than...
ELENA “Oh fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck put me down, put me down!” I screamed, peeking over Yavara’s elbow at the thousands of feet of nothing between me and the ground. “Is that Castle Thorum off in the distance?” Yavara mused, “I think I see the Spearhead Mountains, but I can’t quite tell. Maybe we should go higher?” “I’ll kill you! I swear to god I’ll do it!” Yavara laughed, her black hair billowing in the wind. “You know, from this high up the landscape looks kind of curved, do you see...
ADRIANNA The woman’s name was ‘Hannah,’ and she was a scout in Esmerelda Giana’s rebellion. The force was made up primarily of women and the elderly, which had undoubtedly been laughable to the nobles of the Feractianas province when they’d first heard of it. They weren’t laughing anymore. Esmerelda’s army had swallowed entire swaths of the southern Highlands, moving untouched through estates that would’ve been armed to the teeth in peacetime. If the gentry of Feractianas had thought that an...
TITUS I shuffled over to Zander, every step a labor of agony. It had been two weeks since I’d sustained the wounds, but I still felt them acutely. Solar fire and Nadi wood were not things a vampire could simply recover from. It took the specialized training of the greatest wizard on Tenvalia just to get me walking again. He sat in his chair, smoking a pipe and staring out at the elven encampment three miles west. We were atop a hill, one of two hills in the entire Tundra, it seemed. The...