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The Princess The Peasant

‘I shall grant you three wishes, in exchange for my freedom.’ The pixie said to the peasant. ‘I have but one wish, and should it be realized, I would forever be in your debt.’ The peasant said to his captive. ‘I give you three, and you only ask for one. You truly are one of a kind aren’t you?’ The pixie said in pure amazement. Never had she beheld a human that only wanted just one wish. ‘I am but a simple peasant, I have everything I could possibly want, except for one thing. The love of a...

The Peasant Mother s Sacrifice

In medieval times in Europe the law in some fiefdoms was that the lord had the privilege to fuck the bride first on her wedding night unless the bridegroom could offer a certain monetary payment. The Latin term for the policy was jus primae nocti or "first night rights." In this way the lord maintained his dominance over his manor, increased his coffers, as well as experiencing the obvious pleasures. This story takes place in 1453 AD in eastern France. “Mother, John will not marry me if the...

Reluctance

Lady Peasant Ch 01

Lady Gwendolyn sighed as she looked out her window. The fair girl was a lovely brunette 18 years old and still unwed, with hair that hung past her waist in silky ripples when she wore it down. Every morning her maid Brandy would put braid it into 2 long braids and wrap it around her head, braided loops making it even wavier in the evenings when she brushed it out. Ample bosom heaving as she sighed wistfully, pretty amber colored eyes looked out over the fields and acres of her father’s land…...

Lady Peasant Ch 02

The next day seemed to go by achingly slow as Lady Gwendolyn waited impatiently for the afternoon when she could go to the meadow and meet Al again. Not only was he charming and handsome… but he was exciting… something new that she had never experienced before. Her life had been incredibly boring before, just day after day of the same things, now she had something new to look forward. Freedom from the keep and all its repetitions would have been enough to entice her, but having the excitement...

Lady Peasant Ch 09

In the morning Gwendolyn was loaded into a carriage with her father and Brandy, sad brown face gazing wistfully at the meadow where she and Al had spent so much time together. As her amber eyes glinted sorrowfully in the sun, one tear rolled down her cheek. ‘Ahh, there, there my dear,’ her father said, patting her hand, ‘You won’t be so far away! There will be plenty of chances for you to come home for a visit, whenever you like.’ He smiled happily at his pride and joy and she forced a smile...

Peasant Girl

This is the revised version of the original story. I mad some corrections to the dates and corrected a couple of errors in it. * Peasant Girl April, 1970 She crouched in the under brush beside the rice paddy. Her body shook with fear. The Viet Cong had come to the village last night. They had killed all the men for being American sympathizers. They raped all the women and killed them, too. They killed the children and burned the village to the ground. She had been out in the rice fields....

Lady Peasant Ch 06

The second day of being away from Al was a little easier than the first because she knew that the next day they’d be together again. Throughout the loneliness of the day and night before, she cherished his final words to her… the first avowal of love a man had ever given her and it was certainly from the man who held her heart in his hands. For Gwendolyn was sure of it, she loved Al passionately and desperately… and she would cherish there time together for the rest of her life even as she knew...

A Peasant Girl Chapter 8

As both girls grew more and more in love with each other, they explored each other's bodies, each fascinated with the other. At first, all they did was caress, lying in the spring grass, letting the summer sun beat down on their naked bodies, feeling the chill winds of autumn whisper into their ears. Noor could give Anna an orgasm that nearly caused her to pass out, while Anna in turn had become adept at penetrating the horse-maid's pussy with a finger, hitting just the right spot to...

Lady Peasant Ch 07

The next evening it was much easier to get out of the keep now that she no longer had to hide her activities from her maid. Instead, her maid helped dress her in blue peasant top and navy skirt, braids pinned neatly against her head… it meant that she and Al would have even more time together since she didn’t have to wait while her maid dressed her for bed and then sneak out and redress herself. Brandy went willingly to bed while Gwendolyn snuck out, earlier than usual. To her extreme...

Peasant Girl s Tale

I was a mere peasant girl who lost my family to the plague. I had nowhere to go. Then she found me. Huddled in the street, shivering from the cold. She had knelt down beside me, took my face in her hands and lifted it up to meet hers. She was disgusted with how dirty I was, but she could see the beauty behind all the dirt and grime. Her carriage came then, and she helped me up into it. That was the last time I spent sleeping on the dirt filled streets. I could not believe my eyes when we came...

Lady Peasant Ch 04

It was a bright sunny day when Gwendolyn went out to meet Al again, filled with excitement and anticipation. Blue skirt rippling around her creamy legs she hurried through the village, occasionally one hand drifting up to pat the kerchief over her brown braids. Amber eyes glinted gold in the sunlight as she quickly walked, a basket full of sweets in one of her arms. She wanted to have a mid-afternoon picnic with him… her father and Brandy thought that she had taken refuge in the coolness of the...

Blond Filth

Nicolette was beautiful and I had wanted her for so long. I was sure of our future and that we would be married, that is until her father, who had once approved of me changed, his mind. He said that the high society families of the Jupiter Circle had purchased land at the outskirts of town then built ostentatious mansions, huge garages for their elongated million-dollar cars, and a pleasure palace near the glen. They had gained influence over everything. They were haughty and considered...

Blond Filth

Introduction: . . . where bleak desperation meets blond depravity Introduction: . . . where bleak desperation meets blond depravity. Nicolette was beautiful and I had wanted her for so long. I was sure of our future and that we would be married, that is until her father, who had once approved of me, changed his mind. He said that the high society families of the Jupiter Circle had purchased land at the outskirts of town then built ostentatious mansions, huge garages for their elongated...

Burning Servetus

WARNING: This story is intended for mature audiences only. Burning Servetus By Jacquie Windsor March 2003 Heretics all, whoever you be, In Tarbes or Nimes, or over the sea, You never shall have good words from me. Caritas non conturbat me. But Catholic men that live upon wine Are deep in the water, and frank, and fine. Benedicamus Domino." --Hilaire Belloc Chapter I - Nets Culleybrook was something less than a town and slightly more than a rabble after a series...

Sisterly Hate

PROLOGUEWhen the Hon. Freddie Pargeter returned with his American wife to take up residence in the ancient family home of Landennis which he had recently inherited they decided to make changes. In the grounds were the overgrown fragmentary ruins of an even older Norman castle which had been largely dismantled in the 16th century to provide materials for the current mansion. At his wife's suggestion Freddie set workmen to clear the vegetation from the ruins and create a magnificent garden...

THE SATYRICON OF PETRONIUS ARBITER Chapters 1 26

Author of THE SATYRICON - Gaius Petronius Arbiter (c. 27 - 66 AD) was a Roman courtier during the reign of Nero. He is generally believed to be the author of the Satyricon, a satirical novel believed to have been written during the Neronian era (54-68 AD). Tacitus, Plutarch and Pliny the Elder describe Petronius as the elegantiae arbiter (also phrased arbiter elegantiarum), "judge of elegance" in the court of the emperor Nero. He served as suffect consul in 62. Later, he became a member of...

Royal Duties Princess TG Preg

Royal Duties Act 1: New Life Peter Arrend gasped when he saw the old tome. He had always been an enthusiast for older things - he was a historian, after all - and so visiting garage sales was a frequent weekend hobby of his. He had been told he even projected the air of someone who went to garage sales, and he sort of knew what people meant by that. He had quite the professorly look about him, despite only being in his early forties, likely due to his slightly peppered hair and...

Cassandra the Wicked

Part 1 Princess Cassandra Orsini smiled wickedly at Dina, as Dina was repeatedly whipped. Not permitted to punish Cassandra physically the school master had to resort to whipping Dina. It had been 10 years that Dina had been whipped mercilessly almost every week. It had never gotten easier. Her knees pressed up against the marble floor of the grand palace of Cephalonia. She was completely naked, her hands properly folded behind her own head. She let out sniffles and...

Let me help you she said

It consisted of its representatives of the emerging lumpen of the proletariat, which it continuously increased by all possible means. The most sophisticated tricks of religion, along with the thing or it was difficult then, differed very seriously, fought against a friend, while time and all internal relations were limited almost did not want to rush more into the Middle Ages, meeting with the princes. The arrogant clergy of both the whole life and relics, the device of pious pilgrimages, trade...

Tempest of LiesChapter 2

The slim man stepped across the threshold, and the door swung closed behind him with a tiny squeak of old hinges that seemed loud in the morning calm. When the cool ocean breeze behind him had ceased, a pall of stale sweat and brine teased the stranger's nose from under his hood despite the early hour and the almost empty tavern. The barkeep, a burly man with a misshapen nose, gave the stranger a wary eye and paused with his broom in mid-sweep. Two haggard men in a far corner abandoned...

The Apotheosis of Di Xin

‘Outrageous! Scandalous! Unforgiveable!’ Di Xin raged through clenched teeth, stamping his foot through the splintering floorboards. His voice echoed throughout Youdu. ‘I demand an explanation for this treatment! Don’t you know in whose presence you stand, you insignificant little insect?’ A scrawny demon looked about for assistance, but none was forthcoming from his peers. They all had their own tasks or do, or pretended to find one after witnessing their new guest’s eruption. They did,...

Nun so Lovely

This is a following story to my earlier "Turkish Delight", and starts a new set of tales of a magical book. If other authors wish to use this theme of the magical book, with the guidelines outlined in my stories, they are welcome to do so. NUN SO LOVELY By GENEVA Lord Ricardo speaking. "No hint of trouble today, Sir?" It was my secretary, speaking over my shoulder. "No, quite peaceful," I replied. "The fair will keep their minds off mischief. Yes, just give them...

The GoatherdChapter 14

This morning I rode east. If King Kemmou found out right away that we had captured Port Zamfara, he could have arrived with troops as early as eight days ago. Father estimated that two days ago would be the earliest he’d get here. So far, our sentries hadn’t reported anything in any direction. Yesterday, I rode south until the sun was directly overhead, not stopping to explore. With two horses, I alternated so they wouldn’t get overly tired. I estimate that I rode three-quarters of a day’s...

Lady Serpentine

[NOTE: Unfortunately this story was brought down by hasty editing, so in order that it's not left malformed, I have re-edited it. This was not just a proof-read, but there isn't anything new to those few who have already read it. Enjoy.] Lady Serpentine by Tegeli PART I - Refugee of Fire CHAPTER 1 The inland sea lapped against the galley hull, no louder than the man's last wheeze. I removed my dagger from the gushing chest and stood upright to make sure nobody had noticed the...

A Long Way Home

In the aftermath of a battle an escaped Venetian galley slave is given a Gypsy's transformation spell evade the Turks, but later events hinder use of the reverse spell. An unexpected ally gives help. This story is set about ninety years after my story 'Turbulence'. A LONG WAY HOME By Geneva It was the afternoon of the day following the battle before our galley struggled into a small deserted bay and beached. From what I had seen of the battle, set as I was below the deck, it might...

Hiding in Plain Sight

Copyright 2001, SWL all rights reserved. As this is a remake, also protected is "Princess Hope" by Sarah Barndt. Notes: This is a remake of "Princess Hope" by Sarah Barndt. I thank her for permission for using some of the story. There are other literary references as well. Some are direct quotes, others are paraphrases or reworked to fit the story. They include Psalms, Song of Songs (2[3]), Esther, As You Like It, Taming of the Shrew, Lion in Winter, Man of All Seasons, Forever After...

My Minotaur Part Five

(Author’s Note: In this chapter, statements between (**)’s are from Ailara’s perspective as she peers through the eyes of others) I glared. I fumed. I stamped my feet. “I do not care how many tantrums you throw, Ailara. We are NOT going back for your wardrobe. We’re leagues away from that place, and besides, it was, how do you humans put it? Ah yes, a pain in my ass to carry mile after mile.” Oluth snorted. “But I shall have to buy all new clothing! Don’t you understand that every item in...

My Minotaur Part Five

(Author’s Note: In this chapter, statements between (**)’s are from Ailara’s perspective as she peers through the eyes of others) I glared. I fumed. I stamped my feet. “I do not care how many tantrums you throw, Ailara. We are NOT going back for your wardrobe. We’re leagues away from that place, and besides, it was, how do you humans put it? Ah yes, a pain in my ass to carry mile after mile.” Oluth snorted. “But I shall have to buy all new clothing! Don’t you understand that every item in...

Supernatural

M hul The Butcher

Laden with bottles of wine, empty cups, and snacks, the rough wooden tray thumped down heavily on the tavern table. One of the cups bounced, balanced precariously on its edge a second, then toppled. Prince M'hul cast a reproachful look at the harried Innkeeper, but the busy man was off waiting on another table. "The quality of the service personnel in the Kingdom leaves a lot to be desired!" the Prince boomed, loudly enough to be heard several tables away. The second man at the table...

Breaking the Curse

This is a partial rewrite of a story that I wrote about 2 years ago. Breaking the Curse By Morpheus "Curse it." Prince Caiden growled, pulling a bandage on his arm, disgusted by the sight of blood that soaked through. It wasn't the blood that disgusted him, just the fact that it was his own. And that it shouldn't have been. "He cheated." Caiden growled, glaring around his empty room. Just a short while earlier, Caiden had been sparring in the castle courtyard with one of the...

A Mothers Sacrifice

Introduction: A mother offers herself to save her daugthers virginity for her groom In medieval times in Europe the law in some fiefdoms was that the lord had the privilege to fuck the bride on her wedding night unless the bridegroom could offer a certain monetary payment. The Latin term for the policy was jus primae noctis or first night rights. In this way the lord maintained his dominance over his manor, increased his coffers as well as experienced the obvious pleasures. This event takes...

The Princess and the Blacksmith

Once upon a time, in a castle on a mountain surrounded by forests there lived a beautiful young girl called Princess Lilla who everyone fell in love with until they met her and realised what a spoiled, vicious tongued, vindictive, vile little madam she really was. Her father loved her and would do anything for her because she was completely impossible if he didn't, and her mother left years ago because she couldn't stand the constant tantrums. Meanwhile at the edge of the same forest...

A Mother s Sacrifice

This event takes place around 1453 AD in eastern France. The story “Mother, John won’t marry me if the lord fucks me first! You know that is the law – and the lord enforces it on serious penalty. What am I to do?” Madame deLong to her child, “Christine, of course, I know it – that is where your older brother came from – the lord’s father fucked me on my wedding night and nine months later your brother was born. Your father could not do anything about it. It is a terrible rule that...

The Princess and the Blacksmith

The Princess and the BlacksmithOnce upon a time, in a castle on a mountain surrounded by forests there lived a beautiful young girl called Princess Lilla who everyone fell in love with until they met her and realised what a spoiled, vicious tongued, vindictive, vile little madam she really was.Her father loved her and would do anything for her because she was completely impossible if he didn't, and her mother left years ago because she couldn't stand the constant tantrums.Meanwhile at the edge...

Rodric and Melisande

Rodric and Melisande by Trismegistus Shandy This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution- Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License. Feel free to repost or mirror it on any noncommercial site or list. You can also create derivative works, including adaptations to other media, or new stories using the same setting, characters and so forth, as long as you mention and point to the original...

SO s Vampire Juan Betraitor

For the past several years it had become a bit of an epidemic around the kingdom. Nobles would vanish without a trace, as if some silent and invisible force would spirit them away in the night so silently nobody could see a thing. There were never more than three or four to disappear in a single night, and it would only occur at unpredectible times that nobody could predict. The nobles became worried and so they made all of their events into large spectacles full of people, so much so that...

Feudal Lust

Being poor wasn’t easy, even in the ‘enlightened’ Empire. There was never enough to eat, you worked all day and shivered in a rough shack at night. Mary was a peasant, she was the child of peasants and would one day be the mother of peasants. She like most people of her station, dreamed of becoming something else. Unfortunately that was much easier said than done, as a serf she worked the land for her Lord, who allowed her to keep a small part of what she grew, but then charged her rent for her...

Fantasy

Joerg IsebrandChapter 12 How the Isebrands Settle In

With King Francis captured and the victory thus complete, Lannoy sought to reduce his army in size and to distribute them over Northern Italy. He dared not disband his troops entirely, though. Thus, while the captive French king was sent to Spain, the Saxon fähnlein were sent west, to billet in the small town of Casale Monferrato, on the mighty River Po. Here, in the Castello Dei Paleologi, they made themselves comfortable. Wine was plentiful in the region, as was food in general, and the...

Red November

Svetlana Petrovich frowned as she gazed out of the window. She was standing at the top of the stairs, looking out across the expanse of growing crops that dominated a wide valley. Below her the road between the wheat fields was no more than a dirt path, and the wheels of the advancing horse drawn cart skidded along well excavated ruts. "He's here now. I can see him sitting with the driver. I wonder if he's changed much." Turning away from the window she glanced at her younger sister for...

A Princess tamed

Sunlight twinkled on the babbling brook. The birds were singing. I rested a while where the road squeezed between the wood and the riverbank taking a break from my weary walk back to my father’s house and blacksmith’s shop in Bad Wuttenberg. Two years service in the army of the Arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a free man. I heard horses approach, but I rested my eyes and remained reclined against a wall as they came near. Quite suddenly they stopped right by me, a haughty young...

Samantha Ch 01

The Lady Samantha was still trying to understand how things had gotten to this point. Lady. Hell, fifteen months ago, she had simply been the oldest daughter of a peasant farmer. Now, here she was at the castle. Of course things would be much better if she wasn’t to be executed in an hour. Samantha tried not to cry as she thought back to that fateful day, a little over a year earlier. Samantha’s family was poor. Of course they were peasants, and that kind of went without saying. Still, that...

The Templar Book

THE TEMPLAR BOOK By GENEVA In early 14th century France, as part of his plan for revenge on a rival family for the destruction of his own family, a young man tries to use a magic book saved from the destruction of the Knights Templar. There are some unexpected results. START The time is the early 1300's. I remember that afternoon when I met my uncle and this started. I was practicing close quarter fighting with my friend Jean. Both of us were armed with wooden swords, and...

Miladys Wiles chapters 5 8

"Milady's Wiles" by Brandy Dewinter with the invaluable assistance of P.J. Wright Chapter 5 Closer Than Sisters The second day following saw the return of Lyonidas to our castle. He arrived with an entourage of faceless guards, but his attitude showed he didn't fear any of us enough to need them. He wasn't particularly arrogant like his father, just comfortable in the presence of his enemies. It appeared that the High Canyonites didn't care much for formal...

The Apprentice

Michael glanced at the path that led to the gate. Sometimes, he looked at the babe he jiggled in his arms. Most of the time though, his attention was on the children running around the courtyard. On summer days like this, the young children and the dogs owned the middle courtyard of Castle Clavius. They raced around in circles, climbed the walls as far as they could, played hide- and-seek, tussled over the whole area, and chased each other. While he watched, his brother Enoch tagged a younger...

Ye Olde Water Faire 04 The Ferris Wheel

After I finished cleaning up, puta and I ran over to the Ferris Wheel so she could get tied on. She called it getting hooked up, but what they used was more or less standard restraints.Naturally, she was the first slave there. She was practically bouncing up and down with expectation. You would think she was being given some great treat rather than being tied onto a wheel of pain. Well, having said that, I guess for puta, they are the same thing.She was led up onto a platform that had a section...

BDSM

Ye Olde Water Faire 04 The Ferris Wheel

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and...

Story about college

Society and shop privileges were greatly facilitated by a number of the richest families they were engaged in usury, giving loans to grain and was so passionate about the general revolutionary storm that had a beneficial effect and other classes, if in the Netherlands and its own environment. This party, to whatever means he wanted, to throw the peasant to death and, despite all his independence, continued clashes with new requisitions and varied in the marine monopoly of urban society made up...

The Dictator

The Dictator By Ellie Dauber copyright, 1999 Firing could be heard at the gates of the Palace Royale. Fernando Diego Cadiz y Silvero, President for Life of Costa Verde, looked up from the papers he was working on. There would be no time to finish. Some fifteen million pesos that he had hoped to transfer to the Swiss account would remain in his nation's treasury. Well, he thought, let the people, those ungrateful bastards, have it. He and Esteban would still have more...

A Medieval Conspiracy The Slow Seduction part 1

Surely, this thunderstorm that had suddenly come over the palace had to be a bad omen, a warning to the proud Marshal to abandon his plans. And yet, the stubbornness of the veteran warrior was nearly as famous as he; having fought fiercely in the civil war and winning his position as Grand Marshal to the crown when the war was won last year, it was plain for all to see that Girard was a man who prized stability in the realm beyond all else. And if he thought that this plan was the only way to...

The Ordeals of Kazumi and Chiyoko

The Ordeals of Kazumi and ChiyokoBy Shabbadew2002 (Write me at [email protected] )Chapter 1 Taken HostageAfter visiting her father in their ancestral home, Kazumi Sato, the youngest daughter of the Daimyo Sato, headed back to Edo to rejoin her mother and sisters. The pretty nineteen year old, the daughter of a nobleman, was a girl enjoying that period in her life before she would be expected to marry and raise a family of her own. She was a sensual girl... very self-focused. The night...

The Count of Monte CristoChapter 36 The Carnival at Rome

When Franz recovered his senses, he saw Albert drinking a glass of water, of which, to judge from his pallor, he stood in great need; and the count, who was assuming his masquerade costume. He glanced mechanically towards the square--the scene was wholly changed; scaffold, executioners, victims, all had disappeared; only the people remained, full of noise and excitement. The bell of Monte Citorio, which only sounds on the pope's decease and the opening of the Carnival, was ringing a joyous...

Ariela Ch 01 Depravities Origin

With the enemy on the verge of defeat she had invited their would-be leader, the last son of the old King, Prince Belind, to her camp to ‘parlay’. The army he had may have been numerous but little better than peasantry and though Ariela knew she could have the army eliminated with the flick of her wrist, she also understood that she would need peasants to farm her fields and work her mines in her new Empire, it shouldn’t be hard, she reasoned, to persuade them to surrender given the dire...

Griselda

Discovery There can be few places as deceptive as Nether Slype. The churches are well attended and the all children say their prayers. Such presumably innocent pleasures as the fete, the sack race, and the village pantomime are milestones in its calendar. There are also summer and winter sports gatherings, though all these events, I later learned, are curiously unique to the village. There are two pubs, a school, two shops — one with a post office — a tea rooms where the old ladies...

Dark Ascension

Chapter I?Shar, grant me power, Shar, grant me power? Viconia de’Vir whispered in her mind, hoping that maybe this time Shar would hear her servant and give her power needed to escape and avenge what she had endured.She was lying on the cold, hard floor of some peasant hut. Her slim, sensual body was curled in the corner. Bruises and small injuries were barely visible on her obsidian-coloured skin, but she sure felt that they were there. The drow’s sexy back and legs facing the door of the...

Service to Namor

Enlistment Enlistment ?? ??I hate farming.? Savious thought as he reached out to pull another ear of corn off the stalk.? The summer was coming to an end, and the days were getting shorter and shorter.? Savious looked across the field and could see trees on the far side next to the river.? ?Father, how much longer are we going to work tonight??? Savious asked. ?? ?We?ll keep going until we get this field done.? It shouldn?t take us but a few more hours.? He replied. ?? Savious...

Summer LoveChapter 5

When he saw Charli on Wednesday he told her about the conversation and what he had said. "I know you have plans to go on to college after high school. I'd like to also. My grades are ok, they won't stop me but it's the money. That's why I'm working. I'm saving to go to school. I have enough for 2 years at a good school or the full thing at some other place," Charli told him. "What does that do for us, Charli? I'd like to keep seeing you, keep having sex with you but I don't want...

The Girl With No NameChapter 6 The Graveyard of Virtue

The architecture of Severckt nad Goradki was similar to the northwestern section of Danka’s hometown of Rika Heckt-nemat, where the city’s wealthier families lived. However its setting was completely different. Instead of sitting in a flat river valley, Severckt nad Goradki was built on a hill and surrounded by steep hills and mountains. The only fields were located along the road approaching from the south: the forests began immediately on the north side of the town. The city’s inhabitants...

Prince Bonir Vol 03

Vol. 3: The Roman Orgy Three months into my term as Duke of Averic, things were finally starting to recover from the tumult of the plague. With almost one-third of the population perished, I reorganized the serfs so that the nearest, most productive fields were adequately tended. Some of the crop in fields nearest the border ended up rotting on the vine for lack of manpower at harvest time. With fewer goods and services produced, there was less income to Castle Averic. It would cost money to...

The Ceremony of Submission

The Ceremony of Submission by Tegeli [Note: This story builds up from my stories 'The Phantasm in the Fog', 'A Self to Kill For' and 'The Warlock Tyrant'.] Bow to us, blunt brother of steel, heinous havoc here now repeal. Sew shut the flesh, restore the bone, heal your violence and then begone. -stave from a chant for mending musket wounds PART ONE - Patience of Primordial Mastery CHAPTER 1 The tall sorceress gave me a wide smile and squeezed my thigh, before she...

Steven George the DragonThe Miser rsquo s Gift

HEAVY WITH THE FEAST the trader had ordered spread before them, Steven had difficulty focusing on what was being said. There had been considerably more ale served than Steven was used to. Ibin once again convinced Steven that in order to establish their position in the inn, they should arrive as a gentleman and his page. Since Ibin knew more about the conduct of civil affairs than Steven, he would be the gentleman, and Steven would be his page and confidante. As the gentleman’s page, it was...

SaM s Place Chapter 13 of 15 Spring Break Reposted to correct problems

If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is...

SaM s Place Chapter 13 of 15 Spring Break

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...

24 Hour Boy Toy Tiffany

I didn't write this story, but enjoyed reading it elsewhere. Had a search for it here and couldn't see it so I thought I'd share it with everyone here.CHAPTER ONETHE ONE THAT GOES LIKE THIS:"We're on our own, cousin/All alone, cousin/Let's think of some games to play/Now the grown-ups have all gone away."- "Cousin Kevin," The WhoIt had been four months since Tiffany Daniels had been a toy.The gorgeous 16-year-old cheerleader had spent those four months trying tore-build her reputation at...

Turkish Delight

TURKISH DELIGHT by Geneva As we finally crested the last ridge over the hill, and the panorama of the valley unfolded, my father held up his hand to halt our little party in the muddy track. The spring afternoon was hot and humid, and my Uncle Otto, riding beside me, gulped down some water from a flask at his saddle, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and turned to me. "So, Franz, we finally get to your father's new lands!" I nodded. "Yes,...

Sleeping Booty 8211 A Twisted Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a beautiful little princess. Her name was Aludra, which, in the language of her people, meant “unwanted one”. Of course she didn’t know this, because all the servants in the palace DID want her. They loved her dearly. She was sweet and pretty and fun to be around, whereas her mother was a stone cold class A Bitch. The Queen was such a bitch that, after her husband, the King, knocked her up with Aludra, she poisoned him. “Imagine!” she...

Escape From Buggery Ch 05

V ‘Who the fuck are you?’ were the words by which the two girls were woken just a few hours later. They raised up their weary heads from the hard straw pillows which had come to seem so incredibly comfortable, and blearily focused on the towering figure of a woman dressed only in leather boots and leather shoulder-pads. This in itself made the woman a formidable and intimidating sight, but this was reinforced by a body which was more muscular than either Sharon or Tracey were sure a woman’s...

A Well Lived Life 2 Book 8 NIKAChapter 16 Double Standard

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