Immerse and indulge yourself in tales of sex and romance, set amid a backdrop of rich historical detail.
Mingle with the upper echelons of society at a Venetian masked ball, witness the gluttony and debauchery of ancient Rome, or experience the shocking scandal of a Victorian high-society love affair.
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Outside, the temperature had plummeted. 'Hello,' he says. 'Hello to you, dearie,' I say. He shuffles nervously on the spot. 'Are you coming in or not?' He removes his cap and scratches the back of his head. Bless him, I thought, but I can't be hanging abo...
'Scarlett and the Three Students' It was in the year 1891 that Scarlett Holmes and I spent a few days in the University town of Cambridge. What appeared to be a small adventure turned out to be yet another debauched affair that found myself and my adorabl...
Chapter Six. 'The Erotic Scandal In Bohemia' London, 1890. "I wonder what the woman is doing right now?" Emma Watson peered over the top of that day's edition of the Evening News and pondered the offcut remark. Opposite the petite English rose sat her par...
Scarlett and the Six Napoleons "So, Doctor Barnicott, pray to tell at what time in your life did your wife cease to love you, and at what hour this evening do you intend to make love to your mistress?" "What! But, this is preposterous! Who has told you ab...
Queen Samira, pampered and worshiped since birth, sighed in boredom. In a shallow bath the length of an entire commoner’s home, she leaned back near the edge. A servant clothed in little but a sheer cotton loincloth placed a plush cushion before her head...
'The Adventure Of The Red-Headed Sex League' London, 1888. Emma's Point Of View. "Have you ever had the good fortune to participate in a sex orgy, Watson?" My mouth gaped open like a fish out of water and I dropped that day's issue of the Times newspaper...
July 1794 The Revolutionary Tribunal handed down its verdict: "Celine Reseau, we find you guilty. The sentence shall be death by guillotine." The twenty-one-year-old seamstress had pled innocent of the charges of treason. With no right to an attorney, she...
Chapter Two. 'The Case Of The Speckled Penis' London 1887. Scarlett's Point Of View. My heart was gladdened to have the adorable little fuck bunny Emma Watson in my untidy bed once more. In response to my invitation to my humble London lodgings at 227B Ba...
'The Singular Case Of The Stolen Dildo.' London, 1887 Doctor Emma Watson gazed out of one of the two windows of 227B Baker Street on another foggy day in London Town. She surveyed the busy scene of horse-drawn two-wheeled Hansom cabs and members of the pu...
It was a snarl that would make the toughest cower. My fascination with her appearance is now a blood-chilling panic. “Open your bag,” she growled. Fuck. Fixated on the safety pin through her nose and frozen to the spot, she peered in. The jangling guitar...
Summer Blossom, one of the few Cherokee women left in the territory, looked as splendid as the mountains at dawn hunched over the barrel, her sack dress pulled up over her ass. Martin couldn’t understand half of what she’d been screaming as he fucked her...
Gaius Ossia relieved himself off the side of the boat. Looking out to sea, he spied the coastal town of Tarraco approaching. The sun was hot, just past midday in fact. The three-day voyage from Rome was near an end. This time the next day, they would have...
It had been a long three months for nineteen-year-old Private Walter Houston, after landing in one of the later waves at Normandy in June 1944 he had been fighting on and off through the hedgerows of rural France and they were finally in Paris. The war wa...
One week was a long time to wait, and by the time Dr. Roland was due to come around again, Elizabeth was well past the limit of her endurance. Already, her life was miserable enough dealing with just the limitations of her sex. Combined now with the addit...
Elizabeth Pavlov Dryden was in a terrible, rotten, no-good mood today, and nobody, not even her mother, could convince her otherwise. Especially her mother, who right now was the last person that she wanted to see. Outside her bedroom window, the first go...
