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In the Seraglio: part five

Enter Jess

Calliope explained that there had been a fresh influx of slaves at the market, and that she liked to choose those for the Seraglio; she suggested that I might enjoy the trip, saying it would be a treat. Since arriving in Istanbul, I had not left the Topkapi Palace. As it was the size of the village I had spent my life in, plus some, that was not quite the hardship it might have seemed. It...Read On

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In the Seraglio: part four

As she liked it

The story soon got around. Rahab had not satisfied the Sultan. The Circassians looked smug, not least at Svetlana. The other wives reacted more kindly, on the whole. Those who were members of the play-group were sweetest. As zero challenge to any of them, but not banished by the Sultan, I was accepted as different. That Calliope obviously favoured me, did me no harm, either. I told her what...Read On

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In the Seraglio: Part Three

In the Chamber of the Padishah.

He looked at me. Best strike now, I thought, so I filled the silence. ’You know the Rus are meditating rebellion, and if their gold prevails with the Khan, is this the time to provoke him, Majesty. I would not have you suffer the fate of Harold the Saxon Padishah.’ He looked at me and laughed out loud. ’And who is this Harold that I should be mindful of him?’ ’It is a tale I have...Read On

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Hot and Heavy Hazing

Sorority girls get called out for their lesbian tendencies

“Alright you fucking sluts,” boomed the sorority president, Jess, “we’re gonna find out which of you whores are fuckin dykes!” Jess continued with instructions. Each girl was to sit on a paper towel naked and watch 10 minutes of lesbian porn. Anyone with a wet towel would be severely punished. Katie was bisexual (although somewhat in denial about it), and had not yet come out to...Read On

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In the Seraglio: part two

Prepared for the Sultan

The Sultan may have been master of all he surveyed, but he did not survey his own Seraglio. There his mother held sway. Fortunately she had taken a liking to me, and called me her poppet. She sort of reminded me of my Momma and so I liked her. I was not blind to the advantages that might come from being her favourite. She hated the Circassians. I soon understood why. Her husband, Sultan...Read On

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In the Seraglio: Part One

The journey to Byzantium.

The came for me when I was sixteen. That makes it sound dramatic. It wasn't. Rabbi Glickstein had prepared me. Poppa could not spare Rebekah. Tall and full-breasted, the Khan had his eye on her. She was seventeen. She was our family's promise of a better future. I was the runt of the litter. Poppa always complained that it was a trial that he should have such a daughter. I was just under...Read On

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Lesbian Magic Part Two

Sarah played a seductive game with lesbians but can she survive it?

Sarah felt herself being pulled away from her friends into another room. She didn’t know why she went so easily but a strange voice inside of her head told her to go. She felt uncomfortable being around these lesbians from the way that she was dressed and feared that it would encourage them to try something. She was wearing a tight pink crop top that barely covered her breasts and had one...Read On

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Emmanuelle: part twelve

To Russia with love

Ekaterina and Emm stole the show. There was not a woman in the room who did not either envy them or want to sleep with them; Sophie and I were in the latter category, though, truth to tell, no sleep would have been had. The reception got into full swing. There must have been three dozen people there, and even I recognised some famous faces. Sophie, who was as formidably knowledeable on that,...Read On

Of Cloaked Vesture

A palsied penumbra by any other name is still a rook of cloaked vesture. Like a locust with a St. Vitus dance, shedding its outerwear of disposition, the tall, gaunt man grinned. He was of devious nomenclature, and pseudonymous character. He imbibed a rum laudanum from a flask, pausing, touching the window pane, with a gelatinous temper of lustful desire and his fingers tapping like...Read On

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Emmanuelle: part eleven

The Oligarch Strikes

For some reason (lack of cash mostly) I had never spent the afternoon being pampered at a private spa; I could get used to it. All I need, having had the experience, is the income. Sophie and I went down to the basement with Ivana, who introduced us to the Manageress, and then, quickly pecking Sophie on the cheek, departed to fulfil Ekaterina's commands. The Manageress, yet another of...Read On

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Emmanuelle: Part Ten

Schlyukha: to Russia with lust.

Waking early, as she always did, Sophie sweetly brought me back to consciousness with a coffee and smoked salmon blini. 'These are courtesy of Ekaterina. You missed a treat, Pixie.' Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I looked across at her, her blue eyes lively and teasing. 'No doubt this came courtesy of another Amazonian unnatural blonde. How unlike my own darling honey blonde.' I ruffled...Read On

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Lusting Deborah

A mother's lust for her daughter's best friend leads to her first lesbian experience

As the lonely mother of a twenty-two-year-old girl, I began thinking it was time to get my love life back. But the likelihood of hooking up with another man scared me after Johnathan, Mandy's father, left us to live with his girlfriend. When he left, I vowed I would never be with another man. Time passed and Mandy became a strong, beautiful young woman with an enviable body. She’d grown up...Read On

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Healing Myself Part Two

Love grows for Isobel.

I looked down from my raised platform, an L-shaped arrangement of boards on a scaffold frame that was about fifteen feet off the ground. It allowed me to overlook a king size box spring draped in scarlet quilting. I raised my camera and hit the release a couple more times which triggered the light array below me as I recorded the scene which was unfolding. The two women entwined on the...Read On

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Emmanuelle: part nine

Into the Oligarch’s lair

I had never spent half a concert watching a friend eat another woman. Did the whole come to more than the sum of the parts, or did each detract from the other? After Ekaterina had orgasmed for the third time, Emm was allowed to take her seat next to her new Mistress. I kept a wary eye on Ivana, who clearly had an itch she wanted me to scratch. As the audience rose in acclamation. I...Read On

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Emmanuelle: Part Eight

Enter the Oligarch

I can’t say I wasn’t tempted. Emm looked a million dollars. The red silk dress she wore seemed to caress her curves, and then cascade from them in a way which emphasised the fluidity of her body as it moved. As the BBC technician, who was as a gay as I was, said to me as she walked past: ‘She’s poetry in motion. I wish I was bi!’ I couldn’t but agree about the appearance. Her body was...Read On

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Annie's First Lesbian Fun

Annie gets her first taste of another girl.

As I sit here at the kitchen island looking over my final divorce decree papers, a huge smile washes over my face. I can finally choose what to do, make my own choices, without having to answer to a man who saw nothing wrong with banging my sister on his office desk, in the back seat of his car, and in the cabin I now own. I  am now free to live my life and enjoy living my life as a newly...Read On

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New Found Home pt.2

She walks me to the front door, and says in a very soft, almost unable to be heard, voice. "Welcome home, Kitten." I look up at Her, my eyes the softest blue they could ever be. My Mistress. The woman who I had spent two years submitting to online. The woman who had captivated my very mind, heart, soul, and body within two months of being Hers. No matter how nervous, anxious or scared I was,...Read On

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New Found Home Pt.1

My, how just a few hours can truly change my life.

Having just moved to New Jersey, I am considerably lost with all of the streets and how to find my way around. I left California just under a week ago due to my job. They promoted me and demanded I relocate to their corporate HQ branch in New Jersey. Of course, I took it in the hope of meeting the woman I had been with for almost two years. Joanne... the woman who I had loved and submitted...Read On

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Emmanuelle: part seven

An afternoon to remember

It was delicious having an afternoon off work, and to be able to spend it with my fiancée, Sophie, was very heaven. Generous soul that she was, Sophie insisted that as she had had an orgasm out in the sand dunes, I should have one back at the hotel. Being equally giving, I saw no reason to deprive her of that goal. By the time we reached the hotel, it was gone four, and we would both need...Read On

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Lesbian Magic Part One

A witch seduces a group of friends into a first time lesbian experience.

Kate and her four friends were coming back from a trip when their car broke down. They were in the middle of nowhere and their cell phones couldn’t pick up any signals to get any help. They were a little scared and decided to walk until one of their phones got a signal. It was getting a little dark but they saw a light from a distant house and none of them remembered one being there before....Read On

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The Day I Had been Hoping For

How I had been hoping for this lovely day

It has been four months since I moved to New Jersey now. Four amazing months since I have known my Mistress. She has been so accommodating of my work schedule as it isn't your typical 9am-5pm Monday-Friday work schedule. I preferred to work nights, do I usually got home around midnight, not going to sleep until 1 or 2 in the morning. My days off were Tuesdays and Wednesdays. I usually...Read On

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Emmanuelle: part six

Among the sand dunes

We peered over the edge of the hillock, hand in hand. We had come in the hope of having a quiet cuddle in the open air, but Emily, Anne, Emm and someone else had found the same secluded spot earlier – and for another purpose. We had read the record of what Anne, who was now Emm’s Mistress, had called ‘Emm’s dream,’ which had ended with her being branded on the ass. But we could see, from...Read On

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I Kissed A Girl And Liked It! Part I

Music lyrics can sometimes change your life

The bright sun and soft breeze feel so good after lunch on the deck. Leeann Benson and Ashley Hannigan, both twenty-nine, have been friends since grade school. Leeann has been married for over eight years and Ashley about six years. They went to the same college, but vowed not to be roommates, neither wanting to possibly ruin their long friendship. Leeann has brunette, nearly black,...Read On

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Take a Chance

Anna stirred. The duvet had slipped from her arms and goosebumps prickled her skin. Groaning, she tugged at the heavy cover until she was cocooned once more in duck down. She wriggled into a comfortable position and, eyes still tightly shut, chased the remnants of her dream. But something disturbed her: a muffled drumming somewhere close. What is it? Rain? Rubbing sleepy eyes, she...Read On

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Emmanuelle: Part Five

After breakfast, we took a compliant pet Emm back to a place we own. This is a record of her 'dream'

I remember being drugged, waking I found myself shackled securely to an St Andrew's Cross. Feeling intoxicated and euphoric, I gazed around the room, there was a small table next to the cross. Looking down at it, I saw a tall glass jar containing a clear liquid, and next to it a series of needles so fine I could barely make them out, each one about four inches long, with a jade bead on the...Read On

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Emmanuelle: part four

A scherso with trio

Sophie and I stayed together the whole night. What had happened when we had made love was so powerful there was no need of any more physicality of that sort. We snuggled up, cuddling, talking, laughing, liberated from the world and its cares. Her scent, her taste, the softness of her skin, and her wit and humour, lit up the night. At some point, around the hour that the short summer's...Read On

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Emmanuelle: part three

Pixie and Sophie's night: an adagio for two

I settled myself on the sofa in Sophie's room. I was beginning to wonder why I had booked a room for myself? Thus far I had not spent either of the two nights I had been at the hotel in it. I reflected that it was as well that Anne had taken a suite, as she would need a large bed to accommodate her, Emily and my friend Emm. I wondered what they were doing? Emm was no doubt on her knees...Read On

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Emmanuelle: Part Two

Emm falls deeper...

Sophie and I walked back to the hotel after the Concert. As we talked, we held hands and discovered that not only did we have the same musical tastes, we even had some mutual acquaintances. We had a quick smooch. I so hoped that my friend Emm, with whom she had had an erotic encountered earlier, would be preoccupied with the gorgeous American, Anne, whom my new lover, Emily, had brought...Read On

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Emmanuelle; part one

Following on from Call me Pixie

I had watched my friend, Emmanuelle, disappear off with Anne. Pressed for time as I was, with only a few hours until the concert began, I asked my new lover, Emily, what she thought of Emm. 'What do you imagine I think, Pixie. She is drop-dead gorgeous, no wonder Anne has taken the afternoon off...' 'No,' I interjected, 'you must have missed what they were saying. Emm is looking for...Read On

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Joyce and Marianna

Marianna gets her lover Joyce to come out of her shell.

I pushed my nervous lover onto the bed. She didn't like initiating, so I always took the lead, which of course I didn't mind. Joyce had her arms close to her chest, defensively, staring up at me with her innocent doe eyes. Her face was flushed from our make-out session a moment ago when I suggested we take it to my room. My red lipstick dotted her face. God, I wanted her. I reached a hand...Read On