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The Oriental Isle: chapter ten

The Dark Lady

The erotic thrill of seeing the gorgeous Lady Emm naked, on her knees behind her maid, licking her backside, was intense. There was a time when the invitation from the maid, Flora, to join in would have had me on my knees, submitting; but that time was no more. 'Thank you, but I'm content to watch!' Emm blushed, but clearly loved the idea, as she redoubled her efforts; Flora had no...Read On

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To Russia with lust: chapter ten

Emm saves the day - or does she?

'Ah, at last, the Pixie awakes!' I had that groggy feeling that you get when you are overtired and then finally fall asleep for a few hours. Sarah was looking lovingly at me. 'Darling, you did so well last night while we all rested, I am so glad that you managed to rest at last.' She kissed me and pulled me into her arms. That was all the reward I wanted. I looked around. Jay Dempster...Read On

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To Russia with lust: chapter 11: an epilogue

The aftermath

Compared to the Orient Express, the helicopter was both more boring, and a good deal faster. Emm was delighted. One could tell by the fact that she barely stopped for breath as she went through her exploits. 'But Pix, I am confused. I thought that those buttplugs were suppositories, when did you have time to plant an explosive device in them?' 'Darling Emm,' I laughed, 'have you ever...Read On

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The Damascus Road: part eight

The Sacred Stair

Anastasia pulled me with her. When we reached the armoury the other women were already donning their war gear. Anastasia put on her black breastplate over the chain mail, and fitted her sword-belt. I felt both ridiculous and redundant. But, wanting to be useful, grabbed a small bow and several quivers of arrows. Anastasia explained that somehow the enemy had gained access to the lower...Read On

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The Damascus Road: part nine

The reunion

Helena and I rode in slience. My thoughts were back in the sacred space where Ana and I had loved so recently. I could still smell her, taste her. I wanted to be with her so badly that I ached. But duty called. My fate was not to be the concubine of the Padishah that those who picked me had planned; no, it was something far stranger, and more strenuous. I had become his 'little Vizier.' I...Read On

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To Russia with lust: chapter eight

In which Pixie packs a pistol

It was too dark to see who was moving, but not so dark that I could not see a second person moving towards my berth. Discounting a very early morning call with coffee, this could only be bad news. Someone was going for Alessandra and someone for me. Unfortunately for them, they would find Alessandra not at home, and as I was watching them, the same fate would befall my assailant. I had...Read On

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The Damascus Road: part six

The Assassins strike

So , I thought, this is how it ends . And yet the day had begun so promisingly. With Ayesha, who had been sent to spy on my Sapphic activity by the Imams, compromised into silence by Jess’s forceful introduction to its delights, and Princess Damila satisfied by the Sultan and myself, we had shored up the strategy of supporting the Al-Amadin clan, provided they let the minority Shihab...Read On

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The Damascus Road: part seven

The revelation

Below us, the smoke from the fires I had kindled obscured the view, but I could see above us four archers keeping up a steady fire. I scrambled up the hillside, with the help of my rescuer. Two thoughts occurred simultaneously. They knew who I was, and they had wanted to save me. For the first time since the assault on the convoy began, I breathed a sigh of relief. As we paused, the...Read On

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The Oriental Isle: chapter nine

The aftermath

Sir Francis was pleased. 'You played your part magnificently. You obtained that list, and it is invaluable. We shall give out that the source of our information was one of my agents, but we shall not reveal your name. But you have deserved well.' 'So, shall I get what I need before I return at the end of the month? Shall England agree to work with us against the Catholics? After all, if...Read On

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The Oriental Isle: Chapter 6

Love’s labours lost

I had not seen Will since the day of my arrival, except in the distance at a banquet. I had wondered why he had not been in touch, but thought he would contact me when he needed to. I wondered what had prompted this move? He was a delightful companion. Middle height for a man, but his ready intelligence and wit were allied to a charm I had seen in few others. He was that rarest of men –...Read On

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The Oriental Isle: chapter eight

The Queen's gambit

'So,' she said, her hands between my thighs, feeling my want of a penis. 'Highness, I had long wanted to meet you, and Lady Emma offered me this chance. By dressing as a man, it provided a cover for all of us, since three women travelling alone might have attracted attention.' 'You are a pretty little thing, what is your real name?' 'Rachael, ‘I lied fluently. 'Remember, I lived much of...Read On

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The Oriental Isle: chapter five

Milady's project revealed

The night ended too soon, but so did the next few. As Bess was the Queen, whatever anyone thought was never conveyed to her, and as no one cared to accuse her of having a Sapphic relationship with the ‘little Turk,’ our loving relationship developed rapidly, and deeply, across the next weeks. It was clear that Lord Burleigh was not happy, but equally plain that he dared not say anything to...Read On

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The Oriental Isle: chapter eleven

The leaving of London

'No,' I said to Milady, 'it was your arrogance and foolishness which did it. Could you not see that the Scots Queen was not made to rule? Before you intrigue to replace a Queen, make sure you have a replacement, not a cardboard cut-out with a pretty face. That she would do your Master's will would have meant the English would never have accepted her.' 'Ah, those English, they will submit in...Read On