In the spring, the Hegres river valley is an enchanting place to be. The waters turn sparkling blue, wildflowers bloom in bright hues. The woods are teeming with birds and furry creatures. A stroll through the trees is an invigorating way to commune with nature. From his vantage, Zaden was observing a much different scenery. His squad of soldiers was scattered around him, taking a moment's rest. Weary from battle; they we...

A loud banging on the door, as if the world was ending, woke him from his slumber, staring confused out in the darkroom. The only light sources were the full moon shining behind the thin curtains and the small trace of a yellow glow shining from under the door. A shadow of someone standing impatiently on the other side of it made the light seem to move as well. Whoever it was tried opening the locked door by twisting the...

Bombs dropped from the London atmosphere like overripe apples falling from the trees in the orchard back home. Since the Blitz began last September, the London sky wasn't filled with clouds or stars; it was filled with explosive devices and the smoke plumes of their destruction. I hadn't slept in seventy-two hours, and the only reason there was a lull in the action tonight was because the heavens had opened up and rained...

I could see she was scared. With a deep breath, she moved her hand to her sides exposing her breasts to my view. She was stunning, standing there shy, dappled in sunlight. The shadows moved across her body as the leaves above us swayed in the breeze. She stood there awkwardly as I became keenly aware that I was the first person to whom she had shared herself like this. Her skin underneath where she had worn her dress was...

I had to get out of town quickly. I mean, it wasn’t my fault the sheriff of Terrydale thought I “deflowered” his “precious angel.” It was a late night, and she happened to have a room in the tavern I was a patron at. We had been chatting at the bar for most of the night. When she invited me up, who was I to say no? It was pretty clear to me that, despite what her father may think, little Josephine had lost her flower well...

Come to me, you pretty thing. I know all about you. Three days married and honeymooning with your husband. A romantic interlude for the two of you in the old world. Come to see our crumbling buildings and drowning cities before you return and begin the humdrum life of a housewife. How do I know? He told me. He came looking last night and found me and I took his 400 Euros and then I took his cum inside me. Look at him. You...

I know I am going to be punished. Hopefully, it will just be a spanking but sadly I think it is going to be the cane. I am standing outside the library waiting for eight o’clock the time Mistress told me to attend. I joined the household staff of the Duke and Duchess two months ago. They own a large estate and much of the land where I was brought up. I was lucky to get this job and had been doing very well until I made a...

‘She was beautiful.  I’d never seen anything so beautiful.  Her hair was black, like a rook’s feathers and cascaded down her back almost to her waist.  Her eyes were black too and seemed to flash.  Her costume was exotic, the finest, shimmering silk of blues and golds and whites.  She took my breath away.  I felt that we were destined, intended.’   “I think, Polly, we have a murder.” “What makes you think that?”  So, I to...

Even though my wife only danced part time at Lorraine’s Lounge, that dancing led to lots of other local experiences in the Lafayette, IN area during the early nineteen seventies. Lorraine’s was a dive bar, and literally down in the Wabash river valley, and also literally on the wrong side of the railroad track. It was the kind of place that would cause even the Blues Brothers to go into protective mode.The bar prided itse...

“I remember that first night we spent together, a stolen opportunity.  I remember it with such clarity.  You said, ‘I had no idea intimacy could be so, so exciting or satisfying.  I have never experienced that intensity nor the physical explosion which marked the climax of my passion.’  I explained to you that the French call it ‘Le petit mort’ and you laughed and said, ‘I can quite see why, I thought I was having a seizu...

As a couple, we have truly had some of the most kinky experiences.My wife was given the “go ahead” during the hippy flower time. First there was open free sex. Then that turned into part-time wages and full time fun. But, I am pretty sure that readers will agree that the next setting that I describe puts us into the extra kinky group.Even though my wife had a daytime university position, she had been working at Lorraine’s...

I fear him.  He has never been a violent man but, were he to discover my secrets I fear his anger would know no bounds.  His manhood threatened would be intolerable to him.  We must remain cautious until I return to the Capital and to you, my love.  S delivered your letter to me.  You cannot know how it lifted my spirits. “Oh, George.  Were you a bit of a kinkster?”  Leather straps dangled from the bed’s frame. “I don’t t...