Antony's Slave Pt. 2
Part Two
Alyssandria did as she was told the next morning. She served Antony breakfast in bed, laid out his clothes, made his bed and sat on her pallet calmly waiting for her next orders.
“Come with me,” he said sharply. “You ne
Part Two
Alyssandria did as she was told the next morning. She served Antony breakfast in bed, laid out his clothes, made his bed and sat on her pallet calmly waiting for her next orders.
“Come with me,” he said sharply. “You ne
Part One
“You! Girl, wake up!”
The summons was sharp and to the point. Alyssandria opened her eyes and squinted against the bright light. At last, the sun. It still existed even if she hadn’t seen it for weeks.
“You
I’d watched her for several weeks now. She was a cheerleader at the local college. She was one gorgeous bitch. She had tan skin and looked Asian, almost oriental. Her hair was dark and extended down to her shoulders. She was so sexy in her cheerleade
The old Victorian stately home in Loire, France, was owned and run by the Wells family for centuries gone by. Master Gary Wells, a well endowed bachelor, had taken over from his late father in the early 1900s. The home was beautifully large, with 7 b
Jessica laid in bed after the preacher had left her body felt strange. She had been made love to, her very first time by Clayton and then gotten a belt whipping and was essentially tied up and raped by the preacher and she felt different she was stil
It was the year 1805, it was a time when men were real men and women were real women.The roles were clearly defined, men were tough, dominant and strong, women were sensitive, chaste and demure and no one saw anything wrong with that.
It was also
The hall of the Emperor of Qin was resoundingly empty. Where once the draperies of silk had fluttered in the breeze and hidden bells had pealed softly until the hall echoed and re-echoed with the volumes of music and the sense of something alive and
Chapter 4
(tom and wendy)
Wendy had put me off on a dinner date the Friday before I went out to the Barretts’, but the next week she was hinting around about it again. I kidded her with “you’ll probably make another date
He groaned deep in his throat. How could this woman get to him so easily? She made him want to pull her to him, to kiss her, to bury his mans flesh deep within her. He closed his eyes trying to clear his thoughts, took in a deep breath and spoke. 
He groaned deep in his throat. How could this woman get to him so easily? She made him want to pull her to him, to kiss her, to bury his mans flesh deep within her. He closed his eyes trying to clear his thoughts, took in a deep breath and spoke. 
The next day Elizabeth felt elated. Buoyed up by the heady rush of power. All throughout her father approached her with pleading eyes and a large bulge in his crotch. Again and again she denied him. Sometimes with a tender kiss where her body lig
Elizabeth slunk down to breakfast feeling every eye upon her. Thinking everyone knew her dirty secret. Her father looked up at her and smiled jovially.
“You missed all the excitement darling. At about eleven o’clock Manuel announc
From the balcony Elizabeth had a perfect view of the ball. The women in their dresses twirled and fluttered like flower petals. But of course Elizabeth did not care. All she could think about was Manuel. He was below her dancing with Henry Taylor
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