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A battle of flesh and spirit draws to a close.
Through hardships, wills are tested.
With great power, comes greater enemies.
The villagers witness the aftermath.
Something is awakened deep in the forest.
Three would-be necromancers set their sights on a village.
A young peasant's life is upended by dark undead forces.
Jacynda, an orc, defends her love, the prince...
The prince falls for her as orc and man tumble into bed.
Her transformation continues as the prince takes notice.
A spell goes wrong as a mage transforms...
The morning after an eventful night, for Will and others.
Will tries to get accustomed to his new life in the legions.
A young noblewoman returns to her home town.
A noblewoman must bears her family's burden.
Marcyn gets more familiar with the war camp and her husband.
A rogue army sets out to build a kingdom of sexslaves.
A war mage and her lover share a night together in the woods.
A young woman seeks an opportunity to change her destiny.
A young woman seeks an opportunity to change her destiny.
A young woman seeks an opportunity to change her destiny.
In Errette, bonds run deep with the help of magic.
In Errette, bonds run deep with the help of magic.
In Erette, ties can bind with a little help from magic.
Celebrations at the Temple & a New Bond.
Dealings with the Gor'dur Orcs & the Order of Aros United.
All three Paladins arrive at Amina's Temple, Heralds rise...
Smythe in trouble in Ironshire, Maloth Binds a Dark Elf.
Aran & gang escape Maralon, bound for Amina's Temple...
Aran is in hiding, the Druids resurface, Maloth's army grows.
House Jaye races to save the world from the tyrant Mareth.
House Jaye races to save the world from the tyrant Mareth.
House Jaye races to save the world from the tyrant Mareth.
House Jaye races to save the world from the tyrant Mareth.
House Jaye races to save the world from the tyrant Mareth.
House Jaye races to save the world from the tyrant Mareth.
House Jaye races to save the world from the tyrant Mareth.
House Jaye races to save the world from the tyrant Mareth.
House Jaye races to save the world from the tyrant Mareth.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A group of warriors try to stop an evil sorceress.
A noblewoman seeks revenge against those who threatened her.
A noblewoman seeks revenge against those who threatened her.
A noblewoman seeks revenge against those who threatened her.
Two buxom lovers reunite after several long weeks apart.
A noblewoman seeks revenge against those who threatened her.
A noblewoman seeks revenge against those who threatened her.
A noblewoman seeks revenge against those who threatened her.
A noblewoman seeks revenge against those who threatened her.
A noblewoman discovers she is an unwitting pawn.
A noblewoman discovers she is an unwitting pawn.
A young elf sorceress' story begins.
Adri & Krellyn begin a new adventure together.
Lovely pale-elf is deflowered by a dark-elf.
Brianna awakes to the power of the women from her family.
Initiated into the secret service of the Queen's knight.
40 years later: Lilian butts heads with Barbara.
One year later: the evil mistress' comeuppance.
Imperial recruits get frisky in Skyrim camp.
Two friends set out on an erotic journey.
An elusive fire breathing monster leads him to a new world.
An adventurer stays the night with an older woman.
Two elven women remember times past.
A would-be paladin struggles with her vows.
Vardala finds more than she bargained for.
Zarenis experiences uncomfortable dreams of demonic lust.
How far has the demonic taint reached?
Calleslyn is drawn to a beautiful young magician.
Almandar discovers Raylana's little deception.
All is not quite what it seems in the dwarven quarter.
Zarenis deals with unwanted distractions.
Vardala enjoys a hot bath - and a little more, besides.
Almandar worships the goddess of love.
Calleslyn finds an interesting document - and a lover.
Vardala uses a magic eye for carnal pleasure.
Adventurers enjoy the delights of a fantasy city.
Captain Zara continues to be "helped" by mysterious man.
Captain is imprisoned and tortured by her enemies, until...
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Wedding night of arranged marriage.
Highland warrior takes his clan enemy.
A tale of the steamy courtship between a man and a lamia.
The Princess finds danger and intrigue at the masquerade.
An accident + magic = a man's mind in a dragon's body.
Hermaphrodite Princess Varis becomes Sultan and is tested.
With every means, this soldier will find his end.
A rejected suitor captures her castle.
Two different species must work together to survive.
She is punished for her disobedience.
Shapeshifter wolf and his human mate in medieval England.
A princess is taken by a beast king that takes all of her.
A male human finds himself at the mercy of a shemale orc.
With the help of the Drow, our soldier gears up for war.
The Duke Elias indulges in mounting his aunt and cousin.
Marriage is her punishment, taming her is his duty.
Faced with hard times, our soldier makes hard choices.
A girl begins life in service to the Temple.
A runaway Princess is returned home a changed girl.
The Princess has fallen into the clutches of a tyrant.
Medieval romance, an Archer remembers a good deed.
War starts again, as orcs return to the old ways.
Tempting the King's jealousy is a dangerous pastime.
An envious prince gets his lustful revenge on his sister.
Amora finds herself in close quarters with the King.
Edain is forced by a stranger in her stable.
Anita gets into a sticky situation.
Dikus the goblin stumbles upon a princess sex slave.
A prideful princess is reeducated on the joys of submission.
Shapeshifter wolf and his human mate in medieval England.
...which includes a prince and a wet nurse.
King Edmin is desperate to have a male heir.
Sultanah Varis perform a ceremony with her priestesses.
"viele Feinde, viel Ehre" (many enemies, much honor)
The Champion, the Goddess, and the Decision.
The final resolution of Kerin & Maxen's story.
Shapeshifter wolf and his human mate in medieval England.
Ranger discovers a mysterious stranger.
A girl in armor providing dubious protection finds tentacles.
The Queen teases and the King takes.
The Princess finds an unexpected ally.
Marriage is her punishment, taming her is his duty.
Shapeshifter wolf and his human mate in medieval England.
They tumble through time to save their future.
Hermaphrodite Sultanah breaks into a nunnery.
After leaving her village, Lily finds a mysterious cave.
Lord of the Manor exercises his power over a peasant girl!
What you don't know can hurt you... and those you love.
Hermaphrodite Sultanah ends the war once and for all.
Lived as a peasant; known to be royal; Evelyn's tale begins.
After many pleasures, the Queen is taken back to court.
A maiden is kidnapped to be wed to a treasonous duke.
A Deadly Engagement and Long-Awaited Wedding.
King Edmin's three daughters face a threat to the throne.
"The only thing we have to fear, is fear itself".
You are cordially invited to... an ambush.
Friends, Lovers, and... Necromancers?
Marriage is her punishment, taming her is his duty.
"All warfare is based on deception." - Sun Tzu
Home is where the defibrillator is.
A warm reunion and a dish best served cold.
Toss a coin to your Drago, O' valley of plenty.
A moving story of true love... and big boobs.
Hermaphrodite Sultanah meets special new harem members.
In which new friends are made, and she is devastated.
Hermaphrodite Sultanah rehearses her wedding night.
Corpus Delicti - (The Body of the Crime)
The tiger, the witch, and the wardrobe.
Hermaphrodite Sultanah "negotiates" with a noblewoman.
Marriage is her punishment, taming her is his duty.
Queen Cathelyn sacrifices herself to save Nordheim.
Thomas learns more about life as a shemale orc's sex slave.
Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.
...But satisfaction brought her back.
Dragon rescues a girl but he wants more than just gratitude.
There are secrets around every corner.
Falling in love & flying from fear.
Saban has gotten the upper hand at last.
An unescorted man is not safe on Orgasmia.
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Tales of sexual pleasures enjoyed by women in medieval times.
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Like a modern woman, a medieval woman's sexuality included many different aspects. Sexuality does not only refer to a woman's sexual activity, as sexual lives were as social, cultural, legal, and religious as they were personal. In the classical and early Medieval period, sexual love was regarded merely as a carnal appetite to be controlled by reason, but with the rise of the poetry of Courtly Love, it came to be seen as highly spiritual desire governed by the religion of the god Amor, parallel and a rival to the God of the Christian religion.
Dancing round a Maypole wasn't always mere skipping-with-ribbons. It was ritual phallus-worship, after which the dancers would head for the open meadows to fuck their brains out...The period was also known for raunchiness, ribaldry and regular orgies, the severe restrictions by the Church notwithstanding.
Prostitution thrived in the Middle Ages, whether it was approved by the Church or not. In larger towns, prostitutes could practice their trade in anonymity and it was regarded as an honest and essential profession.
This story is about three Medieval women in Britannia who went further in their exploration of sexual pleasure and depravity and the Church be dammed.
My name is Lady Emma Devon, a noblewoman in the town of York. I turned 40 in the year 1415 during the battle of Agincourt. My Knight husband had gone off to the war and left me bereft of the very few times we had sexual pleasures...I was in my prime and needed to fuck all the time, but he was hardly around to fuck me. My cunt ached and dripped, my clitoris constantly erect. I could not fuck my servants, it was frowned upon; indeed, it was taboo. But he could fuck his many mistresses as many men did.
At the Beltane, May Day festival I met the notorious Druid Priestess Gloria Wethole, just returned from a visit to Stonehenge. She introduced me to a minstrel called Pan...He sang bawdy songs on his lute that aroused me deeply. He wore a mask of pheasant and his naked upper torso painted in bluish-green that gave him an other-worldly look. As we drank whiskey my eyes were fixed on the outline of his very large cock in his light grey jester tights.
"Do ye like what ye see my lady" he asked smiling.
"I do indeed and 'tis mighty fine I daresay" I said.
Pan led me to an oak tree in a secluded clearing by a stream...Around us I could hear the keening sounds of women being fucked. Pan laid me down on the soft grass and pushed up my dress, removed my under garments and his tights. His cock sprang out huge and hard and ready and he fell between my thighs like a hawk... Pan plunged the big cock all the way into my cunt and beyond and began a steady thrusting, stretching my twat wide and deep.
I moaned, squeezing his hard arse as he thrust deeply into my yielding cunt. Bouncing frantically at the feel of his hard cock, I raised my legs and locked them around his waist.
"Oh, Pan" I crooned, savoring his long, deep, hard thrusts my cunt splashing juice. I was lost in an avalanche of pleasure, as Pan fucked me with lingering strokes. I clenched then loosened my thighs rhythmically, opening and closing my cunt to his smooth thrusts into my womb, deeper and deeper. I felt huge tremors spreading thru my body, from my cunt to my belly and thighs. Spasms of tightness opened and clamped down as hoarse rhythmic groans issued from my gaping mouth my legs were flexed and spread wide.
Power surged in me as he drove deeper into my womb. I was totally abandoned to the exquisite pleasure, calling his name, begging him not to stop. Then I began to shake and tremble violently in orgasm, screaming continuously as he came, pouring abundant spunk into me. I was unwilling to relinquish the hard swollen, throbbing cock so he rested inside me for a while. I was utterly calm and at peace...Pan fucked me some more until eventide. We parted vowing to meet again.
Three days later I went back to town looking for Pan but he was gone, to parts unknown. But I did see Priestess Gloria who consoled me for my loss.
"Do not worry, mi Lady I will get you a friend of mine, an impudent rascal but a mighty fine cocksman and is known as the fireman. He will put out the raging fire in your cunt. His name is Rusty...The next day Gloria took me to the Inn where Rusty stayed. He was an affable, vey amusing, rugged swarthy man with a beard. After plying me with some whiskey, he disrobed me and examined my cunt, pronouncing it very nice and ready for a good hard fucking.
"And remember, it is also a prime aristocratic cunt; enjoy it" said Gloria.
Rusty's cock was huge, fat and heavy, his balls big and hairy; indeed, he was hairy all over.
After lapping my cunt and arsehole for long moments, he mounted me driving me to unendurable heights of pleasure as he fucked me like a man possessed. The room echoed with the sounds of our fucking. Gloria watched beaming squirming in her chair. We were both lost in pleasure. My body convulsed repeatedly in multiple orgasms, flowing constantly with juices, my cries of ecstasy echoing his grunts.
He fucked my very soul with a compelling need. I was startled by his dedication to the heavy fucking. I never restrained myself, opening my cunt wider and wider to his powerful thrusts, his thorough possession of my very being. I screamed and screamed in ecstasy, my whole body quaking, rocking and shaking powerfully as Rusty emptied his bucket load of semen into me, while I wavered on the edge of consciousness and a deep bonding passed palpably around and thru us. I slept soundly afterwards.
Gloria was gone when I woke up. Rusty kept me for two days, fucking me intermittently giving me enormous pleasure. I did not miss my palatial home one bit...On the second day his friend Leo came over and they fucked me in many ways I had not known before. They filled me with spunk, down my throat into my cunt and thru my arsehole. I became a whole different woman afterwards.
Sexually independent women, once respected as sacred vessels of the Goddess, are degraded as evil temptresses; as obstacles between man and a sexless heaven. For most of the centuries Sacred Harlots have been spiritual and physical links to the gods. This is true for all of the major and most minor religions.
These Harlots were not prostitutes as we know them, but Priestesses, sorceresses, prophets, and healers...I Gloria Wethole am one such woman. I am a virago, a Maenad. An agnostic and a revolutionary; I am attractive, with a slender womanly body and darkly seductive with a regal bearing. My public denunciations of the Patriarchy and the Church have earned me notoriety in York.
I love to fuck and have fucked a lot. I encourage other women to do the same.
I travel to places to fuck; to London, Scotland, Wales, all over... I am a Pagan Druid Priestess who believes in free love and delights in sensual pleasures and material goods; an irreligious, hedonistic woman. I prefer strong men with very large cocks. This narrative is about three such men.
Darach is a well to do rake, very well-versed in the ancient tradition of sex magic as practiced by generations of Celtic Druids. We met at a sex magic rituals, a celebration of how to channel, intensify, and project our sexual energy for magical purposes in a spiritual context, that can help achieve personal liberation. Darach said he found me irresistible and desirable.
"But I must warn you, I am a dissolute and immoral person; a man who indulges in vices and lacks sexual restraint" he said kissing me deeply.
"That is fine with me" I smiled sweetly.
"Now Gloria, I intend to take you home and fuck you senseless" he said, walking me to his abode.
He licked me, kissed me, suckled my nipples until they ached. He bit my neck, belly, took my clitoris in his mouth and teased me with his tongue, sucking me until I cried out in pleasure, begging for more as I came suddenly. His cock was huge, bulging with veins, he held it for me to see to touch; it was hard as a spear. He rubbed it against my vulva, my erect clitoris, my arsehole. I spread my legs wide on the bed and opened my cunt with my hands moaning, writhing like an eel, feeling wild.
Darach mounted me like a wild stallion on a willing mare. Then he began to push that huge prick into me slowly until he was balls deep inside. I felt my cunt open up and stretch wide and deep...He began thrusting and thrusting into me, skillfully with grim determination, fucking me relentlessly. I came again and again.
Darach fucked me and fucked me. I writhed on the mattress aching pleading, "please don't stop, fuck me harder" as my juices spattered and sizzled.
I fucked back, equally determined, my sensuality spellbinding, my twat drenched with juice. I breathed faster clutching him to my body more urgently, arching my back. He grunted on and on thrusting his hard cock, probing my slick and slippery depths until we both groaned loudly, climaxing wildly together, our bodies drenched with sweat and fuck juices.
I met Bruno a Frenchman at a Jousting tournament. His prowess and expertise, his strength and good looks had my clitoris throbbing mightily. He was enchanted by my beauty my sluttiness, my round jiggly arse. Bruno had some magic about him that afternoon, a subtle virility, a curious vividness and a hint of unlimited sexual possibilities...Taking him home with me was a cinch. His entire persona enveloped me like a morning fog as we sat in my sunlit bedroom, facing one another, drinking wine. I feasted my eyes on his very large gorgeous, reddish-brown cock jutting out before me. I sucked the hard cock as he stroked my breasts, my soft-hard belly, my meaty vulva, my erect clitoris.
I panted "O my goodness so big, you're so gloriously big" as Bruno mounted me on the mattress and speared me with deep rhythmic thrusts of his hard cock.
My syrupy-thick juices splattered all over his groin. Currents shot thru me as he rode me like a wild stallion. Voices in waves of whispers surrounded us, the air thick with the fragrance of eucalyptus and sandalwood incense...Bruno was untamed, wild and he unleashed an animal hunger within me as he fucked me and fucked me, relentlessly. I writhed, I moaned, I farted and I squirted fluids. Then I screamed in a piercing voi
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