Author: IllustriousScene

The Rape of Persephone [Greek Mythology] [uncle/niece] [non-con to dub-con] [impreg] [loss of female virginity]

Hades, god of the underworld, was in a bad situation. He could feel it in his bones, an urge to release and let out a primal desire.

Apparently even gods were not immune to the needs of the flesh.

It was his own damn fault. He’d decided to go up to the world of the mortals, just because he was bored and needed some fresh air to clear his mind. And of course, Aphrodite would happen to be where he’d go to get some fresh air. Along with that little brat of her Eros.

He’d overheard something the goddess of love and passion tell Eros about how Hades needed to cheer up, and how a love arrow ought to do the trick. Before he could respond, bam, arrow in the arm. It was harmless to him as a god, but it’s effect would be just as strong as if he were a mortal human. And Aphrodite had fled just after it happened, to avoid her being the person he fell head over heels for.

Whoever he next laid eyes upon would be the target of his unrestrained lust and desire. Read more »

My Wholesome Introduction to Pegging [mf] [gentle femdom] [assplay] [pegging] [sweet]

I took a deep breath, then knocked on the apartment door. This apartment complex wasn’t run down, but it wasn’t fancy either. It was meant to blend in with the rest of the street, which was a good thing. It was the perfect place to do things undisturbed. Which was definitely the case here.

The door opened and Kara, a pretty girl of what appeared to be of mixed Asian and white ethnicity stepped out. She was about early twenties, so about my age, and was dressed casually – just a Nirvana shirt and some jeans with those stylish holes in them. Not that she’d need them in a few minutes. “Welcome! I’m glad you made it. Wow, you’re really cute in person.”

“Um, thanks,” I replied, a little bit nervously. “You’re pretty cute too.”

She smiled and let me indoors. The living room of the apartment had a few couches, which she led me to and sat down with me. The centerpiece of the room was a large table, big and sturdy enough for someone to comfortably get on top of. There were some pillows at the corners, and a hole in the center with a detachable bucket below it. Read more »

Tales of the Bounty Hunter and the Hybrid – the escort from Nova Vega [MFF] [sci-fi] [threesome] [maledom/femdom/femsub] [cumplay] [doggystyle] [alien girl]

*Hey everyone! This is the start of a series of smut scenes from a long term sci-fi RP I’ve been doing with an anonymous partner. They’re set in the same timeline as a Share post I recently put up on dirtypenpals (it’s pinned on my userpage), and while you don’t have to read that first I highly recommend doing so for character descriptions and the story of how the two main characters – a grizzled bounty hunter and a wolfgirl that became his partner – met and started hooking up. I skipped around in the RP to splice and edit this smut scene, but I think it reads nicely. I added a little intro to fill the reader in on some dramatic scenes that I chose not to share in this post, preferring to get setup with the smut instead. Lucia’s physical appearance is based on Liz Gillies but any hot brunette will suffice if you like lol Enjoy, and let me know if you liked it! There’s a whole crew of characters we added later on that I’ll use for later scenes on and off.* Read more »

The Sea Nymph’s Embrace [MF] [nymph] [handjob] [sweet] [teasing] [slight femdom if you squint]

Lysander’s eyes opened slowly. He didn’t know where he was, but he could feel that he was weak. Extremely week, to the point where he couldn’t move his arms or legs without it hurting bad, like a burning sensation in his limbs. Unable to move that well, he looked around at his surroundings instead.

The young man was on a beach of some sort, with his back propped up against a big rock of sorts. Maybe for support. He knew he had to have been moved here by someone else, while he’d been out cold.

But what surprised him was that his clothes were gone. Well, not on him. The fine cloth and bronze armor of a nobleman’s status. were to the side, a few feet away, wet from the ever changing tide. He tried to reach for them, but it was all in vain. Accepting that, he sat there, trying to get the dizziness out of his head and think about how he ended up here.

A few minutes later, something plopped out of the water and his questions were answered. Read more »

Caesar and Cleopatra [MF] [First time] [Older Man/Younger Woman] [Oral] [hint of impreg]

“Thank you. You may leave now.”

Gaius Julius Caesar watched as the man called Apollodorus bowed and left. Earlier that evening, he had arrived in Caesar’s room in this wing of the palace and presented a gift “from a generous friend in Egypt”. No idea who it was, he thought, but the gift in question was a large, ornate rug, possibly local craftsmen, but more likely from the Parthian Empire or beyond.

Caesar examined the intricate designs and many colors on the rolled up rug. His time in Egypt so far yielded mixed results. Chasing Pompey, who he’d beaten for total control of Rome, Caesar had arrived to find that Pompey was dead – killed on the orders of Ptolemy XIII, Pharaoh of Egypt. Apparently the boy king’s advisers thought this would win favor with Caesar. They were wrong, very wrong. In addition to being denied the personal sanctification of winning the civil war by himself, Caesar had a personal honor code. And the Egyptians interfering in Roman affairs broke that. Egypt was weaker than Rome, not the other way around. Did not one of the earlier Ptolemies even write in his will that Egypt was to go to Rome in the event of his death? Probably there to appease his Roman financiers during a civil war to oust a usurping brother. Read more »

The gladiator gets his prize… or two. [Ancient Rome] [MFF] [Oral] [hint of impreg] [teasing]

*Splat.*

Advorix plunged the sword into the chest of his opponent, right at the heart. The other man, a rough looking fighter from Carthage, stared at him with eyes of blank defeat, finally admitting defeat as he went down and closed his eyes, the blood pouring out under him into the hot sand.

The crowds in the amphitheater roared with delight.

Now twenty six, Advorix hadn’t asked for the life of a gladiator. But he’d survived everything else thrown at him and he felt as if he could follow this life for as long as he could now. Born to a pair of farmers in Gaul, his family had been dirt poor for several generations now. Advorix had grown into a strong and healthy young man, and when he came of age he cast his luck with the recruitment offer of a traveling gladiator school owner. He would’ve joined the Roman army, but the legions were for citizens only and the auxiliary units didn’t appeal that greatly to him. The Romans expected their solders in service for over a decade and then some. Read more »

Caesar and Cleopatra [MF] [First time] [Older Man/Younger Woman] [Oral] [hint of impreg]

“Thank you. You may leave now.”

Gaius Julius Caesar watched as the man called Apollodorus bowed and left. Earlier that evening, he had arrived in Caesar’s room in this wing of the palace and presented a gift “from a generous friend in Egypt”. No idea who it was, he thought, but the gift in question was a large, ornate rug, possibly local craftsmen, but more likely from the Parthian Empire or beyond.

Caesar examined the intricate designs and many colors on the rolled up rug. His time in Egypt so far yielded mixed results. Chasing Pompey, who he’d beaten for total control of Rome, Caesar had arrived to find that Pompey was dead – killed on the orders of Ptolemy XIII, Pharaoh of Egypt. Apparently the boy king’s advisers thought this would win favor with Caesar. They were wrong, very wrong. In addition to being denied the personal sanctification of winning the civil war by himself, Caesar had a personal honor code. And the Egyptians interfering in Roman affairs broke that. Egypt was weaker than Rome, not the other way around. Did not one of the earlier Ptolemies even write in his will that Egypt was to go to Rome in the event of his death? Probably there to appease his Roman financiers during a civil war to oust a usurping brother. Read more »