The Heirs of Witchhunters 01 [Fantasy] [Worldbuilding] [Non-human characters] [No sex in this chapter] [Female Lead] [Ongoing Story]

This is Chapter 1 of an ongoing story. While there is no sexual content in this chapter, there will be in following chapters. If you would like to read more of this story or see what else I’m working on, you can find that [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/katherinesummers/comments/tjf6hm/current_writing_links/).

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At first she thought she would get away with it. It was a clear day, the sky blue as ice and the snow still and silent, no greater peace on the planet. No better day for hunting. It was the kind of day that mothers waited for before taking their children on their first hunt. Veska was not a little girl anymore, and nor were the rest of her hunting party. It should have been fun, as easy and as pleasant as a morning walk in the stillness after a snowstorm. As she strapped on her boots and painted her eyes with black ink, she told herself that it was going to be all right. She could handle a bit of light hunting on the calmest day of the year. She was so determined to make the hunt a success, she had painted her slate grey chitinous plates white so that she could hunker down and blend in with the snow banks, just like her sisters.

Waste/Want 3 [monster] [incubus] [gentle mdom] [exile] [new beginnings] [no sex in this chapter] [ongoing story] [story chapter] [M/F] [goodbyes] [coming to terms with trauma]

If you want to see the previous chapters of this story, find them [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/katherinesummers/comments/tjf6hm/current_writing_links/)

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He was true to his word. While Sora was finishing her breakfast, Waste – she dithered between thinking of him as Want or Waste – left her alone with her thoughts. Set, though she was, on her course of action, bands of anxiety squeezed her chest. This was a long shot. Redemption and return were possible, but only if she were dishonest about what had happened to her.

Even alone, she cringed.

No. *What she had done*. Agonised, she could not allow the betrayal of lying to herself but nor could she bare the shame of the truth. She had gone back to the incubus, had laid before him. If she could not make herself believe the lie then the crushing pressure of keeping it would eventually collapse in on itself, forcing her to admit to someone, anyone, that it had been her decision, her weakness. And if she were to tell the truth, the likelihood that she would ever be fully reintegrated into the society that had rejected her was slim to none. So she must lie. But if she lied…

Waste/Want 2 [monster] [incubus] [gentle mdom] [exile] [new beginnings] [no sex in this chapter] [ongoing story] [story chapter] [M/F]

*For the first part of this story, please* [look here](https://www.reddit.com/user/katherinesummers/comments/c8buv0/content_masterpost/)

Sora woke in a vast four poster bed among an ocean of silk and pillows. With no way to know what time it was, she only sank deeper into the sheets, hiding from the outside world, from everyone else, from the events of the previous night. She felt loose and warm, her body aching in that pleasurable well-worked way usually following a day of hard but satisfying labour. Under the sheets, protected from the cool air in a cocoon, she ran her fingers over her naked body, touching her breasts, her legs, her sex. Nothing seemed to have changed. The incubus, Waste – or Want – had left no marks on her, no indication that he had rendered her forever different. The only difference was her knowing; a small, burning secret in her core.

Waste/Want [monster] [incubus] [virgin] [aphrodisiac] [oral] [PIV] [M/F] [gentle mdom] [exile] [new beginnings] [bound and left] [consensual] [mentions of rape]

In a way, the rain was a relief. Sora’s jaw still hurt after Alek, the man she had known since she was a little girl, had forced the opening of the bottle past her teeth and held her nose until she drank the aphrodisiac. Lying on her back on the stone alter where they had bound her, she had almost choked on it. Now, the rough rope cut into her wrists and strained against her ribs as she sucked in deep breathes while the fever raked up and down her body in waves. Wearing nothing but a shift dress that had been ripped in the struggle, there was little to protect her naked skin against the hard stone beneath her, the cutting rope and now the heavy, cool raindrops. One hit her forehead and she gasped Then the sky opened and it all came down at once, soaking her through. For the hundredth time, she tugged and writhed against her bonds, able only to arch her back and irritate her shoulders and thighs as the robe rubbed and tightened. They had done a fairly neat job despite the way she had fought, a lattice of ropework across her arms, chest, hips and thighs, dotted with knots that were designed to provoke and torment her. Two against her erect nipples and one against her now swollen, throbbing vulva, likely wet through before the rain started. Every little movement did, indeed, chafe and press against those now electrifyingly sensitive points, causing little gasps and whimpers. Briefly, she had attempted a desperate kind of back-and-forth wriggle in the hopes of some relief, but it hurt her shoulders so badly that she was forced to stop.

Rebecca: Becky [Gentle Mdom] [Short story] [Hypnosis] [Fingering] [PIV] [Virginity] [First Time] [Build up] [FM] [Arranged Marriage] [NSFW] [Strangers to Lovers] [Sequel] [Ongoing Story?]

This is the follow up to a short story I wrote some time ago. If you haven’t ready read the first part, I encourage you to [check it out.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/docovt/rebecca_false_magic_gentle_mdom_short_story/)

**Rebecca:**

**Becky**

“You think you’re so clever, don’t you?”

Rowan only smiled, sitting opposite her on the bed. “It’s good to finally hear you, Becky.”

“Is it now?” she replied, her voice taking on an almost acidic pleasantness. “So you’ve gotten me to talk. Does that make you feel good?”

Her voice was a little rusty, deeper than Rebecca was used to. Only minutes before it had been impossible to consider speaking like this. Her words had stuck in her throat and chocked her for so long, every thought strangling her, and now…

“Fuck you.”

He laughed. “Well, fuck you too.”

She glared at him.

“Come on Becky,” he said, his voice soft, “tell me what’s on your mind.”

There was a beat, a silence as they stared at each other, the fire in Becky’s eyes burning hotter and hotter until; “I wasn’t ready for this!”

“For what?”

Rebecca: False Magic [Gentle Mdom] [Short story] [Hypnosis] [No Sex… Yet] [Build up] [FM] [Arranged Marriage] [SFW]

**Rebecca:**

**False Magic**

Rebecca followed him into the bedroom, her heart beating hard against her ribcage. She had to clench her fists in order to stop them shaking and her legs were heavy as lead as she shuffled across the oak floorboards. The deep amber of sunset was spilling through the gap in the curtains. Dark wood of the furnishings and the light, soft browns of the furs on the bed would have been comforting and luxurious if she had come here of her own free will, and without the man – now her husband – who had brought her here. It reminded her of her parent’s winter chateau in the northlands, where the snow packed high against windows, making the great hearth fires all the more warm and pleasant.

The southlands, by contrast, were warm and sleepy, and she knew Rowan grew oranges and sweet, dark grapes for wine. This is where they wedding had been held, and where he would keep her for the appropriate honeymoon period.

The Witch’s Apprentice – Part 4 [MF] [fantasy] [magic] [succubus] [gentle femdom] [affection] [acceptance] [oral] [blowjob] [titty fuck] [facial] [ongoing story] [Msub]

Before you read this, consider reading;

[The Witch’s Apprentice – Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bpqrk6/the_witchs_apprentice_part_1_magic_ffm_femdom/)
[The Witch’s Apprentice – Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bprqmh/the_witchs_apprentice_part_2_femdom_fantasy_magic/)
[The Witch’s Apprentice – Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bq1086/the_witchs_apprentice_part_3_magic_mf_femdom/)

**The Witch’s Apprentice – Part 4**

Days passed. Markov and her apprentice fell back into their regular routine but with a new familiarity that hadn’t been there before. Markov no longer avoided him. In fact, she was closer to him than she had ever been. It was not unusual now for her to touch him casually; a hand on his back as she squeezed past him between the library shelves, or a brush on his wrist when he handed her some component or other. She did, however, refrain from making another overt advance on him, coming to the conscious decision that if he did want her, he would come to her on his own.

The Bargain [MF][incubus][fantasy][Gentle Mdom][runaway][ongoing story][love and affection][magic]

*This is a story that follows on from an audio porn performance of mine. Please feel free to enjoy it on it’s own, but if you would like to hear that performance, you can find it* [here](https://soundgasm.net/u/katherinesummers/I-Cant-Help-Myself)*. Alternatively, if you would rather read it, the script can be found* [here](https://pastebin.com/Nw1rUh6s)*. Both this and the audio are prequels to another story, so if you would like to read more about these characters, you can find their stories in parts* [1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bpqrk6/the_witchs_apprentice_part_1_magic_ffm_femdom/)*,* [2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bprqmh/the_witchs_apprentice_part_2_femdom_fantasy_magic/)*, and* [3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/bq1086/the_witchs_apprentice_part_3_magic_mf_femdom/)*. This is all optional of course!*

*So without any more ado, please enjoy my story :)*

**The Bargain**

The day dawned and she belonged to no one.

True to her word, they had fled the village in the darkness of early morning when the air was still delicately cold, dew kissing her shins as she crossed the tall grasses that made up the outskirts. She turned to look for the building that had been her home for her entire life, still backing up the hill.

“Second thoughts?” Cipher asked her, also pausing, his eyes were on her.

Jennifer [Commission] [MF] [FDom] [Panty Fetish] [Kink] [Surprise partner] [Teasing] [Bondage] [Precum] [Anal]

**Jennifer**

*An Erotic Story by Katherine Summers*

It always felt good.

But tonight, it felt especially sweet.

Daniel had made an effort this time. He had showered as soon as he got home from college and dimmed the lights in his room. Propping himself up on his bed, naked and feeling fresh, he threaded his feet through the leg-holes and slid them up his thighs. These were a pair of soft, cotton panties, red and black stripes with a thin line of black lace around the hem that tickled the sensitive skin of inner thighs as he pulled them up until they were holding his balls just so. He stretched out his legs, his face breaking out into a smile.

Closing his eyes, he let himself feel the softness of the fabric, the tightness pressing against his balls, riding up between his buttocks in a way that wasn’t at all unpleasant. He ran his fingertips over the bulge formed by his cock, enjoying the unique, ticklish sensation that only came from being touched over cotton panties. Inhaling deeply, he let out a sigh. The sun was just setting outside his windows and a little of the light spilled in through the chink in the curtains, casting a bar of gold cross his legs. He could hear his roommate and her friends chattering in the kitchen, preparing to watch a horror film. Their pleasant feminine voices soothed him. He imagined it was one of them, Jennifer, that was stroking his cock, long and slow, base to tip…

Anime Convention Catastrophe [Commission] [FFFM] [Femdom] [Crossressing] [Feminisation] [Teasing] [Kidnapping] [Noncon] [Humiliation] [Revenge] [Misogyny] [Entitled Nerd Bullshit]

**Anime Convention Catastrophe**

*An Erotic Adventure in Kidnap and Forced Cross -Dressing by Katherine Summers*—

It was a glorious summers day, the sun baking the pavements and creating a haze in the air. It meant shorts and trainers and baggy t-shirts that stuck to you, and girls with bare legs and shoulders wearing skirts of dizzying heights. It also meant it was time for the annual anime convention and cosplayers. Cosplayer’s lounging on the grass, eating packed lunches, waiting in queues, bumping into each other and comparing props, home-made, store bought, of every colour and design – hundreds of them.

I don’t cosplay. Sure, I watch anime, and I like video games, but I’m not one of those sad losers that will actually dress up in public. I go to the cons, but for the merchandise, the sneak previews and, of course, for the girls. I might not want to dress up, but I certainly look forward to the army of young women in frills and lace.