Author: Sh00tingSt4r

The prince and his whore [MF]

I look down at the whore, who lovingly looks up at me from my stomach, where she lays after our latest of many romps.

“Is my lord satisfied?” Her voice is a soft purr and her eyes twinkle in the dim lighting of the brothel as she looks up at me.

“You always satisfy me,” I answer quietly. It’s the lie I tell all of them, but I know this one doesn’t believe me. She sighs and traces her fingertips up my chest.

“You are too kind, yet I know you tell partial truths with the other ladies. You don’t need to fear hurting my feelings. This is my job and nothing pleases me more than to see you smile, my lord.”

I run my fingers through her long, golden waves and she tips her head into my hand at the caress with parted lips. Lips that have become swollen from all the kisses I have lavished upon them.

“I will have you once more, before I go back to the castle.” Read more »

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Categorized as Erotica

The Meeting [M/F]

I tap my pen against the hardwood desk, watching the clock slowly make its way past three o'clock. Sweat drips down between my breasts and my hair sticks to the back of my neck, making me feel even more uncomfortable and anxious to leave.

I glance out of the window, my torment, as I see all the people down below in the warm air walking up and down the sidewalk. It’s stampede season and the street is buzzing with excitement and activity, cowboy hats moving through the crowd like bees in a hive. I would give anything to be going to the grounds with them for an ice cold beer, but instead I am stuck here. Awesome. I just wish our 'guest' would hurry up and get here.

“What time is it?” My boss snaps at me as he glances around for the clock, which could be going backwards if it were moving any slower. He's anything but his usual self, and is fidgeting in his seat, looking very irritated. Read more »