Tales of the Mumbai Coven – Chapter 7
And did those feet in ancient time Walk upon England’s mountain green? And was the holy Lamb of God On England’s pleasant pastures seen? And did the countenance divine Shine forth upon our clouded hills? And was Jerusalem builded here Among those dark satanic mills? Jerusalem, by William Blake, 1808 Jalapur Dai, 1857 He woke […]
Tales of the Mumbai Coven – Chapter 6
Mumbai, Present Day As the twitching ebbed away, I grinned at Stefan. “You okay?” He had a puzzled look on his face. “I’m still hard.” “I know that.” And I did. I was still sitting on his cock. “And…” Stefan looked over his shoulder at Daniel. “I’m sorry,” he muttered. Daniel eased his arm from […]
Tales of the Mumbai Coven – Chapter 5
Toledo, 1578 It was bitter cold in the great hall. The woman standing before the panel of calificadores shivered constantly, dressed as she was in nothing but a plain linen shift and a woolen shawl, which she clutched to her chest convulsively. As Fray Daniel rose from his seat, he was aware that even his […]
Tales of the Mumbai Coven – Chapter 4
Someone once speculated that Jack the Ripper was a vampire. Well, of course he was. His horrific acts of violence were exactly what might have been expected from an untutored and abandoned newling. And would it surprise you to know that, in life, he had been a deeply religious man, a traditionalist, a fatalist? His […]
Tales of the Mumbai Coven – Chapter 3
“Have you fed?” Daniel spoke without looking at me. He was lying exactly where I’d left him a month ago, on the white and blue striped lounge in front of the open veranda. The dusty mauve Mumbai skyline was streaked with peach wisps. The sun, hidden below the horizon tickled the undersides of a few […]
Tales of the Mumbai Coven – Chapter 2
Argyle, Scotland, 1832 “Nay! Na-ay! I’ll niver gang wi’ ye!” The small boy, swaddled with blankets, cried out into the darkness. After each word, he took a loud, wheezing breath. The fire had gone out in the hearth but the room was still hazy with peat smoke. “Mam…Mam! Dinna let her get me, Mam!” A […]
Tales of the Mumbai Coven – Chapter 1
They say that rules are made to be broken, but ‘they’ haven’t met Daniel. He takes rules very seriously because, he insists, they keep us alive. This is something of a problematic statement, but to dwell on technicalities would be a grave mistake. Mistakes get you a month in a four by four cell, a […]
Portraits of Kink
I have moved the Portraits of Kink project over onto a site of its own. It’s been very popular, and it deserves to have a permanent home. This project started with the aim of providing real life portraits of people with alternate sexualities in order to encourage characterizations with more depth and realism in erotica. […]
Take Me Down
Because I love you hold me tight close my eyes take me down. Don’t warn me how deep the drop how dark the depths how thin the rope. Trust in me to know these things and have chosen not to choose. If you want me jack me in pull the cord make the cut. If you love me don’t betray me with hesitation, take me down.
Heat Sink
I hate the cane. I love the cane. I’ll never reconcile the paradox.
My muscles tense in apprehension. My cunt throbs and aches. I tuck my arms beneath my chest and clasp my hands together because I know I’ll instinctively try to shield my ass if I don’t, and a few angry red welts are better than a broken finger.