1. The Bound Queen - A Halloween Story


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Male Domination, Spanking, Author: The_Technician, Rating: 83.6, Source: sexstories.com

    weeks after Dark Night.” She then looked slightly embarrassed and looked at her feet for a moment before continuing. “I was starting to sort of suspect I was chosen when I started getting hornier and hornier as we got closer and closer to Dark Night.” She shrugged her shoulders and said, rather matter-of-factly, “That’s another part of whatever happens. It hasn’t happened to any of my cousins, so we didn’t know who the chosen one was in my generation. I guess it’s me.” She smiled, then looked at me very intently and asked, “What exactly did I– she– say?” I answered, “She said to be sure that we were at Dersingham Heath on Dark Night and to be sure that we were making love at midnight when the veil was the thinnest.” “Well then,” she replied, “you know where we will be and what we will be doing a week from Monday night” I searched all over my map of Ireland for Dersingham Heath and couldn’t find it. Finally I gave up and Googled it. Dersingham Heath isn’t in Ireland. It’s way the hell over on the other side of England in Norfolk. “Looks like you’ve got some non-Celt in your background.” I said jokingly. Katie flushed with anger and replied rather heatedly, “That is the heart of the last, great Celtic rebellion. I can understand you not knowing Celtic history, but don’t you know anything at all about your own ancestors in the British Isles?” “What do you mean?” I answered, getting a little huffy myself. “My ancestors aren’t Celt.” Her eyes widened as she drew herself up to her ...
    full five-foot seven. “No,” she almost yelled, “your ancestors are who they rebelled against! Queen Boudica led the Celts in one last, great war against the Roman invaders. Her armies were eventually defeated, but not before she had wiped out several Roman cities, including Londinium, and killed 80,000 Romans. When it all fell apart, she and her two daughters were either killed in battle or took poison to prevent being captured alive.” She then got rather quiet and said, “Your ancestor, Gaius Suetonius Paulinus, was the general who finally defeated her. He was also responsible for her being publicly flogged and her daughters being publicly raped right after her father died.” She shrugged her shoulders again and added, “I guess that is sort of what caused her to go all Celtic revenge on the Romans, but no one has ever been able to figure out how she got away in the first place to raise her armies.” “Oh,” I replied. “Sorry about that.” “I don’t hold it against you,” she replied with a smile. “It’s not like he was your dad or grandfather... or even great-grandfather. “Besides,” she continued, her voice getting weirdly soft, “we seem to have been interrupted in the middle of something.” She pulled me back to the bed and dragged me in with her. I won’t say that it was my best performance as a lover, but how would you react if every minute you were making love, you were waiting for your partner to turn into somebody else. *** We stopped twice overnight on our way over to Dersingham ...
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