The Romantic Roper

My name is Alisha. Mary was my best friend. We couldn’t have more different, but we were so close we even called each other sister. I have blue eyes, light yellow hair and a small, petite body that stopped growing in junior high, which bothered me some. She’s a redhead with dark green eyes and she ended up having a smoking hot body that belonged to a model, which she did sometimes. I was also shy, quiet, and a little naive while she was outgoing, adventuresome and somewhat brazen. After a long succession of boyfriends (and some one night stands), she settled down with handsome man named Darien and they were soon married. They lived next door and I’d come by their house and they to mine to help with chores or to have fun. ...

Chapter 1 My name is Simon. I guess it all started when I was 13. That’s when I met a sixteen year old boy named Kevin. We hit it off good and soon became good friends, and then best friends. We even call each other “Bro” affectionatly. He was already a good looking guy when I met him, but as he grew he became muscular and handsome. Meanwhile, I ended up being fairly androgynous, with a slender body and a pretty face that belonged to a girl. The fact I like to wear my hair long doesn’t help. ...

Author's Note: This story will be darker than my previous stories, but everything will work out in the end. And if you wonder what modern BDSM items are doing in a story with a medieval setting, don’t. Just relax and enjoy the hotness of it. Chapter 1: Once Upon a Time Princess Serena sighed as she stood after mopping the castle steps. She wiped the sweat off her brow and went to the pond to wash off her face and hands. The face looking back at her was covered with dirt and sweat. When she’d wiped it off, she saw skin as white as snow and lips as red as blood, highlighted by hair as black as night (even though it needed washing). ...

Chapter 1: Escape and A New Life The cold night air sends a chill down on my naked body, made worse by the sweat I’d perspired in the hours I’ve been hanging by my thumbs. I moan through my gag as the last gnats and flies land on me to suck on my welts for a late meal. A bag covers my head and I’m hanging at least ten feet above the ground with my ankles so tightly bound they’re numb. I have a panic attack, struggling and yelling through my gag. While I struggle I feel one of my thumbs slip through the loop it is in. I pull on it, ignoring the feel of the rope biting and cutting my skin. When it is free I grab onto the rope and hold on as I pull my other thumb free, which is more difficult and more painful, but finally done. I take the bag off my head and look down. The drop is going to hurt, but I should survive. I just have to get away from the hell my life has been for the past four years. I brace myself and let go. ...

Chapter 1: The Auction and my Master “Sold!” the auctioneers’s voice declares. “To the gentleman in the third row! Congratulations sir, she’s a fine catch.” With the stage cleared, the wench on the other side is cranked and I am pulled by the cuffs holding my arms up, the chain jingling as it pulls me. I cannot see for hood covering my head and struggle to keep from falling as I am pulled toward the center of the stage. I can feel the heat of the spotlight through the silk gown covering my body. ...

Back Story It all started in college. That’s when I met the girl of my dreams. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. However, she was in love with another man: my brother. But he didn’t love her. He had no desire to commit to just one woman and wanted to screw every one he met. But that didn’t stop her. So throughout college she pursued him. I always hoped she’d give up and realize there was a young man who wanted her in plain sight. But unfortunately, she came into some money and My Brother married her soon after, the damn opportunist. ...