Red Forked Tongues (fm:sci-fi/fantasy, 8924 words) | |||
Author: May Monroe | |||
Added: May 19 2000 | Views / Reads: 1924 / 1632 [85%] | Story vote: 8.33 (3 votes) | |
This story follows a snobbishly proud 17th century noblewoman through her adventures in the underworld after she has been taken by an ambitious and horny demon as his sex object. | |||
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Red Forked Tongues By May MonroeFlorence, Italy 1618
He watches her from the stables. Her coal black long hair swept down to her buttocks in one thick braid. Her head is held high, her olive toned breasts were raised and formed her beautiful cleavage due to her corset squeezing at her waist. She knows of her beauty and uses it abusively on every man who seeks her attention. That would be just about every man she had come across. Artemisia is a very proud young woman as the daughter of the richest man in all of Florence. Her father owns acres of land and raise horses for the Italian military. Spoiled, fiery, and haughty, Artemisia would make the perfect concubine for him.
She was very aware of the man in the stable staring at her. She cursed the day her father retained his help. The stableman's name was a strange one indeed, he calls himself Oni. Artemisia straps a dagger onto her leg underneath her dress every time she had to walk past the stables, fearing what this Oni would do to her once he had the chance. The man had a stone-like expression on his handsome, but filthy face, and was muscular in his stature. He was the perfect stable boy; the way he handled those horses was remarkable. The horses moved without prodding, nor words. They just mysteriously follow his every whim.
This time, she felt that she had enough of his constant staring, she ...
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