A Night with Necro
raul greenscale." he said, extending a hand. necro paused for a moment, before reaching across the table and took his hand. "necro demina." "the pleasure is mine." raul said, turning her gloved hand over and kissing the back.
Another Night with Necro
## A dozen small paper lanterns filled the boudoir with a warm mellow light, enhancing the rich, autumnal tones that had been used to decorate this particular abode. Sandalwood incense filled the air with its sweet, smoky, woody scent, adding to the...
Leviathan
Darkness. Oppressive, crushing darkness. No light, no sound. Complete stillness accompanied by near freezing cold and impossible pressure. Pressure that sealed movement and kept intruders at bay. Surely nothing could exist in a place such as this? Six...
A Slave's Perspective
I love it when Mistress comes for me. It always makes me feel so happy when she does, especially on nights like these. I'm sitting in my room waiting for her to arrive. I've prepared myself according to her instructions, as is usual on nights like...