"Madeleine's first client and the secrets of the salon"
At 7 of the evening on the day after my encounter with Mistress Pickles in her bedchamber, Jenkins came to my room and entered, as always, without knocking. I was wearing the new silk underwear I had been given. It...
"More outrageous liberties taken with Jane Austen's characters"
Elizabeth awoke the following morning from a most enjoyable dream, which from her confused recollection had involved not only herself and her husband, but also her sister Jane and Mr Bingley, plus a variety of kitchen utensils and possibly (although...
"My own contribution to that popular internet genre – adding explicit sex to Jane Austen!"
“So, Lizzy,” said Jane, as they walked that morning in the gardens of Netherfield, “How will you bear to be separated from Mr Darcy for so long as a month? I am sure I should miss dear Charles enormously, although...
"In which a servant becomes a mistress, in both senses of the word."
Chapter the FirstIn which businesses prosper, families meet and a marriage is arranged, but no improprieties occur.It was a large house, set in a small park, but it could never look like a house of the gentility. It shouted aloud...
"A matron of Rome hires a Gladiator for her own pleasure."
The stillness of the night is interrupted by the sound of a single pair of booted feet upon the worn stones of the corridor. Maximus sits in his cell wondering at life and the circumstances that put him here, slave,...
"A young woman upset at an arranged marriage, takes revenge, a woman's revenge."
This is my first story. I hope you enjoy it. It is set in a past era.-----------------------------------------------In a moonlit forest Elizabeth was running for her life.The life she knew, the life she cared about, the life that she adored. Sobs...
Stefan was a first-year violin student referred to me by my professor. A rather average posh kid of limited talent, he was only admitted into the conservatory because his father had called in a favour from a brother in-law who...
Vienna, 1899“Gustav!” a warm and familiar voice called and I turned to find a fellow student smiling at me, hands buried deep in his coat pockets to stave off the chilly April breeze.“Ah, Christian!” I called back, returning the smile...
"two wealthy Victorian students engage the services of a high-class young prostitute"
Vienna, 1899We turned the corner and arrived in the notorious Spittelberg Alley. I knew the place by reputation, but the thought of visiting it had never crossed my mind before that evening. My friend, on the other hand, seemed perfectly...