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>Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 8

Snowden Speaks — Fri, 03 Oct 2025 01:02:00 +0000

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 8

Marion starts her life as a ruler.

Based on a post by somethin fishy, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Chapter 36.

The next morning came way too soon for either Marion or Gabriel for a bugle call woke them up at sunrise and they both felt like they had drunk an entire bottle of strong wine. They had to take a few minutes just to untangle their bodies and unstick their skin for their juices had crusted overnight and they woke up stuck together. When they finally managed to get up, Marion skipped into the bathroom and brought back a wet towel. She kneeled in front of Gabriel and thoroughly cleaned her pussy. After Marion was done, she planted a kiss on Gabriel’s pussy and jumped back up to her feet. Gabriel then signaled Marion to spread her legs and she returned the favor.

After they were both squeaky clean; they both got dressed for the day. Marion of course carried her pair of short swords and Gabriel carried her pair of revolvers, a K-Bar knife, and two throwing knives that Luke had made her. She carried one pistol on each hip, and her overcoat hide them very well but left them easy for her to get to in a hurry.

Marion had a huge amount of business to take care of today, but her first stop was the hospital of course. She stopped in and saw Luke. He was still sleeping, but Marion could tell that he looked just a little better today than he had yesterday. Marion’s next stop was to see Cecilia. She was awake of course and as she always did, had a frown on.

“Well good morning dear sister.” Chirped Marion. She was really in a good mood.

“Aye fuck off bitch” was the response.

“Aww is that any way to greet your favorite sister?”

“Favorite sister is it? I would rather be Satan’s sister then yours’s. You usurper!”

“Well, if you were actually capable of being a proper ruler then the people wouldn’t have rebelled and threw your ass out. Now would they?”

“The people didn’t rebel bitch; you did!” snarled Cecilia. Marion gave her a warm smile that pissed Cecilia off even more.

“Well, I’m afraid that I must be off for I have a lot of land to administer. Oh, by the way, we seized all the money that you made by making others suffer and we’re using it to rebuild with so you are now broke but at least the people are getting paid for their labor now.”

“You Fucking Cunt! I Swear To God And Satan And Anyone Or Anything In Between; That I Will Kill You Before I Die!” Cecilia screamed at the top of her lungs. When she finished her face was blood red and she was breathing very hard.

“I love you too sis. I have to be off but I’ll try to stop back in before I turn in tonight.” With that she patted Cecilia on her shoulder, got up, and left.

Marion had a very hard and long day ahead of her. She had to basically rebuild the entire province for Cecilia had sucked almost all the wealth out of it. She spent almost the entire day at her desk reading reports and issuing orders. It seemed like everything needed tending to at this very moment. At least Gabriel had done a damn good job at running things until Marion recovered from her meltdown or she might have had another one. Gabriel went back to her familiar role of head guard and in a pinch, Marion’s enforcer.

In her first day on the job, Marion heard complaints from everyone it seemed;

from noblemen asking her for her hand in marriage while they were whining about all the things that Cecilia had stolen from them;

to clergymen complaining about church lands and money that Cecilia had seized;

to commoners begging for food and seed to plant. For Cecilia had taken everything in taxes from them.

It was these people who Marion helped first. She had one of her guards make a list of farmers and what they needed so they could plant their crops. A different guard took the complaints of the nobles and clergy. Marion would check to see if anything that Cecilia had illegally taken from them could be tracked down. Marion also made sure that the church would at the very least get back the land that their churches and cemeteries set on.

She doubted that the church would get back any of their commercial interest and in fact she would make sure that they didn’t. In between hearing complaints, Marion worked on laying the groundwork for setting up schools and improving the sanitation system. She would have to wait until Pollyanna got back to start serious work on the road network. Thinking about roads, she sent a message to Bard, asking him to come in for a meeting with Marion.

Bard had always been somewhat of the oddball of the group for he was a mediocre fighter at best. While he could fight, he would go out of his way to avoid it. When Luke put him in charge of the metal works however, Bard found his calling for he was a natural at business. While Luke built Marion’s army; Bard built the metal works up to the point that within three months of him being put in charge, York Metal works were the best known in the Isles. They were known for innovative farming equipment and really fancy swords mostly. On the armory side is where the real innovation was at; however Marion had banned from selling to anyone but her for the time being anyway. Marion’s army created enough demand anyway that the armory could barely keep up anyway.

Gabriel had made sure that Marion had half an hour to eat the lunch that she brought her. It was just a sandwich with some fruit and a pint but Marion was thankful none the less. After dealing the huge mess that Cecilia had left, Marion was famished. After lunch, Marion was back at it until after dinner. Finally, it was time to call it a night. Everyone that was still waiting were put on a list for the first thing in the morning and offered a room for the night. Everyone was taken back for this was unheard of. Marion told them to get used to it for this was how things would be from now on. Everyone would have to wait their turn and nobody would get special treatment because of who they were.

After Marion had ate, she went down to see Cecilia just like she had promised. Cecilia was still in a terrible mood and Marion’s cheerful but tired mood made it worse. She just couldn’t stand seeing Marion happy. It really pissed her to think that Marion was doing a better job than she did. When Marion went into Luke’s room, she got the surprise of a lifetime for Luke was awake and looked right at her with a smile when she walked in. She ran to his bedside and kissed his so fiercely that he thought that she might rip his lips off. Luke didn’t know how long his wife kissed him but he didn’t care for he was so glad just to be alive and with her again. When they broke their kiss, Marion had tears streaming down her face.

“Oh my god Marion! Did I hurt you? I’m so sor…” That was as far as he got before Marion put her finger over his lips.

“Luke as much as you’re different from any other man that I’ve ever met, in one regard you are like all the others for no man that I have ever met can properly read a woman. I’m crying because I’m beyond happy Luke. I thought that I had lost you forever and that thought was crushing me. I actually lost it for three days. The last thing I remember is lifting you out of the rubble of that house. The next thing I know, I’m back in my old chambers here in the castle; still wearing my old soaked uniform. I had accepted that you had died and went to heaven. That was the only thing that enabled me to climb out of bed and not jump from a window. Then I find out that you’re still alive, and now despite your wounds are awake. Seriously I think that I’m one of the luckiest women ever to live. I love you with all my heart; Luke and I always will. I am so sorry about what I said back…”

That was as far as she got before Luke pulled her down to him and started kissing her. They kept kissing until they heard someone clear their throat behind them. They found both Alice and Gabriel standing there wearing cat ate the bird smiles.

“Marion, seriously don’t kill my patient by putting too much strain on his heart.” Said Alice trying her best to be serious. Marion started to turn red, then Gabriel just had to pile on.

“I for one, thought that there was only one person in that bed until Marion turned around.”

Everyone in the room laughed and Marion’s face got redder. She swiped Luke’s pillow and threw it at Gabriel. It hit Gabriel, only because she was laughing so hard at Marion’s embarrassment that she couldn’t really move without risking peeing her pants. After a couple of minutes of laughing, Alice was able to get down to the business that had brought her in here in the first place. It was time for her to check Luke’s wounds and change his dressings. She allowed Marion to stay as long as she promised not to get sick. She quickly promised and watched with interest as Alice changed Luke’s bandages.

His wounds had started to heal but he still had a long way to go. Alice explained that the arrow that hit his abdomen hadn’t pierced any internal organs and that the dust and rubble from the house probably saved his life for the dust had partially sealed his wounds plus the rubble acted as a tourniquet, slowing down his bleeding. Alice didn’t see any infection and didn’t smell any either. By now she had developed quite a sense of smell when it came to infections. After putting on fresh dressings on Luke’s wounds, Alice left and had a nurse bring Luke some soup. Marion despite being tired refused to leave and in fact insisted on feeding Luke herself. It took him a while but he got the soup down.

Marion gave him another kiss and Luke was back to sleep before she was out the door. Just before she closed the door though she and Gabriel stopped and looked at him once more with warm smiles. After all it was Luke who had brought them together and it was Luke who had built the army from the ground up. When they got back to their rooms, Marion was too exhausted to do much other than to curl up in Gabriel’s arms. Within minutes Marion was passed out and snoring lightly.

Gabriel looked over slightly so that she could see Marion’s face. She looked much like an angel now then she usually did. Gabriel was moved to tears for she knew just how damn lucky she was. First Luke had kept her from being raped by Richard. Then Marion had taken her under her wing and both Marion and Luke had taught her how to fight. Luke not only taught her to shoot, but had made two handguns, a repeating rifle, and some knives for her. But most of all she had found someone with an open enough mind to accept her for her and not criticize her for loving another woman. Although truth be told, if Marion hadn’t been in the picture, Gabriel could have easily have fallen head over heels for Luke, and she suspected that she loved Luke almost as much as she loved Marion. She also knew that Marion’s first and greatest love was for Luke and she gladly accepted that fact. Eventually Gabriel pulled Marion a little tighter to her and fell asleep as well.

Chapter 37.

This had set the general pattern for Marion, for the next week. Wake up in Gabriel’s arms. Get dressed and grab some breakfast. Go see Luke and Cecilia in the hospital then spend the rest of the morning dealing with a multitude of problems. Gabriel would bring her some lunch and make sure that Marion ate. Sometimes, while Marion ate her lunch, Gabriel would eat her. This bit of naughty fun always made Marion cum quickly and helped relieve some of her stress. Then Marion would be back at problem solving until dinnertime. Anyone still there at dinner would have their names put on a list in the order that they arrived for the first thing next morning.

After dinner, Marion and Gabriel would go spend some time with Luke and talk about their day. Luke always asked about how Mackenzie was doing. Before the big battle Luke would always make sure to take the time to play with Kenzie as he was prone to calling her. As feared as Luke was by the adults he met, he was loved by the kids for Luke would always take time to play with them or answer any questions that they might have. All the kids knew about Luke’s big rule; anything they discussed with him would stop at him unless they told Luke it was okay for Luke to talk about what the children talked about.

It was now Friday and a week and a half after Marion took York. Her work load today was lighter than it had been and she had actually able to get some serious work done in regards to rebuilding York. Pollyanna had been sending back regular reports. Her escorts had eliminated the rest of Cecilia’s troops and they had released a large number of captives that Cecilia had working in the mines. She had included in the reports where all the captives had come from and had sent all of them back to York for medical treatment. Some of them were down to skin and bones.

Today at lunch Marion was feeling horny and decided to give Gabriel one hell of a surprise. When she walked in with Marion’s lunch; Marion was buck naked and spread eagle on her desk. Gabriel almost dropped everything that she was carrying; she was so surprised.

“See anything you like?” Marion asked in a sultry tone that almost made Gabriel cum from the sound of it.

“That depends, anything for sale and can I try before I buy?” Gabriel asked matching Marion’s sultry tone.

“As long as you don’t damage the merchandise. If you break it you buy it.”

Gabriel smiled as she locked the door and started unbuttoning her shirt. “Well in that case, I guess that I should be gentle.” Gabriel finished unbuttoning her shirt as she reached Marion. She started kissing Marion’s feet and worked her way up. Gabriel just loved Marion’s now baby smooth legs and so did Marion for that matter. Gabriel continued to work her way up Marion’s extremely toned legs. When she got to Marion’s honeypot, Gabriel went around it much to Marion’s aggravation. Gabriel made sure to speed time around Marion’s belly button, the only place that Marion was ticklish.

As Marion started laughing and rolling around Gabriel pinned her down by laying across her. Gabriel then continued to work her way up. Coming to Marion’s still perky tits, Gabriel made sure to spend extra time here. She knew that Marion could have orgasms from have her tits sucked and Gabriel was determined to give one or two to Marion before playing in Marion’s erotic zone. It took a few minutes of sucking, licking, flicking, and twisting but Marion had cum and she cum hard. It was a good thing that Marion had cleaned all the papers off the desk first because they would be ruined now. After Marion recovered slightly, Gabriel worked her way up until her and Marion’s tongues were wrestling for space and their lungs were fighting for air.

Without warning, Marion flipped Gabriel over and pinned her down to the desk. It was time to return the favor and tease Gabriel. While she had been working that morning, Marion had herself an idea and now was a good time to try it out. Marion started out with Gabriel’s neck. This was her ticklish spot and just like she had done to Marion, Gabriel was now pinned while Marion was nibbling. Gabriel was laughing and wiggling but Marion wouldn’t let up.

Eventually Gabriel was crying and only then did Marion let up on her neck for before Gabriel could even that a breath, Marion was working her tits. As soon as Marion touched her tits, Gabriel started cumming. This produced one hell of a wet spot in Gabriel’s pants for she hadn’t a chance yet to take them off. This was quickly followed by another one as Marion worked Gabriel’s tits like a fine violin. As Gabriel was busy cumming and trying to keep her voice down, Marion had unbuttoned her pants and slipped her hand down into Gabriel’s pants. When Marion’s fingers made contact with Gabriel’s clit, Gabriel sucked in her breath. Marion had caught her by surprise and just by touching her clit, Marion made Gabriel cum yet again.

As Marion continued to work her way down, she worked Gabriel’s pants off her hips and down her shapely legs. Marion kept her one hand in Gabriel’s cunt while she worked her way down with her other hand and mouth. Gabriel was now having almost non-stop mini orgasms as Marion continued to work her. As Marion neared Gabriel’s flower with her mouth, Gabriel stuck back by spinning around so that her mouth was buried in Marion’s cunt and Marion’s mouth in hers. They both began to tongue one another.

Higher and higher they climbed and then just as Gabriel was about to have the mother or orgasms, Marion stopped. At first Gabriel was confused and she whimpered when Marion got up and opened a desk drawer. When Marion stood back though Gabriel was stunned for Marion had a piece of wood shaped like a giant cock in her hand. The thing had some leather straps on it that confused Gabriel, but not for long as Marion used the straps to attach the cock to her.

Marion was climbing up between Gabriel’s legs when Gabriel opened her mouth to ask what the hell was that. Marion silenced her with a finger over Gabriel’s lips and using some of her saliva as lubricant slipped the wooden cock very slowly into Gabriel. The stars that were usually going off in Gabriel’s eyes when she and Marion were together had been replaced with supernovas. Gabriel felt this new tool stretch her out and she had never felt so full. Gabriel grunted as Marion finally bottomed out. Marion held still for about half a minute and during that time they stared into each other’s eyes. As Marion started to shift her hips, Gabriel did as well. This was simply too intense for Gabriel not to participate. She tried talking but all that came out of her mouth was oh and ah, and moans and groans. Gabriel’s hips sped up even as Marion didn’t and before long Gabriel was fucking herself on

Marion’s strap-on. Marion was prepared for this though and just before Gabriel was able to cum, Marion stopped and pulled out until Gabriel was able to calm down some. As Gabriel was calming down, Marion pulled her off the desk and spun her around. Marion then pushed Gabriel until she was bent over the edge of Marion’s desk. She didn’t even give Gabriel a chance to speak before she rammed her wooden cock back into Gabriel’s soaking cunt. Using her hands, Marion pinned Gabriel down to her desk as she sawed her cock in and out of Gabriel. Sometimes as Marion would thrust in, their clits would come into contact and sent electric shocks through both of them.

As they went, Marion made sure to move so their clits would continue kissing. This was driving both of them to the brink and Marion got there moments before Gabriel. It was now Marion’s turn for supernovas. Just as Gabriel started to cum, Marion pulled out too far and, in her haste, to get back in; accidentally drove her cock into Gabriel’s virgin ass. Thankfully Marion couldn’t thrust too far into Gabriel for that could have led to Gabriel getting seriously hurt.

As it was, Marion’s mistake was painful enough and Gabriel went from singing like an opera singer to crying like a baby. Marion had the strap-on off of her in a second and had Gabriel wrapped up in her arms. Marion stayed there and cradled Gabriel until she was cried out and then it was Marion’s turn to cry for, she could have hurt her lover and she couldn’t stand the thought of ever hurting her.

“You know Marion” started Gabriel “that thing is almost as amazing as the woman wheedling it.” This made Marion smile a little “Next time you want to plow that thing up my ass though we might want to look into using something like lard for lube. I think that once I get through the pain that might be really, really good.” Marion was now amazed for here was her lover talking about willingly taking it in the ass. “What, I think that it might be fun to experiment; after all, just think about what would have happened if we had been prudes like everyone else when Luke introduced us.”

“Aye you’re right sweetie.” Marion said after thinking for a second.

As the woman were getting ready to resume their gentle kissing, someone knocked on the door

“Yes, what is it?” asked Marion

“Message from Colonel Pollyanna marked urgent.” Said the voice

“Just a minute” Marion and Gabriel quickly put their clothes on, made sure that they were decent and definitely made sure that their new toy was put away.

“Enter” Marion said after quietly unlocking the door.

The messenger was obviously in a hurry and Marion recognized him as one of Pollyanna’s most trusted lieutenants. He handed the message to Marion who read it:

“Have spotted possible enemy troops entering from the northwest. Forces consist of approximately one thousand infantry and five hundred cavalrymen mostly man-at-arms but also fifty or so knights. Wearing colors consistent with the lake district. Keeping forces hid

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 7

Snowden Speaks — Thu, 02 Oct 2025 01:01:00 +0000

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 7

Marion defeats Cecilia; but at what cost?

Based on a post by somethin fishy, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

As Cecilia’s army got underway the next morning, Marion had her scouts constantly watching. They watched every step that Cecilia’s army took and gently encouraging them to go in the way that they wanted them to go. Finally, all the scouts broke away and rode hard ahead of Cecilia’s army. They disappeared around a corner in the road with elements of Cecilia’s army hard on their heels. As Cecilia’s army rounded the corner, there was the entirety of Marion’s army blocking the road only three hundred paces ahead

Kleist was actually a bit impressed that Marion would bring her army out to play. He was further impressed once he studied the enemy lines. Everyone was in uniform and they were in very good order. What was confusing him is why they were still there with his army coming onto the field and coming into order.

As the enemy army came onto the field, Marion couldn’t help but fell a bit nervous. She had faced thousands of men before but since they had fought from ambush, nobody in Marion’s group could see all the enemy at one time. Now they could and Marion found it nerve-racking. Furthermore, she could see that many of her troops were nervous too. She knew that she had to act fast or her army might start to break before the battle had even begun. It was time for Marion to do what only Marion could do.

She spurred her horse into motion as she, her personal flag bearer, and a bugler rode out alone to a spot in front of the army. She had ordered her bodyguard to stay behind and actually had to threaten Gabriel with insubordination charges to get her to stay. As Marion rode out a great cheer went up through the army. Marion then pulled her sword out and drove it into the ground in front of her army. To them the message was clear. Win or die. Retreat wasn’t an option. Behind her Cecilia’s army was forming up but Marion ignored them for a minute. Speaking to her army:

“Men! Woman! Citizens! You all come from different backgrounds and from different villages. You all have been brought together by one thing; Cecilia’s tyrannical rule. This is not about the ruler of these lands, your homes. This is about protecting everything that you hold dear to you. Your children, your wives, your husbands, your elders. While I am not sure of who will win today, I am sure of what will happen to your families and your lives if we lose and every one of you know too. You have the training, you have the weapons, you have the courage to win a glorious victory here today. The rest is easy!” Marion reached down and grabbed her sword from the ground and holding it up high above her head yelled “Victory Or Death!”

Her army erupted in cheer. Within seconds they were chanting “Marion! Marion! Marion!” Marion rode from one end of her lines to the other. Soldiers took their helmets off and put them on top of their bayonets as Marion passed. The noise was like none that had been heard sense the Romans.

Cecilia sitting on her horse on the other side of the field was dumbfounded. Three horsemen had ridden out in front of Marion’s army. Shortly later that army erupted in cheer. One of the figures drove their sword into the ground. Shortly later the army erupted again. This time Cecilia could make out the words. They were chanting “Marion.” The three figures they rode from one end to the other. Cecilia was getting the feeling that the figure that had drove their sword into the ground was none other than her little sister. General Kleist was next to her and she heard him give a snort of derision. He turned to his orderlies.

“Order all units to advance.” Then turning to Cecilia,

“You have nothing to worry about. We will kill them all in an hour or so.”

“I hope you are...” That was as far as she got before smoke and thunder erupted from the enemy lines.

Chapter 31.

As Marion reached the far end, she turned to her bugler.

“Send the order to the artillery. Commence firing.” The bugler blew the order and her artillery opened up with a mighty roar. She had ten guns on the field with her today. They were all 12 pound cannons that Luke had been working at frantically for the last month to get done. He had got the bronze for them from old church bells. Now they were in battle for the first time and they were under Luke’s direct command. Marion rode back to where her guards were still at. By the time she had got back, Luke’s guns had reloaded and were firing again. Luke was using solid shot with bagged powder. As Marion looked back toward the now approaching enemy, she saw the second volley hit just behind the enemy ranks. Seeing the look on Marion’s face, Gabriel told her:

“The first rounds went way over their heads.” Marion nodded and turned to one of her messengers.

“Tell the fucking idiots that if they miss again, they will all be hung.”

“Yes ma’am” and she rode off.

“You’re being a bit harsh with your husband aren’t you dearie? After all those are smooth bore guns and this is a new experience for everyone here. Nobody other than Luke has ever heard of technology like this before.” asked Gabriel of Marion. Marion just gave her a hard look. Gabriel might be her girlfriend and her husband, Luke, in command of the artillery but Marion had resigned from the human race and found that she was rapidly becoming a commander and started developing a commander’s point of view of things. Her worries were now for her front-line troops and what would happen to them if the artillery didn’t bleed the enemy bad enough before they got within range.

The third volley was on target and hit just in front of the enemy ranks. Since the ground was still solid, this is just what Luke was looking for. Grazing shots, he had called them in the pre-battle briefing. He had explained that with solid shot; you want to hit just in front of the enemy ranks while getting the round to bounce off the ground. This way the round would go through the enemy ranks and kill or wound a dozen or more men at a time. Marion watched as the approaching army had great holes put in it, but they kept coming. When they were within 150 meters Marion ordered the artillery to switch to caster shot. It was time to get serious. When the enemy was only 75 meters away, Marion ordered the infantry to open fire.

The noise was horrendous; the sound of almost one thousand rifles firing at once. Furthermore, the infantry was firing as fast as they could work the bolts and shove another round in. Luke had designed a single shot rifle for the infantry that was based on the French Chassepot rifle from the Franco-Prussian war. The only person to have a repeating rifle on the field that day was Gabriel. Luke had decided not to make anymore of her rifle because the ammunition was very hard to make without the machinery and he had enough other stuff to make first.

Eventually he would reequip the entire army with repeating rifles, but he had other things to make first. In the glimpses that Marion could get, she could see that the enemy lines were getting very ragged. The amount of smoke that was produced was by all the rifles firing was so bad that Marion was having a very hard time seeing. A couple of times Gabriel had to grab her horse’s reins to keep Marion from wondering off to find out what was happening. By the time that the enemy had got to within 20 meters of her front lines only a hundred or so remained.

Marion ordered a general advance across the whole line and within minutes it was all over. The remaining men surrendered as soon as they saw Marion’s troops charging them. The whole battle had only lasted about fifteen minutes from first shot to last. Marion had given strict orders to not kill prisoners and anyone caught killing a prisoner would get executed by firing squad so the men surrendering were not harmed.
Chapter 32.

What followed was one of the worst things that Marion had ever seen. The rifles had done their jobs well. Luke had designed to be chambered in .58 caliber and they certainly packed a punch. Marion saw some men who didn’t even have heads left. Others had holes the size of her fist in their backs, were the rounds had went through them. One of the things that Marion had set up before hand was a system to get the wounded off the field and into the hospital quickly. Alice would be busy today and probably for the next week. Marion ordered most of her troops to help the wounded and pile the dead up for burial. She detected fifty of her men to guard the prisoners while they dug a mass grave for the dead. Marion sent most of her cavalry and Pollyanna’s engineers to head toward York and rebuild all the bridges that they had destroyed to slow down Cecilia’s army. By the time that Marion’s army got to them, the bridges would be rebuilt.

Now that Marion had the immediate concerns done; she had some personal business to take care of; she just had to find Cecilia. Marion walked through where the enemy lines had been and had to do her best to not vomit. There was more blood and guts on the ground then Marion had ever seen and that included in a butcher. It took Marion a while but she eventually found Cecilia. She was on her back and was missing one of her legs and Marion could see that she was in shock. The leg had been taken off just below the knee so Cecilia actually had a decent chance as long as she didn’t bleed to death. Marion took off her belt and wrapped it around Cecilia’s stump to slow down the blood loss. Although Cecilia had sworn to have Marion killed and keep Luke as her personal fuck toy; Marion just couldn’t stand by while her sister bled to death. Cecilia could barely open her eyes but Marion’s actions did register.

“I see that you are still a weak bitch.”

“Aye, love you too Cecilia.”

“Get your hands off me; you cunt!”

“Shut up Cecilia for I am no longer the weak sister that you tormented. I am now a mother to a beautiful girl and I have an amazing husband. Not only that but I just crushed your army and you are now My prisoner.”

Marion tightened up the belt and yelled for a stretcher. As the stretcher came, Cecilia was still cursing at Marion but Marion didn’t care. She just couldn’t watch her sister die. As Marion turned around, Luke was standing there, watching quietly.

“What the fuck do you want Luke?”

Luke started toward her.

“Get the fuck away from me! Don’t ever touch me again! If you do try to ever touch me again; I will kill you!” growled Marion. She was pissed but had no idea why and didn’t care. Luke looked like he had been gut-punched while being ran over. He turned and did his best to choke off the tears that Marion caused when she stabbed him. As he walked over to the artillery, he could see some of them celebrating.

“Hey!” he boomed “Get your fucking asses in gear, Now. I want these cannons facing York’s walls by sunrise tomorrow.”

“But sir...” protested one of the officers “That wasn’t the plan.”

“Plans change. Get your fucking ass in gear now before I see if I can kick it through York’s walls.” The officer turned white. As big as Luke was, nobody in their right mind would ever cross him. The officer recovered soon enough and turned yelling orders as he went. The troops began hitching up the horses and hooking up the guns.

“Luke?” He spun around and Gabriel was standing there with a worried look. “Are you and Marion good?”

“That’s none of your God-damned fucking business, Colonel” Luke turned on his heel and continued to push his artillery to get moving. Gabriel was dumbfounded. Yes, she did hold the rank of Colonel in Marion’s army but Luke had never been formal with her before. Furthermore, he usually tried to avoid blasphemy; not because he cared or even gave a fuck but out of respect for the locals. After Luke out of hearing range, Gabriel called over a nearby Captain that commanded one of the two companies of the elite infantry.

“Captain, get your troops ready to move out. You will be escorting Luke’s guns to York and he is getting ready to leave now.”

“Yes ma’am” and he was off. Gabriel had a reputation in the army as a very powerful and smart woman and when she gave an order, you obeyed. Gabriel was worried for Marion and Luke. She didn’t know what had set Marion off and Gabriel suspected that she didn’t know herself, but Gabriel could see the pain in Luke’s eyes. As Gabriel stood there, trying to figure things out; Marion came up behind her.

“What the fuck are you standing around for?!? There’s still plenty of work to do.” When Gabriel looked, she was struck by the look in Marion’s eyes. Instead of the loving, caring woman that Gabriel was use to; there was unbridled rage. Gabriel had never seen this look on Marion’s face, but figured that now wasn’t the time to argue so Gabriel saluted and went to help with the casualties.

In the hospital area, Alice was the one was to be obeyed. Her first rule was that when someone came in the uniform came off and that person was treated just as that, a person. Their place in line was dictated by the severity of their injury and not which army they belonged to or if they were noble or common birth. Her official rank was Colonel but she would ream anyone who called her that. She was a doctor first and foremost. Almost as soon as the shooting stopped, her work began. By now she was a fairly competent doctor and knew what to do in most cases. If not then she knew enough to guess her way through it. Before the battle she had made sure that everyone in her unit was well rested and that they had plenty of straight alcohol on hand. They used it to sterilize their hands and tools, and boiled horse hair or catgut for sutures.

Alice was the one who got to work on Cecilia when she came in. Alice cleaned the rest of her stump up and pulled a piece of shrapnel out of her shoulder. Alice wished that she could give her patients something for their pain, but Luke hadn’t had time to develop something yet. As pissed as Alice was about her patient’s suffering, she did understand. Luke was beyond incredibly busy with the needs of making arms for the army and machines to make those arms. He had also been busy with training new metal workers and training the army. After all, if their army hadn’t won then Alice’s efforts wouldn’t have mattered.

Thankfully she understood this all too well. Cecilia was still fighting with everyone and shouting insults at anyone that she could see. When she tried insulting Alice, Alice just ignored her. Cecilia couldn’t hurt anyone for she had been strapped down to the stretcher and had her clothes cut off so that Alice could see what she was doing. Once Alice was done, she sowed Cecilia up and sent her to the recovery area while Alice got ready for the next patient.

Pollyanna was dragging ass for she had been up the whole night before and hadn’t been able to get much sleep. Now she was with her engineers working on rebuilding bridges so the army could pass. She used some of her escort to help cut down trees and move the logs while the rest kept watch. Every so often she would switch them out so that the first group could get some rest while the second group did some work. The men grumbled about having to do work but Pollyanna didn’t really care and they knew it.

The complaining was never anything serious for everyone respected Pollyanna and liked her as well. She was usually easy going but would crack down hard if someone got out of line. It also helped that her husband Matt served under her and Pollyanna wouldn’t hesitate to lend a hand when help was needed. Pollyanna’s plans though were thrown for a loop when Luke showed with his guns. Fortunately, she had just finished the first bridge, but it was the easiest of the four that she had to rebuild.

“Luke, what the hell? You weren’t supposed to be here until tomorrow afternoon.” When he looked at her, she was stuck by the pain in his eyes.

“Plans change Pollyanna.”

“What changed?” asked Pollyanna almost desperately. But Luke didn’t answer. He just led his guns across the bridge, paused just enough for his escort, and continued toward York. Pollyanna then kicked herself into high gear as her unit was gathering up their tools and getting ready to move out.

Back on the battlefield, the dead had been buried and the prisoners were under guard. Marion left half of the remaining infantry to guard the prisoners and Alice while she took the remaining cavalry and infantry and started her march on York. She knew that Luke had already left and she was furious with him. Why had he risked the guns like that? The plan had been to wait a day so that the engineers could get the bridges rebuilt, then the whole army would leave together. She now had to fight to not only catch up with her artillery but to catch up with her husband. Although she refused to let it show, she was deeply worried about Luke.

“Gabriel” asked Marion “Do you have any idea why Luke took off like that?”

“No, I don’t but I might have a theory.” Marion looked at her and Gabriel explained “I talked to him just before he left and the pain in his eyes was almost unbearable. I think that it might have had something to do with the way that you reamed him right after you found Cecilia.”

Marion gasped at this revolution. She was about to offer a rebuke but the look from Gabriel killed it before Marion could get it out. She had been extremely rude toward Luke while all he wanted to do was to comfort his distraught wife.

“Gabriel, I need to you do me a favor please. Take a squad of cavalry and catch up with Luke. Make sure that he is safe and that he doesn’t do anything reckless. I know that I have no right to ask this, but Please; can you do that for me? I couldn’t stand to lose him for he means everything to me”

“Just make sure that when you see him again that you not only tell him but show him what he means to you Marion. You hurt him very bad.” With this Gabriel was off.

Marion’s world was spinning around her. Yes, she had won the battle decisively but her sister was at death’s door. Worse still was the way that she had let her emotions overwhelm her when Luke had just been trying to offer her a little bit of comfort. After all, Luke had been in battles before while this was Marion’s first real battle. Sure, she had been in plenty of skirmishes before but a skirmish is just a skirmish, a battle is a battle, and a war is a war as her Luke would often say. He would then usually go on how various politicians and generals throughout his history had confused them and ended up losing everything.

She was now beginning to realize that she didn’t push him away, she shoved. Not only that but she had stabbed him. She wouldn’t blame him if he left her but she would never forgive herself. She would rather have died then have to live with herself if she drove Luke off.

Chapter 33.

Luke was driving his guns and crews very hard. When he came to one of the destroyed bridges, he would lead the guns to the nearest ford and continue. If they couldn’t get to the ford then he would use every trooper he had to rebuild the bridge so that it was just good enough. Let the engineers finish it. He needed them to be just good enough to get his guns across. Whenever someone would ask why he was pushing so hard, he would just give them one of his famous looks. That was always enough and by the time they had crossed the second stream, none of them bothered to ask anymore. Through the night he drove everyone hard. He wasn’t afraid to grab an axe and help cut trees either. By sunrise the next day, Luke had his guns positioned about 500 meters from York’s strongest gate. Luke knew that his guns would be easily able to reduce the fortifications for he had modelled them after the 1858 Napoleon smoothbore. The first thing he did though was to send his aid-de-camp, Captain Trent, up to the walls under a flag of truce to demand the city surrender immediately.

Cecilia had left the city under the command of her most trusted and loyal subordinate, Anthony of Essex. She knew that the city would be in good hands until she got back. A couple of days after Cecilia had left, one of his soldiers woke him up right after sunrise. Anthony was pissed to put it mildly for he had been up late the night before working over a new batch of cunts and he was exhausted. The soldier told him that someone at the main gate had a message for him. So, Anthony lazily got up and dressed. The bastard had woken him up so he could wait.

When Anthony looked out over the wall, he saw a single man on horseback. The man had strange green clothes on and an even stranger helmet.

“Whatever you want, make it quick” Anthony snapped. He was from one of the wealthiest families in

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 6

Snowden Speaks — Wed, 01 Oct 2025 00:59:00 +0000

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 6

Marion continues growing but must suffer a loss.

Based on a post by somethin fishy, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Chapter 25.

When Luke and Marion woke up the next morning, it was storming out. Nothing really serious, just one of those late summer storms with a decent amount of rain, some wind and usually some lighting. Being that it was a warm rain, Luke went out into it without putting clothes on. It was about the perfect temperature. With some persuasion, Marion came out too. Soon both of them were playing like children with them jumping in mud puddles and just having a good time. Marion, before too long, was working on getting everyone else to strip down and join them. The women were quick to strip down and Bard followed suit not too long after.

Robin though, was raised to be very modest and in believing that the devil would soon visit; so, he wouldn’t strip down with everyone else. Marion, for her part, respected his views and didn’t try forcing his which he appreciated. Basically, as long as he respected her view, she respected his. The rain continued for almost an hour. During this time the miserable feeling of the day before were forgotten for the time being. The group was having too much fun. Not only was playing in the rain fun, but they were all busy teasing Marion about her limping and careful walking. Everyone had heard her the night before and this actually helped the group start to recover from Stella’s death.

All too soon though, the rain stopped and it was back to business. Marion had left it to Pollyanna, Stella’s closest friend, on where to bury her. Pollyanna picked a small church, in the village, from where Stella was originally from. So, the group made to four hour track to the village church. Once there though, the group realized that the whole village had been abandoned. From the looks of things, it had been abandoned not that long ago. Gabriel found an empty space in the cemetery and Alice had even found a coffin for Stella. Luke and Bard took care of digging the grave, making sure to go down six feet. Once the grave had been dug, everyone but Matt grabbed a line and lowered Stella’s body into the ground. Once done, Marion spoke a few words. After she had finished, but before everyone started to bury her, Pollyanna started speaking:

“For my best friend, the woman who taught me to be a woman and who encouraged me to fight like a man; I cannot thank you enough. I swear this now that I shall ever stop working toward freeing the people of this tormented land so that no others have to make the choices that you did, Stella. For nobody should be forced into the position of selling their bodies just so that their children can have something to eat, or having to watch as those children are ripped away by soldiers because the family couldn’t pay the record high taxes levied on them because some lazy noble wanted to host a bigger party then their neighbor. Go in peace know Stella and know that I will always love you for all that you have done for me.”

“Amen” everyone said while trying to hold back their tears.

When she finished, everyone in the group started to openly weep; Pollyanna had just said out loud what everyone had been feeling in their hearts. Eventually, they started burying their friend, and Pollyanna finished things by pushing a cross which Gabriel had made into the ground. The cross had actually been Stella’s sword at one time, but Gabriel had broken it in half after Stella had been killed and had etched Stella’s name and date of death on it.

After they finished, Luke put his arms around Marion’s shoulder. This always made her feel better and it did this time as well. Looking around, Marion started getting curious about this village. It looking like a nice enough place to stay, so the group split up to search the village. Luke found a fully intact blacksmithing shop that still had its tools in it and plenty of raw materials laying around. Marion found a small tavern but all the alcohol was gone. Robin and Bard checked out the church while Gabriel went up to check out the steeple for this looked like the prefect place from which she could pick off intruders. Alice went though the houses and found one that was significantly cleaner than the rest. To make it better, it had a large supply of herbs in it that Alice recognized as having medicinal value. Not only that, it still had to tools to process the herbs. Pollyanna meanwhile stayed with Matt and they talked quietly. They both realized that they were quickly falling in love and only hoped that nobody would object. Luke of course already knew about them and had told them as much. He also told them that as long as they continued to do their duties that he had no objections. In fact, he had wished them the best of luck and they looked like they belonged together, and they made a cute couple.

Within an hour the group met back up at the church. Marion made the decision to move their base of operations here as soon as they could get all their gear and they had scouted the area. Everyone agreed with her; this was far nicer living then in the forest plus there was so much here that they could use that it would be foolish not to move. An added bonus was that they were now further away from York and therefore safer for the time being. The last thing that justified them moving was that they had been recently discovered and didn’t know how long it would be before Cecilia would try again. She figured that it would probably take them about a week or so to move.

Matt and Alice would stay behind, in the village, while the group moved. Moving around was extremely painful for Matt and Alice would have to take care of him. Pollyanna made the announcement that her and Matt were now an item in the most obvious way possible. She wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a giant, wet kiss on his lips. That simple kiss began to turn into something more when Matt started pushing his tongue into Pollyanna’s mouth. Only Marion loudly clearing her throat made them stop. When Pollyanna looked up, she looked like the kid how got caught with their hand in the cookie jar. This made the rest of the group fall over laughing and Pollyanna’s reddening face didn’t help any.

Eventually everyone in the group were able to compose themselves. Marion told Pollyanna to stay behind to not only help protect Matt but also to scout the area. Marion told her that the rest of them would be back the next day with some of the gear and to hear what all Pollyanna had found while scouting. Marion and Luke couldn’t for the life of them understand why everyone in the village was gone. In fact, it looked like everyone had just stopped whatever it was that they had been doing and left.

This was actually not far from the truth. This village was one of those that refused to follow Cecilia so she had come in and forced all the residence of the area to move to York. Of course, the young men were forced into her army while the young woman were force to become army whores. Thing is though that the village itself hadn’t been destroyed and now it was going to be Marion’s new base of operations.

The trip back was much faster than the trip to the village, in the first place. On the way back, the group was able to ambush a small patrol. One of the members was only badly wounded so Marion was able to pump him for information; although she didn’t have to pump very hard for the man was one of Cecilia’s forced recruits.

“Cecilia’s hold is slipping as most soldiers refuse to leave their quarters anymore. For the most part she is having to rely on mercenary soldiers who have never heard of you ma’am. Also, I feel that I should warn you that she is planning another major offensive aimed at forcing you out of the forest so that she can finally eliminate you. This time she will be using her mercenary troops and their commanders are extremely tough men. They make everyone in Cecilia’s regular army seem like little girls instead of fighting men.”

With this the man died. Marion ordered that the man be at least given a burial instead of just dragging him off into the woods to be eaten like they usually did. This patrol had only six men in it and didn’t yield very much loot. The most valuable thing they got were the extra horses. Marion was now determined to move camp even faster than before. The rest of the way back was uneventful.

Once they were back in camp, Marion had the group immediately start preparing the first load of gear for in the morning. Looking everything over, Marion decided that it should only take three round trips to move everything; two less then she had initially thought. After getting tomorrow morning’s gear ready, Luke took the first watch while everyone else bedded down. Marion was taking no chances now, and she relieved Luke four hours later.

As soon as started to get light the next morning, Marion woke everyone up. She was anxious to get moving, and within forty minutes the first load was on its way. The trip to the village was fast and uneventful. When they were about fifteen minutes form the village, they were intercepted by Alice. She was standing watch while Pollyanna got some rest.

“She found two nearby villages, Marion. In both of them the people were starving. She didn’t make contact though for it was only the three of us here. We figured that once everything gets moved that you might want to go to the villages and introduce yourself for it’s about time that we stop hiding and start making actual strides toward getting rid of your bitch sister.”

“Very good Alice and yes that is exactly what I will do. Now for some news for you. We intercepted a small patrol on our way home yesterday. One of the men was only wounded badly and he told us that Cecilia is getting ready to launch another offensive only this time she’s using mercenary troops under professional leadership. I figure that we should be able to get everything moved within three days if we don’t get interrupted.”

The next couple of days were busy ones for the group. Marion rotated who stayed in the village. This way everyone would have a general idea of the lay of the land before they made their presence known. In order to hide themselves, they even held off setting booby-traps for the time being. After they had gotten the last load, Marion ordered that the whole area around their former camp be riddled with booby-traps of all kinds and in much thicker densities the they usually used. Doing this took the rest of the day and they had to make the trip back to the village in the dark. None of them minded though for they had a full moon and were used to moving around in the dark. Marion was able to get a few hours’ sleep when they got back. Her and Luke now had a small house to themselves. Actually, everyone in the group did. Marion’s house was the one that had the blacksmith’s shop attached to it.

The next morning, the group had their first strategy meeting. They all shared everything that they had learned about their new home: where the villages were, where the roads ran, where were the streams, bridges, and fords were at. Luke shared what he would be focusing on for the next couple of weeks. He was going to make horse drawn reaping machines. His machines weren’t combines but they would be far ahead of reaping crops with a sickle. Gabriel would go around and set up hidden watch post and look for good trees for which to make good bows and arrows out of. Alice would get a hospital set up. She would also search the area for medicinal plants. Bard would help Luke in the blacksmith shop when he wasn’t busy tending to the group’s livestock or the fields which the group had found. Pollyanna would be working on mapping the area. Luke had told her to pay particular attention to areas that they could fortify or areas in which they could set up a water powered blacksmith shop or a grist mill. Matt was confined to bedrest for the next five weeks, but while he was in bed, he would be working on making new clothes for everyone and more arrows for the group. Marion in the meantime would be working on getting the other villages in the area to join with her for she knew that she would need their help to overthrow Cecilia.

Chapter 26.

Cecilia in the meantime, was growing ever more paranoid and fearful of Marion. Her army mostly refused to leave their barracks for they had suffered enough losses at Marion’s hands and they didn’t want anything more to do with her. When they did go out, they stayed very close to town and they defiantly stayed out of the forest. Even Cecilia’s assassins had failed. She had sent them out to kill Marion and instead twenty of them had been killed including their leader. This caused the rest of them to scatter in the wind after all they were assassins not soldiers and they quickly found out that hunting Marion was a fool’s errand and a surefire way to meet with God. Or course it took a while for Cecilia to get this news for Marion didn’t leave any survivors that knew what had happened. Then just a few days later, a small patrol went missing. They hadn’t even been patrolling in an area that Marion had ever attacked before. This caused Cecilia to really lose sleep. Was Marion expanding her operations? Was there another group that was rising up against her? Nobody knew for they couldn’t find the bodies.

Soon after she had sent her assassins off, Cecilia had a most important visitor. He was a legendary mercenary commander and had a knack for hunting down rebel groups and eliminating them. He had heard of Cecilia’s problems, all the way in Paris and he thought that he might be able to get a very good job offer. After all he was able to bring almost one thousand seasoned men into the field. These were very experienced and highly motivated men.

At first Cecilia balked at the terms the general was offering but then again, she really didn’t have much choice after Marion had routed her regular army. She was hoping that her assassins would be able to get the job done, but she had her doubts and she needed a back-up plan. Cecilia was able to make it to where she wouldn’t have to pay most of the cost until the general had proven that he had been successful. After seeing everything that her sister was now capable of, Cecilia had serious doubts that this continental general could do any better. In fact, she told him as such and that was when he agreed to terms that actually favored Cecilia.

The visiting general wasn’t French but German. His name was General Kleist and he came from the Saxon controlled area of central Europe in what would eventually become central Germany. He was almost fifty years old and had never lost a fight. He had been a soldier since before he needed to shave and had been given his first army when he was eighteen. He had fought all over Europe and had a brutal reputation when it came to rebel groups. Against regular troops he fought with honor, but that completely disappeared when he fought rebels. Most of his men were German, but he had men from all over Europe, including England. These were the men that he would be relying on for this contract. The general had interviewed the surviving men of Cecilia’s previous expedition to find out what had happened. What he learned, shocked him. Marion’s troops were extremely ingenious and ruthless, but they were also capable of showing extreme kindness as well. Furthermore, Marion didn’t strike at the noble’s morale, she struck at the common soldier’s morale. By convincing them that the fight was worthless and that they would only die if they continued. This made the largest part of the army worthless for its commanders and left the nobles vulnerable to ambushes. General Kleist didn’t share the common misconception that knights were invulnerable in battle for he had seen this notion get crushed on numerous occasions. Knights did have their roles to play but they had to have the protection of the infantry.

Just as the general was about to leave to fetch the rest of his men, Cecilia got word that a small patrol had disappeared. This sounded like one of Marion’s tricks and she forbid the general from leaving for he could send a messenger for his men; she needed him with her now. Kleist would have to force Cecilia’s own army into the field. He knew that as a fighting force, that army was worthless at the moment and he told Cecilia that. She then did something that he wasn’t really expecting in that she gave him free rein over her army.

“General just do whatever you have to do to get those worthless bastards whipped into shape. Then when you are ready, take them out and crush my sister.”

“Yes milady.” And he left.

What followed was a brutal time for those in the army. General Kleist whipped any man that didn’t follow orders. If they complained, they got whipped. If they tried to desert then he had them hung, drawn and quartered, and finally beaten to death by his own comrades. Kleist wanted the men to fear him more than Marion. It took a couple of months but he was making real progress with turning the mob that he started with, back into a real army. During that time, he and Cecilia had started sleeping together. The general found Cecilia to be a very passionate woman and Cecilia found the general to be very experienced in bed and would always make sure that Cecilia was very satisfied. Cecilia was doing this because she hadn’t gotten laid since leaving Lincoln and figured that this would be a cheaper way to keep Kleist loyal to her. Kleist was fucking her because for one, she was beautiful. Two, she was powerful and Kleist wanted some of that power for himself and third pounding Cecilia senseless helped him relax in the evenings. Retraining her ragged army was very stressful and Kleist found that fucking Cecilia helped him forget. His eventual goal was to marry her and then use her army to force her out after she had produced a number of children for him but first, he would have to get rid of Marion.

It was almost three months after the general first arrived that his army got there. These men were professionals and it showed. They had excellent gear and marched with supreme confidence. It took them just over a week to integrate Cecilia’s army with his own, but by the time it was done, he had an army of just over two thousand men. They still didn’t know exactly where Marion’s forces were at but the area of where Cecilia’s first army was routed seemed like a good place to start. Everyone knew that Marion was still around, only now it was Cecilia’s tax collectors that were being targeted and all the villages near that forest were now in open rebellion. Problem was that by the time that the general had gotten the army ready, winter had settled over northern England and put all thoughts of an offensive on hold until spring. Nobody fought in winter. It was too dangerous and with no grass available, horses and oxen died in groves so the army and the general settled in for the winter.

Chapter 27.

Marion and the rest of the group rapidly settled down into the village. Bard was finding out that Luke was a man of many parts when Luke started making reaping machines that they could rent out to the local villages for a tiny part of their harvest. Luke told Bard that the machines would save so much grain that even with paying the fee, the villagers would still be coming out ahead. This way everyone would win. Marion’s group would get the food that they would get the food that they would need for the winter and the villagers would get even more grain than usual. An added bonus was that the locals would start trusting Marion and that was more important than the food. While Luke was making machines, he also took the time to teach Bard how to make knives and swords. Before long Bard was making amazingly beautiful swords that were very balanced and were very good at holding their edge. By the time the harvest had come around, Luke had built six reaping machines and had furthermore made harnesses so that horses could be used instead of oxen. This would further speed up the harvest over the old ways. One of the long range projects that Luke was working on was a steam engine that would be able to power the shop and would enable Luke to work on bigger projects faster. Bard kept working on his swords for which soon he was making really good money from; by selling them.

In the meantime, Alice was rapidly growing her skills as a doctor and an apothecary. As soon as Marion had started to draw more people to her banner, Alice’s skills began to come into high demand. At first Alice completely memorized every scrape of medical information on Luke’s computer and every last bit that he had drifting around in his head. Alice made sure to write everything down in the common language, English no Latin or Greek here. She would then give this information to Pollyanna who had set up a print shop in town and was

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 5

Snowden Speaks — Tue, 30 Sep 2025 00:58:00 +0000

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 5

Marion returns with vengeance.

Based on a post by somethin fishy, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

They waited until the troops had pasted them before attacking. Pollyanna and Stella started shooting when they were about twenty meters behind the last of the soldiers. They were able to shoot two volleys before the soldiers even knew that they were under attack. As the soldiers were stopping to turn around Pollyanna and Stella dropped their third pair of targets. Now the odds were seven to one. Before the soldiers could charge the odds had become to six to one. As the soldiers started their charge toward the two women, they ran off the road and continued to shoot from the forest. Being in the forest allowed them to hide and shoot and the trees slowed the soldiers down.

The odds were down to five to one by the time the soldiers had made it to the pair but now they were close enough to use their swords. Stella was the first to catch a blow when one of the soldiers struck her bow and cut it in half, but before he could strike again, Pollyanna shot him and Stella was able to draw her sword and cut down another passing rider. Now it was four to one but the problem for the women now was that the remaining eight were some of the best and most loyal men that Cecilia had. Stella had barely seen him but was able to yell out:

“Polly Behind You!” As Pollyanna turned, one of the men drove his horse right over her and knocked her out. Normally, something like that would have killed Pollyanna but her armor saved her and now Stella was by herself. She continued the hack and slash at anyone who came close while working herself over to where she could protect Pollyanna. Stella hoped that Pollyanna was only knocked out and not dead, but had no time to check.

Finally surrounded, the troop leader demanded Stella’s honorable surrender. At first, she refused, but when she took in the full situation, she could see really didn’t have a choice. She was outnumbered eight to one and Pollyanna was out cold. Hopefully by giving her honorable surrender, Stella could buy herself and Pollyanna some time for Marion to bail them out. Thankfully Marion knew where the two of them had been patrolling and Stella knew that Marion would be looking for them within only an hour or so. They had left a note, written in the group’s code at the site where they had rescued the women explaining where they were headed. So, Stella surrendered.

Stella and Pollyanna were both searched while most of the men searched the surrounding forest where they managed to round up all five of the other women. Stella knew better then to fight at the moment but the other women were fighting viciously. This was deeply amusing for the soldiers. The commander wanted to just kill the five women and take the two captured back to York. His men had other ideas; they were not about to waste five good pussies before they could play some.

“Fine, you idiot’s have an hour and then we kill them.” The commander stated. His authority over these men was still a bit shaky for he was a very recent transfer from Richard’s former main estate plus an extra hour wouldn’t matter and maybe he could get some information out of his captives; so, while his men started to rape the women, he sat with Stella and Pollyanna to have a talk with Stella. By this time, Stella had checked on Pollyanna and could see that she was only knocked out and should be coming to before long. The commander had watched this and was impressed. Stella went through checking Pollyanna in such a way that suggested that she not only knew what she was doing but had nerves of steel as well.

“So, lass what be your name?” Stella just looked at him but didn’t answer. The commander had expected as much for this clearly was not a weak woman.

“Well, my name is Captain Hall, but you can call me Matt.”

“Why are you letting your men rape those poor women? Don’t you think that they’re been through enough already?” Stella asked with enough venom to kill all the men.

“Well, there are seven of them and only one of me, plus those men are mercenaries while I am not. Also, what kind of word is don’t?”

‘Shit, didn’t think that though’ thought Stella. “Where I come from that is called a contraction. It is a combination of the words do not and by using contractions it makes speaking more efficient.”

“Where are you from then? I have traveled widely in my many years and I have never heard speech like that.”

“Well, I am from a far-off land known as America.” Stella knew that she couldn’t tell the truth here so she made up a cover story using parts of Luke’s story as her own.

“America? I have never heard of such a land.”

“It is far away after all. It lays far to the West, across the sea.”

“Then how did you end up here then?”

“Like you, I have traveled widely and I have been travelling almost constantly for many years. I have probably been to more places than you have ever heard of.”

By this time Pollyanna was starting to come around so Stella went to her side to help. Matt quietly watched as Stella helped Pollyanna sit up and then do something with Pollyanna’s eyes. Stella then checked Pollyanna’s pulse and then checked her for broken bones. Eventually Stella decided that Pollyanna probably only sustained a mild concussion and she would be fine. While she was checking her Stella quietly told Pollyanna what was going on including the story that she was telling the commander. The other men were making enough noise to cover up their own conversation. Matt then started trying to get some information out of Pollyanna but all that she would say was that she was an engineer. Matt had heard of engineers, he had served with many large armies in his past, but he had never heard of a female engineer before. He guessed that it was possible after all one of his sisters had been very bright before disease had killed her and truth be told; it was his memory of her that had caused him to be so kind to these two women.

After an hour the men’s time was up.

“Hey idiots, when you finish up with your current woman, kill her. We need to get going.” Neither Stella or Pollyanna said a thing for they both knew that if these women were kept alive then their secret would be revealed and they would most likely be killed. Within ten minutes, all five women lay dead and the men had themselves dressed and ready to go. The men then started showing interest in Stella and Pollyanna but the captain claimed them for himself. These two amazed him and he wasn’t about to let them be used by some lowlife soldiers. When one of the men tried to grab Stella, she grabbed his wrist, flipped him over her body and stomped on his throat at the same time he was landing on the ground. Stella’s aim was true and she crushed the jugular, leading to the quick death of the arrogant soldier.

The other men, including Matt, took a step back at seeing this. Obviously, these were not women that you would want to piss off, and now with both of them awake and alert the odds were now three and a half to one and none of them were confident that they could win even with the odds in their favor. Matt quickly ordered that the women’s hands be bound and to the women:

“If you fight us anymore, I will have you ran through. Is that clear?” Both women nodded. “Good because the last thing I want to do is have you two killed.”

Once the women were bound, the group continued on their way. Matt had the women put on horses and had one of his men keep hold of the reins to keep the women from doing anything stupid. Another one of his men rode next to each woman with their sword out and ready to use at a moment’s notice. Matt wasn’t going to take any more chances that these women try to escape.

For hours, the group rode in mostly silence. There was some occasional talk between the men and Matt. Once in a while Matt would ask one of the women a question. Sometimes they answered, sometimes they didn’t. The answers that they did give were always very short. It almost seemed that the women were waiting for something or someone. Matt had quickly caught on to this and had sent two of his men ahead to keep an eye out.

Finally, the woods thinned out and they could see the city of York in the distance and Matt was relieved for these two women had been making all of his men and himself, for that matter, nervous as hell. Matt almost couldn’t wait to get the women back into his small house that he rented in town. Through Matt’s cloud of thoughts, a sound broke through, the sound of men being killed quickly. Matt snapped out of his thoughts and looked around. All the men with him were still alive, but it was obvious that they had heard the noise to for they all had their swords drawn and were looking into the woods. They had also sped up their mounts for right now all they wanted to do was to get back to the safety of town. Coming around the last corner, the group stopped in their tracks. There laying on the ground were their two advance guards and standing over them was a giant. The giant had a green overcoat on and the hood had been pulled over its face. Matt actually wondered if this thing might actually be capable of picking him and his horse up and slamming them both into the ground. Then the giant spoke:

“Those two women belong to me and I would appreciate their return.” The voice was very calm and under these circumstances very unnerving.

“They are mine now” growled Matt. Then speaking to his men: “Kill that bastard”

“I believe the gentleman asked for his women back and it will be in your best interest to return them” came a female voice. All the men including Matt stopped and looked. Stepping out from behind the giant was another person that wore the same long green overcoat. Now that Matt was thinking clearly, this was the same type of overcoat that is captives were wearing. Again, the female voice spoke: “This is your last warning; release them and I might let you live. If you refuse to release them, then I guarantee that you will be dead within a minute.”

“Who the fuck are you?!?!” spat Matt. He was getting pissed and he wasn’t about to release the woman that had killed over half of his men. Ahead of him the two looked at each other and them back to Matt. At the same time, they swept off their hoods and Matt found himself looking at a fairly handsome man and a woman that could only be described as an angel or the goddess of beauty. Behind him, he heard a gasp. “What?” he asked the man who had gasped.

“We should do what they say sir for that is Marion of York and therefore I bet the giant is the man named Luke. I am telling you now sir that we stand no chance against them.”

Now Matt knew who they were for he had heard the tales and seeing these two in the flesh didn’t doubt that the tales were true. Now knowing the two in front of him, he could guess at who his captives were. He also knew that if Cecilia heard that he released two members of Marion’s group that he would die a very slow and painful death. As he was deciding what to do, Marion spoke

“If you don’t release my people by the time, I count to five, then I will have you killed where you stand. Of course, if you try charging then you will only die faster. My best archer is hidden in the woods and she never misses”

This decided things for Matt and he told the men to put away their swords and untie the women.

“But Milord, if Cecilia hears of this then we will all be dead anyway. I know not about you, but I would much rather die at Marion’s hands then Cecilia’s. For you know that Cecilia will torture us and kill our families where if Marion kills us then it will be at least fast and our families will hopefully still have a chance.”

“You men know that you have a third option” said Stella. She urged her horse forward until she was in front of all the men and then she turned to face them. “You men can join us and serve Marion in her bid to oust the tyrannical Cecilia and bring peace and prosperity back to northern England.” All the men were staring at her like she was a ghost or had turned into a monster and their faces turned white as sheets. The seconds ticked by, the men under Matt’s command were paralyzed for they had never expected this. From what everything that was said about Marion, they had expected to be killed very slowly. Eventually Marion stepped forward and came to stand next to Stella.

“Choose now!” Marion snapped. This seemed to snap the men out of their paralysis. “The men who are willing to follow me need to get off their horses now. The rest of you will have ten seconds to get the hell out of here before I have you killed.”

Matt was the first one to dismount. Something in Marion gave him hope and it was like she was an angel, with a halo surrounding her, that screamed “Follow me”. About half of his men followed suit while the rest decided to run. They had family that still lived in York and without them there to protect them, they would be dead within a month. Marion true to her word let the men go, but before they rode off, she stopped them.

Handing them each a small pouch; she told them “Here, take this and make sure that your families get it before you meet with my sister. Make sure that when you report what happened that you do not mention it for, she will surely steal it from you. Now good luck and ride safe.” Marion stepped out of the way and let the men ride on. She then turned to check out her four new recruits.

Chapter 21.

The mood in Cecilia’s castle was bleak to say the least. It had been going downhill ever since the raid that had killed Richard had happened. If there was any rumor that Marion had been sighted, Cecilia sent off a group of her men to investigate but that was all they ever were was rumors. In the meantime, Cecilia’s grasp on reality started to slip. She was ever more fearful of the people turning against her. This fear lead her to institute loyalty oaths for all her men. She had also demanded that they all move their families into York. She made it clear that if any of them tried anything that went against her, that their families would be killed by either torture or being burned at the stake. She would use fear to keep everyone in line.

At the same time, she raised taxes even further. Any household that couldn’t pay were either forced to provide free labor for Cecilia’s estates, or had to provide a young man for her army, or had to provide a young woman to help entertain the soldiers. If the household couldn’t or wouldn’t meet these conditions then the household would be destroyed. The men would be worked to death on her estates, usually in the mines, while the women would be forced into sexual servitude. They would be sent to one of Cecilia’s brothels where their life span would be measured in months. For these women would be the ones to serve the customers that had social diseases or who had very kinky taste like murder or cannibalism fetishes. As long as they paid for the goods, Cecilia didn’t care what happened to the girls.

On this day, Cecilia was waiting on a gold shipment. It was money that she had made by selling the extra food that she had brought in with her taxes. The food was needed but she needed hard money even more. The shipment was under a strong guard and was led by one of her most trusted men; Captain Matthew Hall. He was extremely capable and extremely loyal. The only thing that bothered Cecilia about using him was that he had no family for her to have leverage over him. The captain was due back soon for he had sent a messenger ahead to tell Cecilia that he had the shipment under guard and was leaving London. He had even given her an approximate date that he thought that he would be back by.

She got a message that said that some of the Captain’s men had returned but not the Captain. Cecilia went to meet with them and there was only three that had returned out of twenty that had left. Furthermore, none of the money had made it back and this outraged Cecilia. She managed to just barely hold her temper in check while the men gave their reports. It seemed that Marion was back and her entire group that had escaped, had survived. She had ambushed the convey and had killed most of the guards. The only way they had survived was that they had played dead while Marion and her followers had looted the money, the arms, and armor from the dead.

Cecilia exploded. Her damn sister was back and now had a lot of money. Cecilia had been expecting almost five thousand pounds from the sale of her extra food and other goods. The surviving men made their retreat while Cecilia was busy ranting and raving.

“Was that a good idea lying to her like that” one of them asked.

“You want to go back and tell her the truth? Plus, we did not exactly lie, we just left some things out of our report.” was the response “Besides with the money that Marion gave us, we can afford to buy food for our families for the next month.” This settled it for the three of them, after all Cecilia didn’t need to be bothered by the embarrassing details of how they had been ambushed by only two women and half of the survivors had joined Marion.

After Cecilia had worn herself out, with her tantrum, she called all her commanders together. The survivors had given her the approximate position of Marion’s ambush and Cecilia was eager to get revenge and to get her gold back. It would take a couple of days to get the men ready to go. Cecilia gave her men just one day to get ready. She had almost three thousand men at her command and one hundred elite knights. She was going to send almost everyone out with the exception of about one hundred men that she used to keep order in town and guard the castle.

Everything in town was thrown into chaos. Soldiers were busy gathering food and fodder for the expedition. They had to get all the horses and mules ready as well. Weapons had to be sharpened and uniforms had to be repaired. Some of the horses needed new shoes and a few saddles had to be replaced. Every civilian in town was put to work in helping get the soldiers ready to go. Cecilia had also ordered the gates of the town to be sealed. No one was allowed in or out without her direct orders and there were no exceptions.

The preparations went on through the night, no one in town got any sleep and that included Cecilia for she was going over her commander’s plans, gathering any and all intel on the forest in which it was said that Marion and her crew were hiding. She also talked to the armorers which she had tasked in recreating Tom’s gear; to see if they might be able to add anything new to what Cecilia knew about Marion’s likely hiding area. Problem here was that even after a month, her armorers were no closer to recreating the armor. Apparently, some mysterious process had been used to create it, and sorcery was suggested as the only way it could have been possibly done. After all, Cecilia had hired the most experienced armor makers around to make armor like Tom’s and none of them could even come close.

By dawn the next morning, everything had been done and Cecilia’s army marched out of town. Their orders were simple. Comb every inch of the countryside until they found and eliminated the threat that Marion posed. They were ordered that under no circumstances were they to return until Marion’s whole crew had been killed. Cecilia wanted Marion’s head returned to her on a pike. She no longer cared about taking her or Luke alive.

Within a day, the army had reached the final ambush site and they found plenty of evidence to show that Marion had been there. First there were plenty of tracks on the road that appeared to be from the right time. One of the men found a scrape of green fabric that appeared to be the same that Marion’s crew was said to wear as overcoats. They also found the dead guards scattered around the site. Some of them still had the arrows imbedded in them.

The three that had escaped were really amazed for they had been actually ambushed several hours up the road. After all the only ones killed here were the advanced guard and yet the bodies of all their companions were here. It didn’t take them long to figure out that it was Marion actually cared about them, not Cecilia. After all Marion had risked detection to place the other dead men around so that they wouldn’t look guilty. All three decided separately that as soon as they could, they would take their families out of York and join with Marion. That is if this wild goose chase actually ever ended and if they weren’t killed by it. They privately acknowledged to each other that their chances of actually catching Marion ranked far below a snowball’s chances in the depths of hell.

The scouts had found five different trails leading away from the area and some of the trac

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 4

Snowden Speaks — Mon, 29 Sep 2025 00:57:00 +0000

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 4

Marion grows as a leader but only after some serious pain.

Based on a post by somethin fishy, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Luke was glad to get out of there. Richard smelled terrible. Not only was he super obese and he smelled from that, but he had bad body odor and smelled of stale sex. He went to make his way back to his chambers, but he stopped before he got there. He had to do some recon. He explored the castle from top to bottom and stopped to have friendly chats with the guards that he came across. Luke was quickly gaining a reputation for being polite and considerate. Any maids that he crossed paths with didn’t fear being attacked by him. Instead, they all stopped to have a quick chat. Through all this Luke learned that Richard was very unpopular with the men and women of the castle and only stayed in charge because he had the support of about a dozen key men. Luke also learned that the last of the men that had been openly loyal to Charles or Marion had been killed, but the general opinion was that it was for the best for they had long ago resigned from the human race and had become animals just to survive.

Finally, after some hours, Luke returned to his quarters. There he found the others very tense and it didn’t take long for Luke to find out why. Richard was planning on leaving within a week and was demanding that Luke’s women accompany him back to his regular home.

“Well, that decides it. We have to act tonight.”

“Tonight? Luke are you sure?” squeaked Marion.

“Yes sweetheart, I’m sure. Because if we don’t act, they will find out who you really are.” Marion nodded her final agreement.

The group went through all their gear and Luke shared all the intel that he had gathered. This was the first time that any of them other than Marion had seen Luke’s handgun and they were all amazed.

“I promise that after all this is over and if I am still alive then I shall explain everything to all of you. Marion knows most of the things about me but not all.”

Chapter 16.

It was almost midnight when Marion’s group started their attack. Luke had instructed them that if they heard him firing then they should leave as soon as possible and not to look back; Luke wouldn’t accept any arguments. Their first target was Richard’s key supporters. Slip up, kill the guards quickly, then kill the key supporters. Gabriel would start off each attack with her bow. She would hide in a dark corner and shoot the guards throats out. This way they couldn’t scream. Luke would then usually pick the lock and they would slip in. When they found their target, they would slit his throat and usually would have to cover the mouths of the women with them so that no one screamed.

Usually, Stella would calm down the whore that was in the bed. Stella was well known in the castle and had the respect of all the woman. After everything was taken care with one target, they would move on to the next. They worked like this through all the key supporters. Eventually, they only had one target left, Richard. Problem was that he was under heavy guard by loyal men, not the run of the mill castle guards like the rest of them had been.

It took almost three hours to get through all the key personal. This had the benefit that by the time they struck at Richard, most of his guards would be drowsy. Luke stopped the attack for a couple of minutes to regroup and plan out their final assault. After looking things over Luke decided that it just might be time to get the trump card out and ready. He put his sword away and pulled out his sig. Quietly he checked to make sure that there was a round in the chamber.

Just as the group was starting their assault, there was a blood curdling scream from where they had just been. Their latest target had just been found. Luke moved in as soon as Gabriel had shot the door guards. Luke shot the lock out of the door after finding the door was locked. He burst into the room and this being Charles’s old rooms Marion had drawn very exacting sketches so Luke knew exactly where to go. Marion and he moved fast through the rooms, clearing them as they went, while the others guarded the door. Luke and Marion killed anyone that opposed them. By the time they got to Richard, they had killed fifteen men and two women.

“Who the hell are you? What do you mean by barging in here?”

“Why Richard” said Marion taking off her helmet “I am insulted that you do not recognize the rightful owner of these lands.”

When Richard realized just who was standing in front of him, he smiled. “Ah I see that you have returned; Marion of York. Problem is that the rightful owner already has signed over the lands.”

“What do you mean?”

“Cecilia, you want to come out and meet our guest for this evening?”

Marion and Luke started when they caught sight of Cecilia coming out of an adjacent room “Good morning, Marion. Ever the night owl I see. Nice to see you again Luke. It will be so nice to finally have your giant cock buried inside me; but do not worry about Marion for she will have to watch while tied she’s to her old bed.”

“You traitor. You betray father and every person living in these lands for what? Empty promises from this tub of lard.”

This pissed Cecilia off and she started to move toward Marion but Luke pointed his gun at her.

“Ah so that is the “gun” that Cecilia has told me so much about. And before you ask and waste more time, I know that it was you, Luke, who killed my son and his men. And now I think that it is time for all of your people to die.” Richard then whistled and his men started coming out of hiding.

Luke was faster though. As soon as he heard Richard whistle, he shot Richard dead by double tapping him in the heart. Now he had to get Marion and the rest of the team out of this ambush. Luke shot any soldier that he saw while Marion was busy cutting down more. They worked their way back to the door, only to find a battle royal going on.

The team was in serious trouble. They were heavily outnumbered and Gabriel was out of arrows. Luke had to act and act fast. He slapped another clip in and started to walk and shoot. Richard’s men unfamiliar with such a device got nervous and broke. The team took full advantage of this and made their break for it. They had left hidden ropes so that they could make their escape. All they had to do was get to them.

As they were running, Gabriel caught an arrow in her leg. She wanted the rest of the team to leave her and get out, but Luke wouldn’t hear of it.

“You never leave a team member behind, Gabriel. Now come on, let’s get the fuck out of here.”

Luke picked Gabriel up and threw her over his massive shoulder in a fireman’s carry. This way Luke could still fight and Gabriel could shoot her bow as she got the arrows. As the team was getting through one of the doors, Tom was taken down. He had just helped Pollyanna get out for she had turned her ankle and was limping when a swordsman came out of nowhere and ran Tom threw. Pollyanna turned as quickly as she could and killed the swordsman. Stella came out then and seeing Tom lying dead started cursing. She turned to go back in and kill as many bastards as she could find but Marion got to her first and pulled her towards the ropes.

Alice got them first and got everything ready for the rest. Marion came up with Stella and Pollyanna. Stella went down first, followed by Pollyanna and Alice. Marion in the meantime waited for Luke and Gabriel. She didn’t have long to wait either. Luke came up and Marion was horrified. Luke had numerous cuts across his armor and placed that were not armored were bleeding badly, but Luke was so full of adrenaline that he didn’t even notice. He went over with Gabriel hanging on to his back, for dear life, for they had to go down almost forty feet. Marion was the last over and made it down safely but almost didn’t. When she was only ten feet from the ground, someone cut her rope and when she landed, she got herself a bad ankle sprain. Thankfully for all their sakes their horses were nearby and they were able to get out of town without too much hassle. Granted this meant that they had to kill the guard at the gate they used and had to lower the drawbridge themselves, still all things considered not bad.

Chapter 17.

The team had a long ride ahead of them to get back to their campsite, and they were all exhausted. As the team put distance between themselves and the town, their injuries began to make themselves known. Not one of them had managed to escape unscathed. Luke had numerous cuts, especially on his legs and near his hands. Pollyanna had a twisted ankle and was now missing two fingers on her left hand. Gabriel still had the arrow sticking out of her leg and had numerous other cuts. Marion was cut up bad and had a strained ankle. Stella was missing a finger on her right hand and was an emotional wreck after losing Tom. Alice was now missing part of an ear and had a very dramatic cut running down her jawline. Just before daybreak the group finally had to stop. They picked the thickest woods that they could find so that they would at least have some cover until they recovered a bit.

Since Alice was the most talented medic in the group, she took charge of tended the wounds while Luke was her adviser. It took Alice almost two hours to tend to the team’s wounds while Luke tended to hers. As soon as Marion was taken care of, she started cooking some food for everyone. It wasn’t much, just a little bit of stew that Marion made up with the food that was in their saddlebags.

“Well Marion, what is going to be our next move for we cannot go anywhere near York now?” asked Stella.

“I don’t know, Stella. I don’t know.” Luke could see and feel the mood of the group get even darker now. He knew that he would have to step in but he had to be careful for he wanted Marion to grow into the leader that he knew she was capable of being. But right now, he had to keep the group together long enough for Marion to learn how to led.

“Excuse me ladies but I think that we need to get back to our campsite and hunker down until things calm down a bit. After all, if Cecilia’s forces catch us it’s pretty much a sure thing that we will all be killed as painfully as possible.”

When the rest of the group was far enough away, Luke pulled Marion to him and talked quietly;

“Marion, never ever say that you “I don’t know” when asked what to do ever again. Do you hear me?” she just stared at Luke for he was frigid. “Those three words will destroy a unit faster than any kind of enemy action. As the leader it’s your job to know what to do even when you don’t. If you truly want to be a leader then you need to take this advice to heart.” With that Luke helped Marion onto her horse and then mounted his.

With the thought of Cecilia chasing them, to keep them company, the group set out again. Luke was worried about Gabriel’s leg but right now he had more important worries for Cecilia’s troops were starting to get out this far to look for them. The team slipped away as quietly as possible and keep moving though the day. As one member would sleep another one would guide that person’s horse. Finally, they got back to their camp from which they had set off from just a couple of days before.

Back at camp, the mood was somber for they had lost their friend and comrade, Tom. Emotions ran from just sad for Luke to furious from Stella. This wasn’t the first time Luke had lost people in combat and he knew that it wouldn’t be the last. Stella in the meanwhile was dealing with a bad case of survivor guilt. Everyone else in camp was between these two extremes. Since it was late in the afternoon, Luke started cooking supper. Yes, it was time to mourn but things still needed to be done, like cleaning his weapons and mending his clothes. As he was cleaning his Sig, Alice came up to him and asked:

“Luke, are you going to tell us about that thing and about yourself now?” Luke looked at the others and saw that they wanted the answers.

“Can we eat first and then after dinner I will show you all everything?”

“I guess.” Alice replied melodramatically.

“Thank you.”

Dinner that evening was quiet to say the least. The only talking was to ask for food and to say thanks. Luke had managed a hearty venison stew for supper and there was enough left over for breakfast the following morning. After the dishes had been cleaned Luke pulled all of his gear out of hiding. This was going to be the first time that even Marion had seen all his gear. Sure, she had seen the cases, but she had never seen Luke open them.

“Ladies, before I show you what I have to show and before I tell what all I have to tell; I must demand that you swear an oath of silence for if the wrong people, like Cecilia, get ahold of the information that I know, the world as you know it could come to an end. If you cannot do this then you need to leave now.” All of the women nodded their heads, agreeing to his terms.

Luke started with his rifle. It was one of his most prized weapons, even before getting thrown back into the middle ages. It was a .338 caliber with a Leupold scope on it. With this rifle and the Lapua ammo that he was packing, he could shoot someone between the eyes at almost 1500 meters. Gabriel was amazed with this and Luke could see that she really wanted to try shooting it.

“Gabriel” Luke continued once she looked him in the eye “I promise that I will teach you how to use this weapon, as soon as I can start making ammo for it. You will understand why in a little bit.”

Luke then pulled out his computer and powered it up. During the last few months, he had taken it out periodically to make sure that the battery stayed charged. He had charged it with his solar powered charging station. When his laptop finished booting up, he started explaining:

“Now this devise is called a computer. This one in particular probably holds more information than if you combined all the current knowledge on this planet. Stored in here are text on medicine, engineering, math, geography, economics, general science, and physics. I also have a large selection of music and many pictures of my past life.”

“How can all that be stored in that little thing?” asked Marion.

“Well, it’s kind of hard to explain but let me see if I can massively simplify it so that you all can hopefully understand. The information is stored in a form called bytes. That’s the basic building block of all computer languages. A byte is kind of like a letter. Computers like mine can store trillions upon trillions of bytes. Does that make any sense? Computer science was never my strong suit.”

“Somewhat” the women responded.

“Okay. Now it’s time I tell you all my biggest secret. Now before I tell the rest of you; I will tell you that Marion already knows. Okay here it goes.” Luke took a deep breath and closed his eyes. “You know this to be the year 1065 A D. Where I am from it was the year 2021 A D.” All the women, except Marion, had the same stunned look. “Yes, I am from almost a thousand years in the future and as such I not only carry huge amounts of scientific information but I also know the general outline of European history for the next almost thousand years.”

When the ladies heard this: Alice passed out, Stella and Pollyanna gasped, and Gabriel looked thoughtful. Only Marion didn’t react.

“So that’s why you have been so quiet about yourself!” exclaimed Gabriel “And I agree with you as it happens. If the information that you possess gets into the wrong hands then the world would change in every way possible and most likely not for the better. Every king and petty noble would want to get their hands on you to learn about their future and then try to change that future to suit them. Problem would be that if you start changing the events then you change the history too.”

Luke just nodded at her; he was thankful that Gabriel understood. When Luke looked at Marion, he expected to see anger. Instead, he saw complete love for she now understood why Luke had been so quiet about himself.

“Now gather round ladies” Luke said after everyone recovered “I want to show you all my previous life.”

Over the next two hours, Luke showed everyone pictures of his pervious life. Everything from his time in the marines, to growing up with his family, to Mackenzie’s family, to pictures of his company and some of the projects that he had worked on, all over the world. He also showed them pictures of the places that he had been to and the people that he had seen. Then after promising that she would take upmost care of it, Luke loaned his computer to Alice and Pollyanna. To Alice so that she could study his medical books, and Pollyanna so that she could study the engineering text that was stored with the provision that they only study of about an hour a day so that they wouldn’t suffer eye strain.

“Okay ladies, time for a brief history lesson, well my history. There is a storm coming. It will start next year when King Edward dies. He will name Herold Godwinson as his successor. Two problems with this though. Herold’s brother believed that he should have been named king and gets the king of Norway to support him. The Vikings would invade England, but would be almost animated by Herold’s forces. The other problem came from Normandy, and his name was… well is William, Duke of Normandy. Apparently, Edward had also promised him the throne before he gave it to Herold. William would also invade England, but he would beat Herold’s troops at the Battle of Hastings. During the battle Herold will die from an arrow to his eye, and William would be forever be known as William the Conqueror. This would be the last time that England would be successfully invaded.

During the 1200’s, England would control almost all of France but would be eventually driven out completely. England would then turn their attention North and after almost five hundred years of intermittent struggle would conquer Scotland. Eventually they would conquer Ireland as well and would be known as Great Britain. There will be at least two civil wars that I can remember fought over the English crown. The first one was in the 1400’s, and was called the War of the Roses and was fought between the houses of Lancaster and York. Eventually the house of York would win but it was a very long and bloody struggle.

The second civil war would be in the mid to late 1600’s and this one would cement the power of Parliament over the King, for the winner of that war was the forces of Parliament, under the command of a man named Oliver Cromwell and the King would end up losing his head. Eventually the monarchy would be restored but they would remain at best equal with Parliament. After this civil war Britain would eventually go on to rule over one quarter of the globe, and would be one of the most influential empires the world has ever seen.

Now by my time the idea of the divine rights of Kings would be dead and the people ruled over themselves. Most of the time this was a better thing then having a king and at other times; well let me say that anyone, no matter at what level they were born at can be just as cruel, for instead of kings or dukes, we had dictators or juntas. Both of these usually came to power through the military and for the most part, as long as they had military support then they would stay in power. Now where I am from, we were once part of the British empire, but fought a war with them and kicked them out in the late 1700’s. Over the next 200+ years we would be ruled be the same type of government with only one civil war. That type of government was a constitutional republic that was set up with three separate branches of government that were designed to fight with each other so that none of the three could gain too much power.

Also it was what is known as a federal type government, meaning that the national government shared power with the provincial, state was the term that we used, governments and local governments. Another provision in the way our government was set up was the minority would also get to have a say in government and not get rode over by the majority. As if that wasn’t enough, the men that set up our government made sure that the people would be able to have their say in government. They even made sure to protect the peoples to firearms so that if somehow the government did become too strong the people could rise up against it. Was our government prefect? Of course not. But was the most stable form of government, over the long term, that humans have ever came up with.”

When Luke was done, he was exhausted and all the women sat stunned. They could hardly believe what all Luke had told them, but once they thought

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 3

Snowden Speaks — Sun, 28 Sep 2025 00:55:00 +0000

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 3

Marion readies her attack.

Based on a post by somethin fishy, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Chapter 11.

The next morning the three of them all woke at about the same time. Luke was amazed that he had slept in and Cecilia was amazed that she had woken up early and was so rested. Watching Marion trying to walk, Cecilia fell off the bed she was laughing so hard. To rub salt into Marion’s wounds, Luke was chuckling a bit as well and all Marion could do was blush. She was too sore, at the moment, to do anything else. They all took turns with the chamber pot and after Marion and Luke had washed each other up a bit; got dressed and went to get something to eat.

In the dining area Luke was greeted like a mighty warrior; while Marion was getting jealous looks from every woman in the room. Everyone had heard them and every woman wanted to be her or have a man like she did. This actually cheered Marion up quite well. She actually was enjoying the looks that she was getting; after all it just proved that she had something that none of them could even dream of. The innkeeper meanwhile had given the lovebirds free food. This annoyed Luke but he yielded after the innkeeper explained that she was not only very happy for them, but their love making had lured extra people in for supper the night before. It had actually been standing room only and the only fighting had been when someone else made too much noise. She had made more money off Luke and Marion’s love making then she had made in the previous month. Marion’s reaction to this got laughs from everyone in the room because she flushed the deepest red that anyone had ever seen.

Cecilia had also noticed that she had been getting some jealous looks; but hers were equally from men and women. It didn’t take her long to figure out that they were jealous of her front row, well bed seat, to last night’s entertainment. Of course, it didn’t hurt that all three of them smelled like hot sex. Eventually they got done eating breakfast and returned to their room to pack up. Within an hour they were on the road to York. The three of them traveled quickly for Cecilia had given up on killing Marion on the road. Now she figured that she would use Marion to keep Luke around. Of course, that didn’t mean that Marion could be free; oh no. The first thing that Cecilia planed on doing when she got home was to trump up some charges against Marion to have her thrown in the dungeon. With Marion still alive, Cecilia could use her to force Luke’s cooperation.

While traveling, Luke had noticed the change in Cecilia’s behavior. At first, he had hoped that she might be starting to change, but a couple of comments, that she made, put this theory to rest; after all how often do leopards change their spots. Marion though, was overjoyed at her sister’s change in demeanor for she had always wanted a loving sister growing up and now, apparently, she had one. As they rode Cecilia and Marion talked and joked as if they were the best of friends. Luke started to just ignore them and instead focused on keeping a look out for traps.

The rest of their trip back to Cecilia and Marion’s land was uneventful. Cecilia’s charm though, wasn’t fooling Luke and he began to mentally prepare himself to do whatever he had to do, including abandoning Marion, in order to keep his knowledge from getting into the wrong hands. As they passed back into their family lands, the ladies immediately noticed a change. A blind person could have seen it. Houses were burnt and the people that lived in the area were starting to show signs of starvation. It was so bad that even Luke felt sickened by the sights.

Cecilia and Marion were pale as ghost as they threw up everything in their stomachs. Eventually, Marion found one of the people that she trusted. It was an older woman, Lucy, who had lost her husband years before. Lucy had been Marion’s nanny, back when Marion was younger and they had retained a close friendship. When Marion first saw Lucy, Marion actually had to look very hard to make sure for Lucy had changed so much since Marion had last seen her, and that was just a week before Marion had left for London.

“Lucy what happened?”

“It was Richard. As soon as the three of you left for London, he moved in and took over. The guards that remained loyal are rumored to be in Richard’s dungeon; that is if they have not been killed by torture yet. Where is your father anyway?” Lucy was so depressed and dirty that it broke Marion’s heart, for she loved this woman. Lucy was the mother that Marion had never known.

“Father was killed in an ambush. John, Cecilia’s fiancé was killed too. The ambush was led by none other than William.” Lucy hissed at hearing this.

“I am so sorry, Marion. Now the big question, who is the giant behind you?”

“Oh sorry. Lucy this is Luke. Luke this is Lucy. She took care of me when I was younger. Lucy, Luke is the stranger that rescued Cecilia and me from the ambush. He killed William with his bare hands and he has been keeping us safe ever since. Also, we have fallen in love.”

“Oh really.”

“What, I am not allowed to fall in love?” Lucy smiled at this. Marion had always had a bit of fire in her soul.

“Back to serious issues Marion, you three need to get out of here before you are discovered. Word has it that Richard has put a bounty on your and Cecilia’s heads.”

“Not to fear Lucy, the only head that is going to be collected will be Richard’s” growled Luke.

Lucy now felt a spike of fear go through her. She had never heard a human sound like this. This Luke sounded much more like a wild animal. More to her surprise, the look on Marion’s face had hardened as well. Obviously these two knew something that Lucy didn’t.

“Lucy, I need all the information and rumors that you have on this Richard bastard.” Said Luke.

Over the next hour the woman told Luke everything that she knew about Richard. Richard was an older Earl that lived next to their land and had been eyeing Marion’s family land for years. Richard was one of those who get everything that he wanted, mostly because he was very quick to resort to very dirty and underhand tactics to get them. In the thirty years since Richard had gained his Earldom, he had tripled his land holdings. In the process, he had killed off whole villages and had put such a tax burden on the peasants living on his land that many of them were in a constant state of half starvation. This is what he had started doing in Cecilia and Marion’s lands, but here he taxed the peasants at such a high rate that many of them would be dead by the end of the year.

If a peasant couldn’t pay the tax then one of several things might happen to them: they might be tortured, killed, if there were good looking women in the family then they would be taken to serve Richard or his men, young boys would be taken to be turned into soldiers. To put it simply, Richard viewed everyone below him as an expendable plaything and everyone including the king was below him, in his mind. By now, Cecilia had realized that she would have to put a hold on getting revenge on Marion. There was no way that Cecilia would live long enough to make up the charges against Marion, never mind pump Luke for information.

Luke listened carefully to everything that the women told him and asked pointed questions if he thought that they might have missed something. Finally, Luke asked Lucy:

“Where can I find Richard?”

“Why he now lives in the castle” said Lucy while she pointed at the castle that had once been Marion and Cecilia’s home. Luke gave Lucy some money and one of their extra horses and told her to get lost and if he failed to get rid of Richard, never come back. Luke had figured out, listening to all the stories that the only way to get rid of Richard was to kill him. So that’s what Luke set out to do. He had Marion show him a spot from which Luke could watch the castle and remain hidden. He then told Cecilia and Marion to get back to Lincoln and stay there until Luke sent for them. Cecilia was good with this, Marion wasn’t. Eventually it was agreed that Cecilia would travel to Lincoln with Lucy and Marion would help Luke. The ladies hugged each other when Cecilia set off with Lucy. Luke and Marion had given almost all their money to Cecilia and Lucy. Luke had told Lucy that she should find some business to invest in. That way she could keep making money and would have a secure future.

Luke now had to face the problem that he didn’t know what Richard looked like. Yes, he could shoot Richard from a long way off, but he had to know what Richard looked like first. Marion couldn’t take Luke to show him Richard, because too many people in the castle knew Marion. Then he hit on a solution. Luke would go into the castle, claiming to be a Scottish mercenary looking for a new job.

“How are you going to do that?” asked Marion “You’re not Scottish.”

“Something I haven’t mentioned to you, my family name is MacDougall, and I’ve spent enough time in Scotland to fake the accent good enough. Just have to hope that Richard doesn’t have any other MacDougall’s around.”

“Damn it Luke, how many more secrets do you have?”

“If you’re afraid of the answer then you probably shouldn’t ask the question my dear. On the plus side, you already know my biggest one. The rest aren’t too bad.”

Marion just gave him the stink eye.

“I should only be gone for a couple of days. If I’m not back by sunset four days from now, get out of here as fast as you can and never look back.”

Marion was starting to argue, but Luke wasn’t having any of it.

“Damn it Marion, think with your head and not your pussy. We can’t launch an attack without knowing what all Richard has going on inside and you are too well known to go in. That leaves me, plus I have a military background so I know what to look for.”

Again, Marion was gearing up for a fight, when she suddenly drew in her breath. She had realized that once again Luke was right and that if she tried to go in, she would be caught before the sun had gone done. “Okay, Luke. Get going, just be careful and remember that I love you.”

“I love you too, Marion. Remember if I’m no back by sunset four days from now get out of here, and take all my gear with you.” With that, Luke mounted his horse and started riding toward the family of York’s castle.

Chapter 12.

Getting inside the castle was a pain for Luke, for he was searched multiple times. Finally, he managed to get through the guards. Once inside, Luke was amazed at how destitute the place was. Everywhere it seemed there were people hanging at the end of ropes or in stocks. The air was thick with flies, but the remaining people didn’t seem to even notice. He saw some desperate people actually walk up behind someone in stocks and carve a big piece of flesh from them. A number of the people hanging appeared to be merchants and craftsmen which amazed Luke; after all what kind of idiot ruler would go after the very people who earned the money to pay the taxes. Of course, three answers came to Luke’s mind. Evil despot rulers, socialist, and communist and usually the evil despot rulers were brightest of the three. Their end goal was always the same just dressed up in different ways; power for themselves and their supporters. Luke didn’t even have to look for an inn because there were so many abandoned homes to pick from but first Luke had to get a meeting with this Richard idiot.

This actually proved to be very easy. Luke just walked right up to the main castle doors and told the guard that he was a mercenary looking for a job. Luke looked the part too with two swords, an impressive collection of knives, and a large shield that he had bought while in Lincoln. When Luke finally met the Earl Richard for the first time Luke almost fell to the floor laughing. This guy had some serious man issues. For starters he was hideously ugly. Marion of course had told his this, but Luke had never pictured something this ugly. Another thing was Richard was extremely short, even for the era. Luke estimated him to be no more than four foot nine or ten. Finally, the guy had some kind of speech problem which for normal people wasn’t a problem, but for people who thought of themselves masters of the world, this was a major problem.

“So, I hear that you want a job as one of my soldiers?”

“Yes sir, that is correct.” Stated Luke with his slight Scottish accent. He could have laid it on thicker but figured that keeping things light would help convince Richard that Luke was really a very experienced soldier.

“Why?”

“Why not. I need a job and I heard that you sir are hiring.”

“Well, let us see what you can do.”

“David, Matt, John. Test this man’s metal.” Richard set back to enjoy the entertainment. He was going to enjoy watching his best man whittle this giant down to size. The three of them approached Luke spaced out evenly around him. Luke waited until the last possible second, then stuck. Using the same method that he had used on William; Luke sidestepped David’s strike, grabbed his right wrist with one hand and broke is elbow with his other. Luke then moved and snapped David’s neck. This pissed the other two men off for all three were very close. With new fury they moved on Luke who was still calm as ever. This time he drew his swords. These were hand and a half swords, but in Luke’s hands they became single handed swords. With longer swords and much more strength, Luke quickly forced the other two knights back.

Finally, Matt managed to get past Luke’s swords and deliver a blow to Luke. This blow was normally a fatal blow, but Luke just shrugged it off. Before Matt could get out of the way, Luke hit him between his eyes with the pommel of one of his swords. Matt’s skull shattered with the blow causing everyone around to cringe. Now it was one to one and John was not only in a rage, but was also fearful. He had seen both his best friends killed before his eyes and this giant had received a usually fatal blow from Matt. Yet it barely seemed to affect him. Luke now went on an all-out attack on John. It was all John could do to keep Luke’s blades off of him. If John didn’t do something fast, he would be killed too. Finally, John had an opening and he took it. Problem was that Luke had purposely let his have that opening and taking it proved to be a fatal mistake for John.

As John delivered what he hoped would be at least a debilitating blow on Luke, Luke trapped John’s sword and pulled John to him. Close in, Luke dropped his swords, picked up John, turned him over, and drove him head first into the floor. This completely crushed John’s head. It was so bad that you couldn’t even tell that it had been a head. Luke the casually picked his swords up and sheathed them. He then started to return to in front of Richard who was sitting in his chair with is mouth open. He had never seen someone win a three to one fight so fast.

As Luke got back to where he had started, he heard the unmistakable sound of a bow being drawn. As quick as lighting, Luke drew a throwing knife and let it fly. It stuck the bowman in the throat, killing him instantly. Luke walked over, kicked his knife loose of the man’s neck, wiped it off on the man’s uniform, and returned the knife to its place. By now the look of fear was in every face of the room, including Richard’s. It was obvious to all that this man was not one to be messed around with.

Upon returning Luke asked:

“Well, happy now?”

“Yes, you are a remarkable soldier, how did you survive Matt’s strike; sorcery?”

Luke snorted at this. “Sorcery please? Do not insult me in such a way ever again. I survived because I designed my own armor which is hidden in my clothes. Only complete losers blame their loss on sorcery. Real men take responsibility for their victories as well as their defeats.”

“So, they do, friend. So, they do. Now to business, what would you be charging for your services?”

“Eighty pounds sterling a year.” He had talked with Marion and she had told him that while this was a bit expensive Richard would gladly pay it to have a soldier of Luke’s caliber.

“Sixty pounds a year plus I will provide you with girls to use whenever you please.”

“Seventy, plus some girls of my choosing.”

“You drive a hard bargain, Hildyard. I accept and my I say that name suits you very well.”

“Thank you my lord.” Luke had picked this alias for that very reason. It meant one who is like a wolf in battle.

“Take my new knight to pick his girls.” Richard said to a servant. The servant wouldn’t even dare look at Richard for Richard would kill anyone who he thought gave him a disrespectful look. Luke followed the servant into another set of rooms. There were many good-looking females there, some being quite young and some being decent looking Milfs.

“Thank you, my good man. What is your name?” asked Luke looking at the servant.

“Michael, sir”

Kneeling down in front of the servant Luke said quietly to him:

“Never call me sir again, you hear me. My name is Hildyard. Got it?”

“Yes sir, Hildyard” said Michael with a slight grin.

“Good.” Luke had a warm smile on his face “When you tell your friends about me as I am sure that you will, make sure that you pass the word on to them.”

“Yes Hildyard.”

With that, the servant scampered away almost causing Luke to laugh. Turning back to the women, Luke had to work to hide just how disgusted he really felt. These women were being forced into sex slaves because their family couldn’t pay the sky-high taxes that Richard insisted on levying on them. Luke quietly looked at each one. Finally, he thought that he might have a way that he could do this. Going to one of the servants by the door:

“This is going to be a hard choice for me to make. Can you show me to my chamber and then have the women report to it one at a time please?”

“Yes sir. This way sir.” the servant snapped. Luke sighed to himself, this servant hadn’t heard his bit to Michael. ‘Oh well’ thought Luke.

Once Luke had been shown his chamber, the women were sent in one at a time like he had requested. Luke had to be very careful here for one false move on his part and Richard would figure out that Luke was lying through his teeth and then it was only a matter of time. As Luke carefully questioned each of the women, he had to work at sounding like an arrogant mercenary soldier when in fact all he wanted to do was to get the woman out of there and back to their homes.

Luke finally picked some young ladies who were all a bit younger than Marion and an older one that had worked in the castle while Marion had lived there. The reason that Luke had picked the younger woman was to help protect them for they were brand new to the harem and were still virgins. He had absolutely no intention of forcing himself on any of them. Of course, this first night he would be able to use being very tired as an excuse but the following nights could be difficult.

Finally, it was time for bed. Luke had managed to procure a separate room for “his” woman so that no one else would have a chance to force themselves on them. Luke took the oldest one into his room for the night. Of course, he had already checked out the room twice and had found no hidden listening holes. Still, he had to be careful. The older lady was named Stella and Luke put her age about thirty or so.

“So, Stella what can you tell me about yourself. I find sex to be more enjoyable when I know something about the bitch.”

“Well, I am twenty-nine years old, I think. Married once but he died from an accident. I had one child with him but she died before she made it to one year old. I have been working in this castle all my life and I know exactly how to please men.”

“What can you tell me about the previous owners? I have heard whispers about them but none of it makes any sense.”

“Why do you want to know about the previous owners?”

“Because I am curious, so humor me please.”

“The owner was named Charles. He was a good man who lost his wife so after his youngest daughter, Marion, was born. After this he never remarried but used the ladies of the castle to keep him company. It was actually very good for us because he was kind and gentle with us.”

“You mentioned a daughter?”

“He actually had two, Cecilia and Marion. Cecilia was a two-faced wild child, but Marion was kind, loving, and very intelligent.”

“Was?”

“Yes, word has it that they were killed on their way back from London which is just as well. For if they had gotten back here, Richard would have had Charles tortured and imprisoned and his daughters wou

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 2

Snowden Speaks — Sat, 27 Sep 2025 00:53:00 +0000

Luke’s HAARP Time Warp: Part 2

The journey continues...

Based on a post by somethin fishy, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Chapter 6.

Luke had been off gathering food and firewood while waiting on Cecilia to get her lazy ass out of bed. It was getting to the point where he was going to break his promise and leave her sorry ass. She was lazy, incompetent, and greedy. Basically, all the traits that any American would think of when they heard the word; aristocracy. Marion on the other hand didn’t share any of those traits and she was very intelligent to boot, but she had cracked and ran off when Luke had told her his darkest secret. This had saddened him deeply but then again; he was use to that in his life. Anytime something good happened to him, that good thing would then be ripped away again.

Looking up while he was working on breaking up a branch, he saw a young man on a horse approach the camp carefully. As Luke watched the young man, he carefully looked through the camp as though he knew what he was looking for. Then apparently not finding it, the man retreated and took up a good hiding spot from which he could watch the camp without being seen. Luke was now on full alert. He started working his way around the stranger’s hiding spot until Luke had got behind him. Luke might be a big man but he could still move through the woods like a ghost. As he came up behind the stranger, something about his clothes looked vaguely familiar to Luke, but Luke didn’t have much time left because Cecilia was now starting to stir. Luke got up right behind the stranger and clamped his hand over the stranger’s mouth.

The stranger instantly began to fight back hard. It was all Luke could do to keep the stranger under control. During the struggle, the stranger’s hat fell off, revealing long golden blond hair. Whoever this stranger was, they were strong and determined. Eventually the stranger was able to get turned around to where they were facing Luke, then all of the sudden they both stopped struggling. The stranger looked up at Luke’s face revealing a pair of beautiful sapphire blue eyes.

The stranger, Luke realized was none other than Marion and he let go. She then smacked him hard across his face. He was surprised that it actually stung pretty bad. What happened next stunned him even more. Marion jumped up, wrapped her legs around his waist, knocked him on his back, and kissed him just as fiercely as she had fought.

Marion felt like her heart was about to burst, she had her lips on her man’s lips again and this time around she wasn’t going to let go. To make it better, she had knocked him over, so she was on top of him. Her hips began to move on their own as she started to grind her pussy against Luke. Between the kissing and the humping, Luke was now getting really fucking horny. After all, why not. Here was the most beautiful woman, that he had ever laid eyes on, on top of him and grinding her tight pussy against his stomach. Luke’s eight-inch cock was now fully and painfully erect. Marion had moved one of her hands down and was starting to fiddle with the strings that held his pants up.

Normally Luke would have been able to stop her, but between her delicious kisses and her beautiful body moving around on top of him; not very much blood was getting to his brain. Eventually, Marion got her hand into Luke’s pants, where she got the surprise of her lifetime. Luke Was Huge! Marion felt like she had just grabbed hold of a horse. But of course, the feel of Luke’s huge, hot cock in her hand stopped most of the blood from getting to her brain as well and her body felt like it was on full autopilot.

The heat she felt increased drastically when Luke started moving his hands over her tits. When she touched her tits it had been pleasurable, but when Luke did it however, Marion lost all ability to reason. While his hands were big enough to completely cover her entire tits, he was extremely gentle with them. This went against everything she had ever been told by other women; in that when a man got ahold of tits, he almost always got very aggressive and that she should expect bruises afterwards.

Marion now felt hotter than she had ever been before and started to rip her shirt off. Luke carefully helped her pull her shirt over her head. With her tits now exposed, Luke raised his head and started to kiss Marion’s tits. He carefully circled each one with kisses while purposely avoiding her nipples. This was driving Marion mad for she really wanted Luke to suck on her nipples. Finally, she had enough of Luke’s tease and grabbing his head put one of her nipples in his mouth. He got the hint and began to suckle on her. Marion started to feel extremely light headed as Luke continued his sucking. While he was sucking on one nipple, his giant hand was caressing and gently pinching the other one.

Marion was now entering a state of ecstasy that she didn’t know existed. When she had first started, she had expected Luke to quickly work at getting her pants off, but that’s not even close to what Luke did. He didn’t even try to push her, he just let her continue forward at her own pace. Luke had never liked to push the women that he slept with. He much preferred to let the woman set the pace. This actually annoyed many of the woman that he had been with, in his old life. Somehow, they all viewed this as weak on his part while never understanding the great amount of restraint that was required of him not to just stove his thick cock deep inside them.

Luke had found that being well endowed was as much curse as blessing. Other guys were jealous of him while the gals seemed to fear him. That was always why he let the gal take the lead. He didn’t want to hurt them. Here finally though, was a woman that didn’t mind taking the lead. Kind of ironic really that Luke had to travel almost a thousand years into the past to find her.

As Marion started to work her pants off, cursing them the whole time because if she had been wearing her dress, she would have already had Luke inside of her, she heard Cecilia calling for Luke.

“Damn her anyway” scowled Marion “I swear every time things get interesting; she has to show up.” Looking at Luke, she could tell that he felt the same way.

Luke was quietly laughing to himself, “So I’m guessing that I’ve been forgiven?”

“How can a man from the future still be so dense, of course I’ve forgiven you. Now if I can only forgive myself be behaving like a bloody idiot.”

“Nice contraction use, by the way.”

“What can I say? Any time I get around you, your way of speaking speaks to me. On a different thought about being around me, you might want to hide for a minute or two until our friend here calms down a bit.” Luke smiled at her:

“What can I say? There’s something about having a goddess grinding her body against me that gets me all excited.”

Marion lightly swatted him and giggled quietly. She had to be quiet because Cecilia wasn’t more than ten paces away. Fortunately for the lovebirds, there was enough of a breeze to cover up their sounds. The two smiled at each other. Eventually, Cecilia moved back to the campsite. After she had moved away, Marion got up and having a naughty idea, turned her ass toward Luke’s face, bent over at her waist, and reached down to retie his pants. The site of Marion bent over like that was driving Luke nuts, and his friend was showing that he didn’t want to be contained. Marion leaned other over and whispered to Luke’s cock:

“Don’t you worry, friend; I’ll make sure to take very good care of you later.” Marion then retied Luke’s pants and stood back up, making sure to flip her hair as she did. When she looked back at Luke, the look on his face was priceless. Marion knew that she now had Luke and nothing the Cecilia could do, short of killing her, could change that. This thought caused Marion to smile warmly at Luke as she moved to get her shirt that Luke had thrown off. After Marion had made herself presentable, she looked back at Luke and his cock was now behaving for the most part. This was good news for neither Marion or Luke were ready to reveal her return to Cecilia just yet. Finally, Luke stood up, gave Marion a quick kiss, moved back around to where he had left the firewood that he was gathering, picked it up, and returned to camp.
Chapter 7.

When Luke finally returned to camp, Cecilia gave him an earful about being late. The problem for Cecilia now was that Luke didn’t give a shit about her.

“What the hell are you bitching about this time, Cecilia. I am not the one who sleeps half the morning away. After all it has been light for three hours and you are just now waking up.”

Cecilia was taken back. This was the first time that Luke had forcefully stood up to her. She would now have to take drastic action. She walked up to him and slapped him as hard as she could.

“Don’t you ever talk back to me; peasant!” she snapped. She then moved to slap him again. As her hand started to come up, something stopped her hand. Now very pissed, Cecilia turned to see what had stopped her. She was stunned to see Marion standing there.

“Lay another hand on my man again and I will kill you” Marion stated calmly. “I don’t care that you are my sister or that you have more support among the guards back home.”

“Your man? Ha. You must be joking?” However, looking into Marion’s face told Cecilia that she wasn’t joking at all. “Like he would actually want to be with someone as dumb as you.” Marion’s expression still hadn’t changed so Cecilia spun around to look at Luke and caught him smiling. “What are you so happy about.”

“Oh, just enjoying the sight of my girlfriend ripping you a new one.”

“What!” Cecilia shrieked “How could you? Why would you? I am the one who you need to be with. After all she ran away.”

“I will make this easy for you to understand, Cecilia. Marion is a delight to be around, while you are a pain in my ass. Marion always asks intelligent questions and provides stimulating conversation; while with you, well let’s just say that I have had better conversations with corpses. She is very willing to learn and equally willing to admit when she made a mistake; you on the other hand seem to have no interest in learning and are not willing to admit that you could make a mistake never mind that you did. And finally, while I do admit that you are a beautiful woman, Marion is a goddess. Also, your beauty is only skin deep while hers goes all the way to her bones. Do not think for an instant that I have no idea of what you were planning to do once I got you home. I have known since you started trying to seduce me that you would do everything possible to force me into telling you everything that you wanted to know even though you are not capable of handling the information that I have access to” Said Luke with a smug grin.

Cecilia just stood there stunned. Nobody had ever talked back to her before and now here were two people that not only talked back to her, but one of them was her younger sister and the other one Cecilia just classified as a large but dumb peasant. Apparently, he wasn’t as dumb as Cecilia thought, but that didn’t matter. What neither Luke or Marion knew was that Cecilia was actually very good with a knife and that she had helped set up the ambush with William. She had wanted her father, John, and especially Marion killed so that she could rule alone over her family’s land. Granted she would have to marry William, but she had planned to arrange for William’s father to die of an accident shortly after the wedding. Then within a year, kill William in some way so that she would control both family’s lands. Now the entire plan had come completely unraveled. William was dead and Marion was alive.

Furthermore, Marion had managed to gain the favor of the man that had “rescued” them from the ambush and now she had even won him over completely. Cecilia knew that it was too early to try and kill them for they would be expecting her to try something so she just backed down from the argument that they had been having. Just to rub salt into Cecilia’s wounds, Marion went over and stood next to Luke who then put his arm around Marion. Cecilia would know have to be very careful indeed. Cecilia stomped back to the carriage and sat down. Luke went to tend the fire, and Marion went to get her horse. After Marion got back, she went up to Luke and kissed him. This made Cecilia fume even more, for her life long campaign to keep Marion subdued and meek was also coming undone. Marion was quickly gaining self-confidence and strength and if Cecilia didn’t do something quickly, she wouldn’t have any chance at all of getting Luke to cooperate; even under torture.

After Marion got done making out with Luke, she whispered to him “We need to talk alone and quickly.” Luke nodded his agreement for he figured what Marion needed to talk about after all a blind idiot could have figured it out just from feeling the tension between Marion and Cecilia. After Luke had finished making breakfast and everyone had eaten, the three of them got back on the road. Cecilia drove the carriage while Luke and Marion rode their own mounts.

Luke had also put all his gear on one of the spare horses. He covered it with some cloth to hide it, and while it was weird looking at least nobody would see his modern gear. By late afternoon the group was at the gates of Nottingham. Luke intended to stop here and sell all the extra stuff. Marion fully agreed with this for it would be much easier traveling without the carriage. To their surprise, Cecilia also agreed for she had enough of ridding in that damn thing and the roads would get worse the closer they got to York. She still had to get home before she could make her move. When they first got into town,

Luke insisted that before they sell anything that the three of them explore the town to find out what all goods and services were available. Doing that took the rest of the day. Finally, they agreed on an inn that was reasonably priced and had decent food. They had rented two rooms, and after eating, decided to retire for the evening. It had been a very long day. Included in the room price was a small bundle of firewood and a set of blankets.

Luke took all his gear up into his room after all this stuff was irreplaceable and held immeasurable amounts of knowledge. He started a fire and then checked out the room looking for listening holes or false walls before revealing his modern gear. After a bad experience with a high school girlfriend, Luke always thoroughly checked out every new room that he slept in. Looking at the bed, Luke decided that he would more likely be more comfortable on the floor so he set up his mattress pad and sleeping bag.

Before he laid down, he stripped. This was the first time that he had been completely naked since before he had left home on his hunting trip and it felt so good to finally be without clothes, especially those itchy medieval things. To wind down, Luke fired up his computer to listen to some music and look at some pictures of his family. He made sure that he had his earbuds secure so that no one else would hear the music. Finally, he started getting tired and put his computer away. Just as he was shutting his eyes, there was a soft knock at the door.

Cecilia and Marion had taken the larger of the two rooms since there were two separate beds in it. The atmosphere in the room was colder than the artic in midwinter. Neither woman wanted anything to do with the other one. Cecilia made sure to try both beds and took the most comfortable one. ‘Let that bitch figure out her proper place in the world’ was Cecilia’s thinking. Marion laid down on the other bed and tried to go to sleep but she was restless. She didn’t trust Cecilia at all and wouldn’t put it past her to take a knife across her throat during the night. Marion finally noticed that Cecilia was asleep. As quietly as she could, she climbed out of bed and left the room, closing the door softly. She quickly went to Luke’s door and after breathing in a deep breath and saying a quick prayer that he was still awake knocked on the door.

Chapter 8.

Luke hurried up and threw his pants back on to get the door. Quietly opening the door, he carefully stuck his head out around the door. Standing there was Marion. Luke quickly finished opening the door for her and she came in.

“What’s the matter sweetheart, can’t you sleep?”

“Not in the same room as my sister. She is really starting to make me nervous. I’m actually worried that she would stick me, with a knife, while I slept. I was kind of hoping that there would be some room with you.” With that she gave Luke some of the saddest puppy eyes imaginable.

Luke just smiled and put his arms around her. He gently led her to where he was sleeping.

“Why are you sleeping on the floor, Luke?”

“An old injury that I got years ago makes it hard for me to sleep on soft beds. By having a harder surface to lay on, it takes the pressure off and I can sleep.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“That’s okay. After all you didn’t know.”

“Wow, contractions really do make speaking faster and easier.”

“Yep” With that, Luke dropped his pants again. There was just enough light coming from the dying fire for Marion to see that Luke was now naked. She suddenly wasn’t tired at all but now had a fire burning, in her loins that was hotter than a smithy’s furnace. She quickly stripped off the gown that she had on and got under the covers with Luke. Feeling her skin, Luke figured out that Marion was naked too and what she had in mind. “Are you...” was as far as he got before a pair of plump lips sealed off his mouth. He certainly wasn’t going to argue any further after all; as the saying goes “His mama didn’t raise no fool.” Marion used one of her hands to reach down and grab Luke’s cock. This time at least she wasn’t surprised by its size. Luke broke her kiss and using both of his hands, held her face.

“Sweetheart, is this your first time?”

“Yes” Marion squeaked fearfully.

“Then why are you rushing. Let’s slow down a bit so you can savor your first time. Plus, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Marion shed a tear and Luke kissed it off her face. At that point she knew that Luke was truly in love with her and that she had nothing to fear from him. What followed was the most intense time of her life. Luke started by kissing her neck. Just his kisses on her neck caused her to have mini orgasms. He then moved slowly down to her tits. He moved in circles around each one smothering them in kisses, but not touching her nipples and when she tried to move a nipple into his mouth, he just pinned her down. Finally, mercifully Luke started moving further south; still without touching her nipples. He kissed his way down her stomach and when he got to her navel she started giggling. She had never been ticklish but Luke’s kissing her belly button really got to her and she couldn’t hold still to save her life. This brought much joy to Luke, who hadn’t been with a woman in years. ‘Yep, I still got it’ he thought. Luke then moved down each of her legs, avoiding her pussy. By the time he had finished her second leg, Marion wasn’t really on Earth anymore. At least not mentally.

Luke then spread her legs. ‘Oh god, I’m finally going to become a woman and the man that’s going to make me a woman, I couldn’t love more’ thought Marion. Luke had other plans though. Instead of his cock he started out with his tongue. This completely surprised Marion for she had heard nothing like this ever discussed by the other women in the castle. What Marion then discovered was that there were more layers of pleasure then she ever realized. She could feel Luke’s hot breath on her moist skin and could feel the stubble on his face brushing against her. Most of all she could feel his tongue working its way into her slit. When it hit her clit, she took a deep breath and froze. Luke worked his way up and down her slit causing Marion to start involuntarily thrusting her hips.

Luke gently held her down and this really drove Marion wild. “you might want to cover your face, with a pillow or something sweetheart, so you don’t wake up the whole inn.” Luke said giggling. Luke then continued working Marion’s pussy like a fine musical instrument. Up and down her slit he moved. Marion wasn’t just leaking nectar anymore; her pussy was now a flash flood zone. Finally, Luke sucked her clit in between his teeth and Marion would have completely jumped off the floor if Luke hadn’t been holding her down. She screamed at the top of her lungs, into the pillow, for almost thirty seconds before collapsing. Luke had taken pity on her and stopped tonguing her. He waited until her breathing had become more regular before he started kissing his way back up her body

Luke's HAARP Time Warp: Part 1

Snowden Speaks — Thu, 25 Sep 2025 15:24:00 +0000

Luke's HAARP Time Warp: Part 1

A cosmic catastrophe.

Based on a post by somethin fishy, in 15 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Chapter 1.

Luke MacDougall was stretching out in his tent after his hunting the Brooks Range in Alaska. He had been hunting moose earlier this week, He bagged a bull moose on his first day up north, and his work horse of a snow machine was vital to hauling the beast back to the truck. By the time he got back to his house in the outskirts of Anchorage, It was just after the evening rush hour.

This was too easy. His neighbor’s butcher shop was impressed when he drove up to drop off the field dressed carcass.

“1022 pounds!” Mike told him when the winch scale steadied. “I didn’t expect you til Friday!” Mike loves the outdoors and in addition to hunting, he also loves fishing and seeing the beauty that is Alaska.

“I think I’ll take my Polaris up the river to the east and see what’s out there, before the melt floods out the pass.” I’m going to make the most of my week off! Luke said, But Mike was busy rolling the hoist rack over to the meat locker.

Luke owned his own engineering firm that worked all over the world, mainly for the chemical industry. Luke had master’s degrees in chemical and mechanical engineering plus a bachelors in metallurgy.

He had been in the Marine corps, but a combat injury had forced him out. While in the corps he had been a combat engineer and he still did engineer consulting work for the Marines. He stood six foot eight and weighed two hundred and sixty pounds, and even though he did mostly desk work he was by no means out of shape. Not only was he very strong, but he was a hand-to-hand combat expert while in the corps, was one hell of a shot, and had gotten his black belt in martial arts after he had gotten out. He had thought about trying out to be a sniper, but figured that his size would give him away and therefore be a threat to his team mate, this he couldn’t live with.

He had light brown hair that was kept in a crew cut and piercing blue eyes. Although he looked to be very definition of a hard ass, he was actually extremely considerate to those around him and always took the extra second to consider how his actions would affect the people around him.

While he didn’t have a family, his older sister Mackenzie, did. Her husband, Dan, was one of Luke’s oldest childhood friends and they had two kids. Luke always made sure to spoil them rotten. Since he didn’t have anyone to spent money on, he had set up trust funds for both kids over his sister’s objections. His sister still lived on the same ranch that they had grown up on in Wyoming. Their parents had been killed when Luke was sixteen and Mackenzie was eighteen. Mackenzie, without thinking about it; cancelled going to college and stayed on the ranch to take care of Luke so that he wasn’t taken by the state. Luke’s mom had been a geologist and his dad had been a part time jeweler and worked the ranch in his spare time.

Tonight, Luke had another reason to be happy. He had gotten the jewelry done for his niece’s birthday and had sent it to her the day before he left for his trip. Since he lived in Anchorage, Alaska it took some time to get there. He had made her a handmade necklace out of gold that he found in some of Alaska’s streams. In the pendant he had a large sapphire set in it, her birth stone. He had gotten that while working on one of his overseas jobs and upon smuggling it into the U S, had cut it to maximize its beauty. It had been in rough form when he smuggled it in. Luke’s jewelry making was a hobby of his to relax after a hard day in the office and actually knew how to cut and grind gemstones thanks to not only his dad but his mom as well. Going to sleep that night, he never in a million years would guess that his life was about to change completely.

Luke’s Spring trip up the Matanuska River to the glacial basin, before the dangerous spring thaw, and flow.; was going to be a 4-day run via snow machine. He made great time and decided to extend his trip northeastward past Lake Tazlana, and perhaps even Mount Sanford.

Having made great time getting to the headwaters, he continued east toward the Gakon River. At Glenallen he stopped for fueling up at a trading post; and for updates on the Mount Sanford melt. The locals told him to Stay on the north side of the Gakon River and he’d be safe. Continuing northeast, Luke was now in unfamiliar territory, so he focused on landmarks and wildlife. He watched two Grizzlies kill a yearling moose. He finally pitched camp due northwest of Mount Sanford; Just east of Gakona, and on the north side of the flooding river that rushed down from the high mountain peaks.

His chart showed he was near the research facility known as the High-frequency Active Auroral Research Program (HAARP). Global rumors and conspiracy theories abounded, regarding the mega-high voltage compound, guarded by a very sophisticated security system and plain-clothes security people. The security protocols were strikingly identical to the Central Intelligence Agency’s standard operating procedures.

Luke had heard that tonight might be an amazing display of the Aurora Borealis; or northern Lights. What Luke didn’t know was that he was closer to the security fence than he knew. Just one ridge of trees blocked his view of the high fencing.

During the night, while Luke slept in blissful ignorance, a cosmic disaster struck. At one point Luke stirred a bit as a sound similar to a P A system having a feedback loop, was flaring. As it did, the waves and arcs of the northern lights danced radically across the sky.

The sound and lights were clearly synchronized and getting brighter. But Luke uncharacteristically slept like a baby. This was a weird one, for the only known person immediately affected was Luke. Suddenly the sound was silent and the area was black. Pitch black. Again, Luke slept. And when the black hole sucked him, tent and all, Luke was sound asleep.

This unexplained phenomena transported Luke across space and time. When Luke woke up the first time; he noticed was that it was a lot more humid and warmer than it had been when he had gone to bed. He then noticed that the bird sounds were different as well. ‘Okay this is weird’ he thought. He stuck his head out of his little tent and his confusion deepened for around him was a wild forest of deciduous trees. When he went to bed, he had been surrounded by scrub land with stunted aspen trees. ‘I must be dreaming, and if this is a dream, damn.’

“Well, I guess I better have a look around” he said to himself. He spent the rest of the morning looking around his “dream world” wondering when he was going to wake up. His Polaris Snow Machine was no longer parked next to the south end of the tent. It wasn’t anywhere. Not that it would be all that helpful in this mild summer-like weather.

He noticed that the sun was almost straight overhead and he had an idea. He would check the time on his phone and use that to figure out about where he was at. When he did it, he got an even bigger shock, his phone was nine hours behind. That combined with the tree species around him, put him in… ‘Hell, is this England?’ The weather plus the state of the leaves on the trees likely put it in late spring.

“Well fuck me!” exclaimed Luke.

For the rest of the day, he stayed near his 2-man tent. He found a stream nearby to get water and fish from. Hopefully he would wake up from this nightmare soon. When he woke up the next morning, he was starting to realize that something was truly fucked up with his world. He was still in the same spot. Figuring out that he was fucked, he did an inventory of his gear. He had his tent, sleeping bag, backpack, and camo clothes. He had his 9mm sig and his .338 rifle that his had picked up while in the Marines, and he had plenty of ammo for both. In his backpack he had is laptop and solar powered charger, one M R E, plenty of survival straws, matches, his extra canteen, and extra fire starters. Of course, he had his travel rod, a selection of terminal tackle, and some lures. He had re-spooled the reel right before going to the Brooks Range.

All in all, he was in good shape. What really bothered him was that he couldn’t get any satellite lock or cell signal at all. After his inventory, he figured that he probably should get moving, so he packed everything up. While he was packing, he had water boiling over the fire to fill his canteens up. Checking his compass he decided to start moving East. He walked carefully through the woods for the rest of the day, stopping with about an hour of daylight left, at another stream, to make camp. First thing he did was get a fire going and got himself more water. He had managed to catch some fish and frogs for supper. Early the next morning he again topped off his canteens and started moving again, still heading East.

The way he figured it, one of three things could be going on:

one this was all some weird dream;

two somehow, he had traveled through space and time;

or three he was in an alternate universe.

He was hoping that this was a dream.

About midday he paused and rested for a bit for it was a warm, humid day. As he was getting up from a short nap, he heard shouting nearby. It sounded like English, well sort of. Now Luke was curious, for he had also heard metal on metal contact, so he headed toward it. Within a minute he came up to a dirt road. Looking North, Luke saw six men on horseback riding around a stopped carriage. On the ground were several dead men, all wearing armor. As Luke watched, two men burst out of the carriage and were quickly cut down there was nothing that Luke could do for them because he was too far away. The men on horseback now dismounted and approached the carriage. The next sound made Luke’s blood chill for it was a female scream.

Not one but two. Two young women were yanked from the carriage. One had golden blond and wore a blue dress, while the other one wore a green dress and had brown hair. The younger one looked to be about eighteen or nineteen while the other looked to be slightly older. Two men grabbed each woman and pulled them in front of what Luke assumed to be the commander. While the men were occupied, Luke quickly closed the distance. As he got to within thirty yards, he heard something about the men having some fun with the woman. That was enough for Luke, he slipped off his backpack. He was still in his camo clothing and had carefully modified it into a ghillie suit. He stepped out into the road, mad sure to have his handgun ready and yelled;

“Halt, Drop Your Weapons!”

Chapter 2.

Marion of York was pissed to put it mildly. She hadn’t wanted to come along, with her older sister, Cecilia, and father, Charles, to London. Normally she loved traveling to London, but this time it was for Cecilia’s engagement and her fiancé, John of Sussex, gave Marion the creeps. They had spent almost a week in London getting the wedding contract ready. When they were married, John would become the lord of Charles’s land and the land would then stay in the family. Marion would continue to live in the castle until she was married. Charles was making these arrangements to avoid a situation with his greedy neighbor who had been eyeing his land and daughters for years, and Charles knew that his health was failing and that he wouldn’t be long for this world. After the contract had been signed, John decided to travel back with them, as much to check out his new land as to check out Marion and the other woman of his soon to be castle.

They had been traveling for three days when they were ambushed. Their guards were cut down within minutes, because although these men were very experienced, loyal, and brave; they had been caught by surprise. Soon all six men were dead. Three were John’s and three had been Charles’s. They had managed to cut down four of their attackers though. Soon the remaining six attackers were circling the carriage. Marion recognized the colors that the men wore. They belonged to their greedy neighbor, Richard. One of them, Marion personally recognized as Richard’s son, William. The same man that her father had kicked out of their castle when he had persuaded relations with Cecilia. This wasn’t good. Soon her father and John decided that their only chance was to try and kill the men attacking them. They both knew that if they surrendered, they would be killed anyway. They burst out of the carriage and were quickly cut down without achieving anything. This left the ladies defenseless. William ordered them to be pulled from the carriage. They were brought before him where he then told them;

“Well bitches, we’re going to have some serious fun then you’ll both have to die. However, I will give you a choice. If you cooperate your death will be quick and painless, if you don’t well…”

Both ladies started turning white for this was their worst nightmare come true. Both despised William, his father, and all the people loyal to them. As William was cutting the dress from Cecilia, they heard a booming male voice:

“Halt, Drop Your Weapons!”

The voice echoed through the forest and the trees even seemed to move at the sound of it. Although the words themselves were weird, the point was clear. The ladies looked up hopefully and the men spun around. There thirty paces in front of them was a massive humanoid creature. It was dressed with leaves and small branches and not a single patch of skin was visible. In one hand was a small black object, but it didn’t have any armor or any weapons for that matter. Then William spoke up;

“Says who? A stupid, unarmed swamp thing?” His men snickered. Apparently, the humanoid had understood him.

“’Says who? I’ll tell you; I am your worst nightmare come to life. A man that can kill you where you stand and you won’t be able to do a thing about it. Now this is how things are going to be. I am going to count to five. If you fuckers are not out of here by then, or I will kill you all.” The humanoid made this threat in a way that seemed like it might have ordered food, not facing six heavily armed men.

William snorted; this was going to be too easy. Looking at his men:

“Lads, time for some more entertainment. Kill that thing.” The ladies knew the stranger was dead. Suddenly the humanoid couched slightly and brought the small black object up to a horizontal position. The next thing the ladies knew there was a sound like thunder, the small black object jumped around in the humanoid’s hand, and a quick jet of flame shot out the end of the object. The men around them started falling with blood and meat exploding from their necks. Within seconds, only William was left and he was using a now nearly nude Cecilia as a shield. Cecilia was nearly nude because William had just finished cutting her dress when the humanoid interrupted.

“So, I see mister tough guy in armor is actually just another coward that uses an innocent woman as a shield, how pathetic.” The humanoid stood very still for a short time as though he was debating something.

“Get out of here, beast. Nothing here concerns you” commanded William. Marion thought this was a stupid move on William’s part but then again, he wasn’t known to be the sharpest tool in the shed. Her thoughts were confirmed within a second.

“Beast is it now? Well tell you what is going to happen. You let that lady go and I’ll put my weapon away. Then we can see who is the better in a real man’s fight.” Luke knew this course was a bit dumb but one he didn’t want to risk hurting the lady even though the chances of that were slim. The other reason that he did this was that he wanted a bit more fun from this engagement.

“Deal” said William and he released Cecilia and Luke put away his gun. As he released her, her dress fell away but this was the least of her concerns at the moment. She ran to Marion and embraced her. Then Marion asked the stranger:

“Where is your sword, kind stranger?”

“Sword?” snorted the stranger “Never used one and won’t be needing one.”

‘This man was more arrogant than most nobles. What kind of word is “won’t”? He is doomed.’ thought Marion. She had good reason to doubt the stranger would live for although William was an idiot, he was very noted swordsman.

William made the first move toward the stranger. The stranger didn’t move until William was almost upon him, then with absolutely amazing speed the stranger side-stepped William’s attack and grabbed his right wrist. The stranger then took his other hand and struck William in the elbow snapping it and bending it completely the other way. William though, didn’t have time to register the pain for the stranger then grabbed William’s head and with a quick motion of his hands, snapped William’s neck with a loud crack; snapping it just as easily as someone would snap kindling for a fire.

The stranger then moved quickly to check on the other men. For those attacking, to make sure that they were dead and for the attacked to see if he could give any of them aid. All of them were dead. The entire time the ladies cautiously watched his, Cecilia not even realizing that she was naked. When the man finished, he walked up to the ladies with his hands stretched out and with his palms faced the ladies so they could see that he wasn’t armed. As he passed the wagon, the man looked in a trunk and found another dress for Cecilia. He also removed the strange outer clothes that he was wearing.

Luke was now dressing in a t-shirt and camo jeans. Finally arriving in front of the ladies, Luke handed the dress to Cecilia who quickly put it on. Marion was stuck by this act of kindness on the man’s part, for he at first seemed to be utterly ruthless. Something else Marion noticed was just how damn handsome the stranger was. He was clean shaven, with a strong chin. His blue eyes were lit with the look of not only intelligence but also concern. His shoulders were broad and his bare arms had well defined muscles on them. Marion could almost imagine those arms wrapped around her and this thought caused her heart to flutter and for moisture to form in between her thighs. No other man she had ever met had caused her to have thoughts like this and she had even met the current king of England, Edward the Confessor.

Walking up to the ladies, Luke was having a hard time deciding on which one was better looking. Cecilia, the older of the two, had long and almost Chestnut colored hair, her skin had a very light tan, few freckles on her face, and warm brown eyes. Of course, the rest of her body was really good too, with about C cup tits plus large pink nipples. Her stomach had a little bit of fat on it but not bad, Luke liked his ladies with a little meat on them. He hated when women were so skinny that their bones showed. The worst thing from his perspective about her was that her pussy was a jungle, in fact he had never seen a bush that thick. He had been to some of the world’s most remote jungles and her pussy hair was thicker. The younger one though was stunning as well, although she wasn’t naked so Luke couldn’t make a direct comparison. She was slightly taller than the older one, probably about five foot ten or so. Her hair looked to be the color of twenty-four caret gold, and her eyes looked to be sapphires. Her skin, at least what Luke could see, was a pure white. To top things off she had nice full lips, a very cute nose and a perfectly oval face.

“Good afternoon, ladies.” Seeing the fearful look on their faces, Luke continued: “You have nothing more to fear, for I will not harm you.” Cecilia was still in a state of shock, but Marion had recovered for the most part.

“We thank you kind sir. I do not want to think what would have happened to us if you had not stepped in.” Luke gave her a slight nod “What be your name kind stranger?”

“Luke. What be your name and the name of your companion here?”

“I am Marion of York and this is my older sister Cecilia.” Marion was starting to relax a bit; however, Cecilia wasn’t, but this was normal for them. Marion had always been faster to react to changes.

“So, tell me, Marion, what happened here? Why were you attacked?”

“The men that attacked us belonged to a neighboring earl, Richard. He was been lusting after my father’s lands for years now.” Marion broke down a little, thinking about her father. “Sorry, Richard was furious when he heard that Cecilia here was to be married to John of Sussex. This would have kept our lands out of Richard’s hands. His men were waiting in ambush for us, and they caught our guards by surprise. Our father and John were in the carriage with us. They decided to rush out and attack the remaining men, once the guards were slain. They were killed without achieving anything.

The Bishop’s Hotwife: Part 5

Snowden Speaks — Thu, 25 Sep 2025 02:03:00 +0000

The Bishop’s Hotwife: Part 5

Some things are not negotiable..

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Chapter 10: So What Happens Now.

That was the last I saw of Mrs. Barton. Two days after that conversation, I headed back to Boston to complete my final year of law school.

I had two choices: dwell on the love I had found and now lost or apply that energy into my studies. I chose the latter.

Mrs. Barton would text me from time to time and even ask if I was coming home for the holidays. I could have ignored her texts, but instead, I'd reply with one-word answers.

Busy.

Can't.

No.

I wasn't trying to be rude, but I was still processing this strange brew of deceit and devotion, that had left me so fucked up.

At times, I would masturbate to the memories of our time together, but visions of The Bishop would cloud those thoughts.

I spent Christmas in Boston, telling each of my friends a different story about where I would be. Although I had lost control of my life last summer, I knew that if I focused on my studies, I could gain control over my thoughts.

But I could not control my dreams, and nearly every night I'd be with Mandy. The Bishop was never in those dreams, just she and I. The dreams were almost never sexual. It would be us spending time together. At most, we held hands or kissed.

I knew I should see a therapist about my experience, but I remembered the threat Mandy said could come to her if our tryst was made public in any way or form. Time and distance would have to be my therapy.

It was mid-January when I came out of Langdell Hall on the Harvard campus and saw her standing there. She was all alone.

I assumed I was dreaming. I must have been asleep, but a student on a Citybike nearly hit me, and I realized I was very much awake.

Her face showed a little weight, but in her winter coat, you couldn't tell she was six months pregnant.

I asked her why she was there. Was everything Okay? Was she okay?

Her answer was unexpected. Everything was fine. Perfect. Except she felt lonely.

She shared that she had cried uncontrollably every morning since our last day. She sank into a depression and spent several days at my house, lying in our bed.

The Bishop had hired a nanny to cover for her time away from home. None of this was planned for in the grand scheme and The Bishop had grown angry with her and livid with me.

I had so much to say to her. I had rehearsed countless ways to insult her, to bring her down. She had used me in the worst possible way and had exploited my father. For eighteen years, she and The Bishop had manipulated us so that he could appear to be a virile man of the church. Meanwhile, he degraded his wife to maintain that stature. I was prepared to unleash my hatred on this woman.

So here she was, and I; didn't say any of that.

She didn't need my semen, my support, my permission. She was here for me.

"Can we talk?" she asked.

We walked through the campus, coming to a quiet place to sit and talk.

"Does The Bishop know you're here?"

"No, I'm in Boston for a physical at Brigham and Women's. A woman at forty, they treat a pregnancy like it's high risk."

"You came to Boston for a physical?"

"I'm at seven months, so I won't be able to travel soon."

"But there's nothing wrong? Nothing that requires you to be here?"

The Bishop’s Hotwife: Part 4

Asking forgiveness instead of permission.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

"Saturday, Caleb has a soccer tournament all afternoon, and Sunday, oh, I know how much you love Sundays."

Yes, I did, and she could see my eyes light up.

"Tell you what, you come to church with us, we'll take the crew to Sonic for lunch and then home; I'm pretty sure I can be plastic balls deep in your ass by two."

She was so matter of fact about this.

"So, church?"

I didn't want to go to church with her and the family, but there was a certain wicked allure to attending services, knowing I'd be feasting on her later in the day.

"Can't I just wait for you until after church?"

"If you're there with us, I know I'll be sweating just a little more than usual."

She knew my kinks far too well. I couldn't resist her Sunday savor and quickly agreed.

This strange conversation was made even stranger as she was now scheduling me to attend church with her, then the exact time she would sodomize me. Salvation and sin in a single afternoon.

I didn't have to say yes, she knew I'd be there from the reaction of my cock that began to thicken rapidly. She gently stroked it and looked at it.

"You're right, seven and a half inches. Would you be a dear and get the coconut oil and that big ass plug from the bedside table?"

"Now?"

"If I'm going to shove seven inches up your cute bottom tomorrow, it's only fair you should shove your seven and a half inches up mine today."

"You mean; ?"

She bit her lip in a sensuous way and rolled over presenting her ass to me.

I move quickly to the side table, my breath quickening.

"You're sure?"

"I've been waiting for you to knock at my back door for a while. That Gideon thing really put a damper on our progress."

We had done just about everything else we could this summer, and now she was offering me her ass. Of course there was a price, my ass in exchange.

I and been fingers deep, I had probed with my tongue, pressed my cock on that pink knot of door and had surrendered to the notion it wasn't going to happen, but now she was granting me entry.

I found the coconut oil and the large ass plug and returned to her. She met me with a gentle kiss.

"Here's what I want you to do. Put that in me. All the way"

She rolled over so she was face down, then took several pillows and shoved them under her tummy, so she was tilted down with her ass up. Relaxing, she and opened her legs, a trickle of my cum leaked from her pussy to my pillow covers.

I approached her gently, smearing the soft coconut oil on her. The room was chilly enough that the oil was semi-solid, the consistency of soft butter. When it contacted her sealed puckernut, her body heat turned it to liquid in an instant. I wiped more on, gently poking into her tight ring with my forefinger. I pushed into the first knuckle and could tell she was receptive to what was to come.

I took the large plug and pushed it against her ass. I was tentative, not wanting to bring any pain.

"You can go harder."

With her permission I pushed again, and her anus dilated, opening a small gape, but that was all I needed and fed the pointed end inside to trap her muscles open.

Another push and her anus widened with remarkable ease. At its widest this ass plug was thicker than my cock so I was confident she could accommodate me.

The Bishop’s Hotwife: Part 3

Gideon Gets it on.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Walking around the impressive property, I was greeted by neighbors, some I knew, others I had never seen before. I recalled several of them being friends of my father.

Walking by the pool, I found Gideon, Hannah's brother, who was the reason for the party. He was coming up the pool ladder, enroute back to the diving board.

"Gideon, congratulations on the mission. You must be very excited."

Gideon stepped up to shake my hand. He was 18 and about to face adulthood directly. I was glad I never went on a mission, but I was also impressed by how much my LDS friends learned about life during theirs.

Gideon's eyes were locked on the pool, and it was easy to see she was distracted by the attractive moms in their bathing suits.

"Hey, Ethan, welcome back home. I'm sorry to hear about your dad. He was such a great guy and even came to all my baseball games." I guess my dad and I both had some regrets. Dad was busy working hard and being a single dad. And then I’ve stayed away at college for years, hardly even calling my dad. It probably crushed him. And that’s what probably led to his enjoying the Barton kids and investing in them.

"Really? I don't think he was at one of my football games. So, Chicago, huh? Not too bad for a mission. No need to learn a new language. Although you might want to brush up on your colloquialisms."

Gideon was confused.

"If someone doesn't want to hear you talk about the Book of Mormon, just grab your balls and say, suck on this." It's like saying thank you in Chicago speak."

Gideon laughed. I knew men his age had issues with the church, and as exciting as it might be to get away from home for a year, he was probably wondering what it was all for.

"Which college are you thinking about? No, wait, let me guess: BYU."

Gideon laughed again. The chances of one of the Barton kids attending any school other than BYU were slim.

His twin sister, Hannah approached. It was astonishing to realize how much she resembled her mother. I didn't want to sexualize her, but she was 18, and in the Mormon faith, some girls her age have two children by this point.

"The Bishop was asking for you." Hannah said with a warm smile. Gideon waved off and went back to the diving board.

It always amazed me that the Bartons referred to him as The Bishop, rather than dad or father.

"Me? Why?"

"He didn't say.” Then she changed the subject; “Hey, do you know the Kristensons? The two oldest sons?"

"Buck and Hank, yeah. Buck was my year."

"Could you introduce me to him? I know him kinda, from the temple, but you and he were friends."

"Of course. If that's what you want. Buck's a little wild, though."

"Hey, I can be wild too," she fired back with a devilish grin.

Naturally, that would be the moment Amanda would walk up.

"Excuse me, young lady," her mother glared.

Hannah turned beet red.

"I'm wild about skiing, too, Hannah. Too bad I'll be back at school when the mountains get snow."

Hannah smiled, appreciative of my giving cover to her story. She left, leaving me with Mrs. Barton.

"What did I tell you about talking to Hannah?"

"She was talking to me, " I said defensively. "Look, this isn't a good idea. I'm going to leave, Okay?"

Mrs. Barton looked at me and I could see she felt bad.

The Bishop’s Hotwife: Part 2

It’s not a tryst when she’s training me.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

"You can have me any way you choose. But you must always finish in my cunt. God's seed is never to be wasted."

I found it amusing, or perhaps ironic, that she somehow integrated religion into what was essentially just a wild sexual affair.

"What about The Bishop?"

"The Bishop is a wonderful man-a great provider, a man of the temple, a leader. But he's impotent in the bedroom; he has been for years. I, on the other hand, have an insatiable thirst."

"Are you on the pill? Should I get condoms?"

"No and no. But Mandy needs frequent servicing."

"Um, who's Mandy? You keep saying her name."

"Me, I'm Mandy. At least here in the non-kosher bedroom. Amanda, Mandy. Get it?"

"I'm not even used to calling you Amanda; and now you have a nickname.

She wrinkled her nose at me.

"That name is meant for our shared use; no one else. As for Mrs. Barton, you should probably keep that up in public. We can't display any informality around The Bishop; he's a very intuitive man."

Mrs. Barton got on her knees and straddled my body. I hoped she was going to shed the robe, which she did, but only partway. She took off the top, revealing her tits.

"Now, if there are no more questions, I want to feel you inside me."

Her tits were large for her petite frame and hung down with some weight. Her areolas and nipples were surprisingly larger than I'd have imagined. She was always tan, but her tits were milk-white, and I could even see the blue of her veins.

She remained hovering over me, but when my cock began to stir, I could feel it pressing against something fleshy and wet.

She smiled.

"You like them. I can tell."

"They're amazing."

"They are. Now watch this."

She took her left hand and grasped the nipple of her left tit, placing her hand above the nipple and pushing down as she squeezed.

To my shock and amazement, twin tiny streams of milk shot out of her nipple, landing on my face; she continued to squeeze, and droplets of her mother's milk followed.

I was amazed, and I continued to harden in response. I could feel my cock pressing on the wet flesh under her robe.

"This is for John-John. I can't get pregnant while I'm breastfeeding, so we won't need any protection."

"You sure? That sounds like some kind of myth."

I have five children; I've nursed them all for over a year. I've made love countless times and never conceived while I breastfeed. So, no, we don't need any protection. We'll celebrate each other's bodies as God intended, natural, skin on skin, intimate. I'll do anything you desire, and you'll leave your seed in me. We cannot waste what the Lord has provided.

She held out her tit.

"Now, would you like to taste?"

I was unsure, but my cock was certain. It surged yet again against her body. I could not tell where, but a small trickle of hot fluid dripped from within her and drenched my glans let me know I was almost inside her pussy.

She bent forward, holding her left tit out, bringing it to my mouth. Her purple nipple was saturated in the milk she had already produced, and she gently guided it around my lips, wetting them.

The Bishop’s Hotwife: Part 1

When Mormon mothers go wild, they go really wild.

Based on a post by Wendy Trilby, in 5 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

Chapter 0: Gideon's Dilemma.

Despite living in a large home with four brothers and two sisters, Gideon Barton had little privacy. When you're 18 just about everything gives you an erection and most young men turn to porn for relief.

But in Gideon's strict Mormon household, his father, The Bishop, a respected pillar of the church, imposed restrictions on internet access, computers, and phones. Visiting sites like Pornhub or Literotica was nearly impossible.

But then again, nothing's as vivid as the mind of a horny teen, and Gideon could create fantasies from just about anything. He had masturbated to thoughts of the weather girl on channel 5, several of his teachers, and right now, his mother's good friend, Kristi Haskett.

It was the Barton's big summer backyard barbeque and Mrs. Haskett had just emerged from the pool with firm, erect nipples poking through her bathing suit. She went for her towel, but the image of her thick nipples tenting the nylon of her modest swimsuit would remain burned in his memory to be recalled for countless masturbation sessions in the days to come.

That's all it took to make Gideon's balls swell. He needed to masturbate right now. With two brothers and two sisters plus a houseful of guests for the cookout, jerking off in a bathroom wasn't going to happen.

That wasn't an issue for Gideon as he entered the spacious car barn to conduct his personal business. Much more than just a garage, The Bishop had built the car barn to house his collection of cars, cars he felt promoted his masculinity. The barn housed seven vehicles and the family's Gulfstream trailer.

Gideon noticed how dusty his dad's 19 74 green Bronco was. He coveted this vehicle, even if that was a sin. His mom was trying to convince his dad to let him take it to college after his mission. After all, he was an adult, and his mother believed he needed to take on responsibilities, like owning a car.

But right now, he needed to masturbate and quietly entered his go-to spot, the Gulfstream trailer.

This had become his favorite place to masturbate. It was private, and he could concentrate on his fantasy as he stroked himself.

Getting some hand lotion from the bathroom, he sat on the couch, pulled his shorts down, and lathered himself up. Gently grasping his cock, he began slowly gliding up and down the shaft.

He closed his eyes and imagined Mrs. Haskett taking him by the hand behind the garage and showing him her tits. She held them out for him, offering him one to feed on.

This wasn't going to take long. He could feel his balls swelling and then;

He heard the side door to the car barn open and someone entered.

Fuck, not now.

Mrs. Haskett's tits would have to wait. He could hear two people talking in hushed tones.

"Wow, is this what you wanted to show me? It's great. Look at the condition. This is wonderful."

The voice was familiar, and Gideon moved to the window to see who it was.

"Want to see something even better?" came a voice he recognized as his mother's voice. Why was she in here?

He peered into the car barn, trying to see who she was talking to and if they were going to leave.

Looking out, he saw his mother leaning back on the hood of his father's green Bronco like a teenage girl flirting on a date.

Whomever it was, Gideon felt he was way too close to his mother. She then turned around, leaned forward, and her skirt hiked up slightly, but not enough to reveal anything. Reaching back, she flipped it up exposing her soft white ass.

Gideon nearly fell over in shock. What was she doing?

Just then, he could see the face of the other person. It was Ethan Bryant. He lived next door; he was in his last year of law school in Boston and home for the summer, clerking for The Bishop. He was probably around 25 or 26 years old.

"You wore the red lingerie," Ethan said with a lascivious smile.

Gideon’s mother was always talking about Ethan's success at law school and kept encouraging Gideon to use him as a role model.

"That's not all," his mother replied to Ethan as she put her thumbs in the bands of her panties pulling them down to reveal her bare ass. Ethan's eyes were fixated on her behind. Gideon strained to see, but from his angle, there was no looking into that dark abyss.

"How long have you;"

Rogue Magic Wands Cause Sex Chaos.

by jane700bond. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Meanwhile in the college infirmary office, Madame Priscilla-Cane and Henry now rapidly getting past foreplay and looked as though they needed to indulge in some urgent sex. The nurse left the magic wand in her cunt to its own devices and took more and more of Henry's enormous dick into her generous mouth, smearing the end with her bright scarlet lipstick as she sucked and licked and chewed. With her hands, she ripped open the poppers of her uniform, leaving herself naked except for the enormous bra that was pulled down exposing her great full melons to Henry's greedy eyes.

Henry deposited his kilt on the floor and climbed on to the nurse, his rod, now covered with her saliva, he aimed between the nurse's cleavage. He fondled the monsters and pushed them together so he could tit-fuck her with hard and urgent thrusts. Then with them both breathing hard, Henry moved down the nurse's body until he could aim his spear into her dripping cunt. Gently, at first, he thrust forward, his dick perfectly aimed to slide smoothly and deeply into her vagina. Henry suddenly realized his dick was not alone in Madam's hot cunt, the magic wand slid in deeply alongside him and exploded with magic. The chair shook as the pair fucked, Henry's arse sticking in the air and then ploughing back-into the hot deep cavern.

Back in their bedroom, Doctor Snake pointed his wand at Sabrina and Priti and told them both to strip naked. Slowly, and with more reluctance on Sabrina's part, the two gals obeyed as Snake ogled their hairless cunt's and goggled their emerging breasts.

Now, as Ariella's sex glamour built towards a climax across the way, Sabrina and Priti could not resist getting turned on. Priti who had been fucked by Henry's massive monster the day before found her breathing getting shorter in anticipation of another dick pounding her cunt. Sabrina was both fearing what was about to happen, but still becoming more and more turned on.

Both gals had noticeable damp patches on their panties as they pulled them down in front of the teacher and Snake could smell their young sex. He in turn was feeling evermore randy and his skin was radiating heat.

"Undress me!" he commanded and Priti came forward and started to loosen his belt whilst Sabrina started on his shirt cuffs and then the rest of his shirt buttons. Her hands caressed his chest as she pulled the shirt back and off and then stood there as Priti, grappled to release the rock-hard cock from his pants. Eventually it bounced out free into the cool air of the bedroom and pushed hard against her flat breast. Priti being only five foot tall and Snake being six foot six, Priti found her mouth close to the pulsing dick that was now rubbing one of her guyish nipples and could not resist first licking its tip and then taking it into her mouth eagerly.

Sabrina pulled Snake's trousers right down and, whilst keeping his rocket man in Priti's soft moist mouth, he kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his trousers to stand completely naked in a students' bedroom for the second time that morning.

He made a sudden grab for Sabrina's cunt and rubbed his fingers along the line of her damp cunt. In shock, Sabrina moved back instinctively and nearly hit him, but then the man's thumb found the hard bump of her clit which sent an electric shock through her inexperience body and the blow never fell. All the time, the tiny Priti was getting more enthusiastic with blowing Snake's cock, bubbles of saliva escaping from her mouth and running down her chest.

Snake indicated to Sabrina that she should lie back across her bed and open her legs, exposing her vulva which now showed a deep slash of red as it began to open. Then, now overexcited, Snake grabbed the pigtails on either side of Priti's head and thrust hard and deep into her mouth several times, as though in revenge for her humiliating him earlier. She choked and pulled her away, more saliva dripping down her chin. He circled the babe's mouth and nose with his cock, spreading the wetness, before pushing Priti towards Sabrina. He made her bend her head so it was in contact with Sabrina's opening slit and pushed Priti's mouth onto the other gal's cunt. Sabrina gasped as her friend's tongue plunge into her love tunnel and Priti's nose made contact with her hardened clit.

Snake stepped over the back of the tiny Priti and used his hands to move her head so as to rub her nose up and down Sabrina's slit. Then, as Sabrina gasped and groaned, he stepped back behind Priti, and lifted her legs up, her face remaining glued to Sabrina's cunt. When her ass was at the height of his mouth, he licked the moistening slit and pushed his tongue in as deep as it would go. Sabrina leant forward and started massaging Priti's tiny breast as Snake greedily licked her cunt and made it red hot in anticipation for the fuck that was inevitably going to follow.

After Priti's eagerness became obvious by the widening of her vagina, Snake lowered her legs until he could maneuver his broomstick hard cock into the eighteen-year-old's slippery cunt. On the very first stroke he plunged roughly into the hot love tunnel right up to the hilt. Priti screamed as Snake's thrust pushed her back into Sabrina's cunt. Sabrina pulled roughly at Priti's tiny tits as she was pushed backward, making the nipples red and prominent.

With each hard plunge deep into her cunt Snake was making Priti ever more excited, she was loving the roughness and urgency of each fuck. She took a one hand and brought it back to her own clit and then lifting her head slightly to Sabrina's clit, thrust her other small hand deep into Sabrina and started to fuck her in rhythm with Snake, her teeth nipping the clit and pulling at the lips of the other gal's vulva. If the screams had been loud before, they were meteoric now as the babes advanced on the path to orgasm.

Back in the infirmary things were not very quiet either. Madame Priscilla-Cane had previously experimented with her magic wand as a sex-toy, but usually in the privacy of her own room and at night. She would fantasize about a great blond muscled Elfin warrior, hung like a horse, fucking her with deep strokes until her whole body exploded in an orgasm that could last ten minutes or more. Now, here in her office, she was being fucked by an 18-year-old senior pupil, who actually was hung like a horse. Not that she cared at that particular moment.

This lapse in her usual standards of behavior was actually down to Lucille, the French new dame who deep into black magic had drunk poor George dry of sperm, like some sperm vampire and then, dribbled a coating back onto his face, whilst enchanting it with her own wild sex charm. Madam Priscilla-Cane had no idea of the danger she was in when she carefully removed the dried spunk from the poor guy's face with a flannel, breathing deeply the smell of revitalized sex. Inevitably, as she cleaned away, the enchantment had its effect and this is why we find the illustrious big-boobed and sexy nurse in her office screaming in delight as Henry fucked her with the abandon of a stallion.

The combination of enormous plonker and magic wand was having an effect on both of them. Sparks of magic from the wand flew out of the nurse's cunt as Henry withdrew before thrusting in again and with each spark there was a mind-blowing orgasm that filled both of them with a rising need for the final event. As he went in and out, Henry buried his head into Madame's boobs, licking, caressing, tweaking continually, wanting to drink their milk, as the sex madness overwhelmed their consciousnesses.

Eventually, the reservoir of spunk in Henry's ball-sack reached capacity and with a final detonation of magic, he, the nurse and the magic wand all came together.

Henry's cum shot deep into the nurse and then as the vagina was filled to capacity, slowly came bubbling out around his embedded cock to dribble and drip between her legs. Madame closed her eyes, sighed and fell into an erotic dream-filled sleep. Henry, with his boner still firm inside her, fell asleep too, head on her breasts and suckling an enormous teat. The magic wand slowly slipped down the cum covered love tunnel and escaped by following the flow of sperm into a sticky mess on the floor.

It was at this point that a somewhat revived George entered the office and then immediately fled back to his bed and pulled the covers up over his head and began to shiver and shake again. George never wanted anything to do with sex again!

At about the same time in the Briarwood womens dorm tower, Ariella was discovering that having a magic wand on the loose deep inside her vagina was an experience she might on future occasions forgo for simpler pleasures. Peggy was discovering for the first time, just how deep her hand needed to explore inside a cunt in order to free it of said pesky magic wand. It kept getting away and Peggy and the wand fucked Ariella ever deeper into her love tunnel while Peggy tried to grab the rebellious stick. Of course, she needed to keep everything lubricated and so was using a lot of saliva to lick around Ariella's delicious cunt lips and clit to add to Ariella's natural oils which, the magic wand lucki

Ariella At College: Part 5

Snowden Speaks — Thu, 18 Sep 2025 21:52:00 +0000

The Seduction of Dr. Adolphus Snake.

by jane700bond, Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

Partly with seduction in mind, Peggy suggested to the Dean of Students, that Sue should be sent off to breakfast and that she should go with him up to the senior rooms looking for clues. Always willing to oblige his favourites, Snake agreed and teacher and prefect followed the route taken by George the previous night.

Snake did not often traipse up the female dorm staircase as, in his less-experienced days, as house master, he occasionally found himself in an embarrassing situation with the appearance of an unexpectedly nude female form displaying itself in the most surprizing places.

Little did he imagine that his female pupils actually planned this to ensure that Snake would be persuaded to avoid the gals’ quarters and so they could get on with life in peace. At the same time, many of them also quite fancied the tall dark man and sometimes displayed their nakedness before him for the thrill of a dare. This could be quite a turn-on both for the gals themselves as well as for the House Master, who would pretend shock and surprise. as the sap rose rapidly in his dick.

Even as Snake followed Peggy up the stone stairway, yesterday’s events during Necromancy were gnawing at him. He was certain that Lucille had put him under a spell. He was also certain that his memory of most of the lesson had been somehow erased and he was not comfortable with this thought. However, there had been no complaints about his behaviour from the headmaster, so he thought the perpetrators also had a strong reason for keeping concealed. He wondered about blackmail, but thought he could deal with any attempt at that!

But now, as he traipsed up the stairs after Peggy, the mystery of his cumming all over Lucille in the classroom was finally put out of his mind. Principally this was because Snake was enjoying the sight of Peggy’s swaying hips as she swung up the spiral stairs above him. Peggy’s white socks and her gorgeous legs disappeared up into the hidden mysteries of her plaid skirt. He began to feel a thrill and stiffening of emerging desire as he imagined undressing the pretty lass, to reveal her virginal breasts, and to kiss and suck their hardening nipples.

Voices were heard ahead of them and around the corner came Sabrina and Priti. Snake could only stare - what had happened to the young ladies? They were changed, they were still small and dark, but something was very different. They were smiling for a start and was that laughter in their eyes? They looked almost pretty! Almost not the same lasses who had sat dully in the classroom yesterday.

"Great class yesterday, sir!” called out Priti. “We’re definitely cumming again next week!”

“Yeah! Sir, we keep cumming, thinking about it!” shouted Sabrina over-loudly with a laugh.

The stairs were narrow and having let Peggy past, the two gals stood two steps above Snake and blocked his way. “Fancy a quickie Sir?” said Priti and lifted the front of her skirt to reveal a naked pubis. She licked her forefinger and rubbed it deliberately up and down her slit right in front of Snakes face. He gulped and froze to the spot as Priti swayed her hips as she played with herself in front of his unbelieving eyes, slowly parting her naked cunt. He was speechless and felt a hot flush on his face.

Sabrina took a step down to stand one step above him and cupped Snake’s balls with one hand. “Wow, Priti, I think he’s got a boner.”

“He’s certainly very wooden!” laughed the petite Priti. She also came down the step and deliberately ground her exposed her pubis into Snake’s hard groin as he stood motionless in shock.

Then with a great giggle, the two gals suddenly abandoned their taunting and rushed on past him, soon disappearing down around the next corner. Snake stared after them, his mind in a whirl and breathing heavily.

Innocent Peggy had halted just above and realised that Snake was frozen to the spot. She took the teacher by the arm and pulled him up the remaining stairs to where her study was. “In here sir.” she motioned and led him into the room she shared with Sue.

Snake sat on her bed and let his shoulders hunch and dropped his head into his hands in an expression of despair. She tried to talk to him, but he just sat there and just shook his head slowly. So, Peggy climbed up on the bed behind the teacher and began to massage his shoulders.

Without resistance from the Dean of Students, Peggy set to work on his knotted muscles of his back and neck, loosening them with firm but delicate fingers. Gradually, she undid the upper buttons on his shirt and as she did this, she also deftly undid the buttons of her own blouse and the buckle of her skirt.

The teacher seemed to be in a black funk, ignoring Peggy’s gently probing fingers. Unseen by the unseeing Snake, she removed her bra and gently pressed and rubbed her modest breasts into his back, using them to massage below Snake’s shoulder blades. Her tender hands now wandered around to Snakes hairy chest where she found the man’s small nipples and gently tweaked them. This shocked Snake from his misery and he lifted his head in surprise. “Peggy! What are you doing?”

The coed, realising that she had moments to capture him before he ran away, nimbly removed her loosened kilt and climbed onto the man, swinging a leg around the front of his neck so she was sat on his shoulders.

Her panties showed the wet line of her sex juices and she pressed it against his mouth. “DADA, take me!” she whispered into his ear, breathing hot and heavily before starting to lick his ear and press herself harder onto his mouth.

Snake tried to resist. “I can’t!” he said, mouth pushed against the thin damp cloth that hid her widening cunt lips, but her she held him tight to her with her strong young legs crossed behind his neck.

“My reputation!” He said as he took in the deep and erotic smell of her young cunt juices.

Peggy’s tongue pressed hotly into his ear and whispered “You haven’t got a reputation; yet sir! Let’s see if we can create one worthy of the DADA, formerly of Slither-in!” She pulled her panties to one side exposing her vulva to his lips.

Helpless, Snake’s tongue emerged and engaged tentatively with Peggy’s hot and moist slit. A shudder of desire went through him as he tenuously worked the tip of his tongue slowly up and down the slit as the cunt lips gradually blossomed open like a fabulous flower, overpowering his reticence with their arousing perfume.

This was better than his dreams! For the first time ever, as Dean of Students, Snake was being seduced by one of his pupils and now, resistance gone, with enthusiasm he delved deep into Peggy’s divine love tunnel, all thoughts of Georgy-Porgy, Lucille, Priti and Sabrina forgotten.

Ariella At College: Part 4

Snowden Speaks — Wed, 17 Sep 2025 21:51:00 +0000

Ariella becomes the object of many desires.

by jane700bond, Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

When Ariella awoke, she was seated in one of the easy chairs in Miss Peacock’s office, covered in a light blanket. Her clothes were lying in a neat pile next to her, smelling fresh and newly ironed. On a small table was a note. “Finishing class, back soon, stay and rest x x x Gabriella P.”

Gabriella Peacock was an Animagus, Ariella realised. A witch who could shapeshift, in her case, into a white cat.

With a small flash of magic, Gertrude, the house elf reappeared and leered at Ariella. “Enjoy sex do we, young human?

Thinks me you are only just starting to learn. Gertrude good teacher. Human want to learn sex magic? Me help young human Sex Goddess be, like mistress Peacock?”

Ariella looked at the strange creature and wondered if Gertrude might be an ally in her competition against Lucille. “Gertrude, can you really help?” she asked.

“Gertrude made mistress Sex Goddess and Gertrude she like you. Very pretty human, Gertrude likes pretty young humans.”

Ariella looked a little nervous, was the elf wanting to make love to her too? Now? She was not sure she could cope with another sex session just yet and, well how did an elf make love?

Seeing her discomfort, Gertrude laughed at her and said “No sex now. We learn lessons later. Now to dress is time. You no miss lunch for sex with elves! We give you good time later.”

Ariella uncovered herself and stood up naked expecting to pick up and put on her clothes, but the elf instead helped her. She jumped onto the chair with Ariella’s bra. This brought the small creature up to Ariella’s height. With gentle hands the elf assisted the gal with it on, carefully seating Ariella’s breasts one by one into each cup and then fastening it securely at the front. Ariella, thought the elf’s touch quite erotic.

The elf then got Ariella to turn around and helped her into the blouse, the elf’s baby-smooth face leaning around over Ariella’s neck to carefully fasten the buttons slowly and sexily one by one, almost like a strip-tease in reverse. The elf went slowly from the bottom to the top, taking particular attention with those that were straining over her chest, caressing Ariella’s breasts to ensure the cotton was smoothed around each fabulous boob. Ariella found herself fascinated by the pale, large-eyed creature whose fingers were warm and smooth against her skin.

“Gosh!” thought Ariella aware of a heat rising in her cheeks, “It’s happening again!”

Finally, Gertrude got down from the chair and lifted up the kilt, carefully wrapping it around Ariella’s waist, brushing the gal’s silk-smooth naked thighs and taut midriff with her hands as she did so. It was, Ariella thought, like foreplay. Then jumping on the chair and with a quick soft kiss to Ariella’s cheek, the elf disappeared in her distinct puff of magic and Ariella stood alone and more than half-turned on.

Miss Peacock suddenly bustled in.

“Thank you, Ariella, for waiting for me and not running away - as you, might well have done after what my cunt did to your cunt. Sorry about that!”

Ariella looked at the Divinity teacher and said “Gabriella, may I call you Gabriella?”

Gabriella nodded. “It was okay, and really rather fun. But I didn’t know you were an Animagus, and it was all a bit of a surprise, especially when you put your paw inside me, it was so silky smooth and my organisms were like an electric shock. I just fainted away with too much ecstasy! ”

She was silent for a moment and then said: “I have to confess I have been incredibly horny over the last few weeks and the way you treated me was incredibly arousing. I mean, I seem to want to have sex continually. Is that normal?”

Gabriella smiled at her. “It happened to me too at your age, which is why I first became Sex Goddess in my college senior year. It’s nothing to worry about, just part of being a nymphomaniac, or in my case now, a 28-year-old nymphomaniac. Ye gods, by the powers of magic, the smell of you when I found you under the desk was so intoxicating! The smell of sex around you so powerful that I was in a frenzy of longing. I just wanted to pull your clothes off there and then and drink all that sex juice straight out of you. But at least I managed to hold-off until we got in here.

Some of the powers you are developing can be quite dangerous around the wrong people … I hope you don’t think I’m one of the wrong people.”

Ariella shook her head. “No.” she said, “You are rather nice, a bit dominating! But you’re quite attractive, even if a bit older than me and, well that was one exciting climax. In fact, could we make love again sometime, soon? The next time, let me give you an orgasm too?”

Gabriella, took Ariella’s hand and both sat on the sofa. Gabriella answered “I would be proud to make love with beautiful you any time you like! But you need to understand all sorts of people are starting to find you irresistible. It was the same with me when I was 18. Have you noticed strange behaviour from other people?”

Ariella thought for a moment, “Let me see, Dr. Snake had a hard-on when I spoke to him in his office yesterday. I thought he was going to rip my top off at one point. The new gal, Lucille started kissing me and we made love within a few minutes of meeting, and then, er, we had a foursome!

So far today, well two guys made love with me this morning, never mind George who put his hand under my bum when I sat down in class, and then I fucked him. And then of course I discovered you loved licking cum from my cunt and you paw-fucked me when you were a cat. Even Gertrude, your house elf seems to find me sexually alluring! Yes, people are behaving strange, but you know, I don’t think I want it to stop! I just seem to want more and more sex! That’s a bit worrying.”

Gabriella sighed and turning and putting her hands on Ariella’s shoulders said “Ariella, you must understand two things. One, you have developed a natural powerful glamour. It is a sort of magic which attracts people to you.” Gabriella’s hands moved slowly from Ariella’s shoulders and around and under her arms where she pressed them against the sides of the coed’s breasts. “Even I find your power nearly irresistible.” The teacher sighed, moved her hands around and cupped the tight mounds. “By wand and magic I need to resist you or we’ll be at it again, like rabbits.”

“Nice idea!” giggled Ariella.