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Her full name is Florence-Kira, but she goes by Floki.

Or Chief.

Floki is cisgender (she/her), and the fearless leader of the Dumnonii, a fierce warrior clan in the south of Albion (ye’ olde England). She has long dirty blonde hair braided along one side, steel grey eyes, and the skin condition known as vitiligo. She’s a fair and merciful chief, except for when a nearby rival clan keep trying to steal her livestock. (Most of them end up on the shelf behind her…) She is a skilled fighter, proficient in longsword, spear, axe, and shield, and she has a fascinating way with ravens.

And there’s far more to her than meets the eye… (and boy, doesn’t she meet the eye?) *sweating*

Meet Floki (#Beefcake) and learn her secrets in Lilith: Original Sin (#0.1) ~ prequel series to the Cardinal Series ~ coming October 31st 2025!

~SAPPHIC EROTICA WITH PLOT~

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Lilith: Original Sin, book 2 in the Lilith Prequel Series, is a lesbian erotica novel. This story follows on from Lilith: Book of Genesis.

COMING OCTOBER 31ST!

Thousands of years ago, a woman was banished from the Garden of Eden for eating an apple. On the word of God, Lilith was slandered as a daemon throughout the mortal world as the physical embodiment of the dreaded fall from grace—that of innocence to sin.

After God and His Heavenly Host of archangels commit murder under the guise of mercy and atonement, bitterness overrules. With an unholy hatred, the knowledge of Good and Evil, a yearning for revenge, and a small serpentine voice that encourages her, Lilith sets out to give the people what they really want—to enjoy that which is considered a sin without remorse, whilst taking down those who attempted to put her in her place.

Lilith travels far and wide to find those she’ll mould into Seven Deadly Sins. With the help of a pirate captain that takes no bullshit, a beloved brothel owner, and a warrior chief with skulls for ornaments, Lilith sets out to bring the world’s worst vices to life.

This isn’t just one villain origin story.

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Lilith: Book of Genesis, book 1 in the Lilith Prequel Series, is a dark novella. Please refer to CW here. *IMPORTANT* This novella can be skipped if you don’t want to read the darker elements.

COMING OCTOBER 31ST!

In the Garden of Eden, Lilith happens upon a secret too delicious to ignore.

After being banished and outlawed as a daemon for eating forbidden fruit and learning the knowledge of Good and Evil, she spends a hundred years in the mortal realm learning of other gods, goddesses, and sacred deities, finding them far more worthy of devotion. When the time comes to return to Eden and beg God’s forgiveness for her sins, Lilith has strayed too far from a righteous path; she refuses to go back.

When the archangels finally break Lilith, Death offers her a dice game and a deal. Persephone will return Lilith’s soul to her body, tell her the truth about a knot in the thread of Fate, and warn her of a choice she’ll be forced to make—a decision that could secure her true freedom. Lilith would no longer be hunted and forced to endure God’s punishment, allowing her to live out eternity in peace. Being left alone is all she’s ever wanted.

But is she willing to pay the ultimate price for redemption?

Artwork by Charlie Utting

Captain Blake is the formidable pirate captain of the trading ship, Skiá. She’s cisgender (she/her), bisexual, and disguised as a man, and is infamous around the ports of Magna Graecia. She has skills with rapiers, knuckle knives, star maps, and bare fists that are legendary around the world.

The ship (full name Skiá tēs Hamartías) is often found at the center of brutal pirate attacks, but most of the survivors can’t speak because they’ve had their tongues ripped out. Those that can still communicate talk of a vessel flying a very different flag to this one.

With two fiery caprine eyes—dark orange, with black horizontal pupils—the eyepatch is an old trick that helps her move between the upper and lower decks without being disadvantaged. She has long black hair, a flat chest, a single gold canine, a literal forked tongue, and she darkens her rugged jawline with charcoal to keep her secrets. Every member of her crew, from First Mate to cabin boy, is treated fairly.

With shocking scars, and an even more shocking history, the captain’s charms (and her unholy stare from across the deck) prove irresistible to Lilith of Eden.

Meet Captain Blake in Lilith: Original Sin (book 1 of 4) in the new Lilith Prequel Tetralogy to the Cardinal Series (six books already released, but Blake is new. Meet the others (the Seven Deadly Sins and the Four Horsewomen of the Apocalypse here!)

Release date: TBC, but towards the end of 2025

by TJ Dallas
(Coming 2025: Dates TBC)

This dark prequel novelette (word count: 28,000) to the Cardinal Series is not for the faint of heart. It can be read, or skipped entirely. Please heed the following warnings:

True Evil isn’t created by daffodils, sugar lumps, and the dulcet harmonics of an angel. It’s created by virgins and sacrifice. It’s created by thunderstorms, rose thorns, and shards of glass. Blood, sweat, tears, flesh, and bone. Damp earth, lightning, breathless moans lost on the wind, and visceral arousal born from sheer humiliation. The smell of belladonna and pine, the taste of salt and zinc, and the silky texture of snowdrop petals that signal spring. It’s created by the fine line between pleasure and pain. It’s created by the methodic thud of spurs as the silhouette of Death looms on the horizon.

Though after everything, as always, there might be a rainbow.

Content Warnings:

—religious blasphemy (Christianity)

—graphic violence

—masturbation for pain relief during childbirth

—perverted and sleazy behaviour by a man

—dark magick, with aforementioned blood, sweat, and tears

—loss of a newborn (murdered with eyes closed).

There is no non-consensual touching at any time.

Lilith’s trauma takes place with full consent, no matter how bad it seems. This novelette is intended for mature audiences and features betrayal and humiliation, which might make some people uncomfortable (which is sort of the point.)

I promise Lilith will fully recover and become even stronger and more powerful for the experiences she goes through in this novelette, which can be immediately followed by Lilith: Original Sin (#0.1—also Coming 2025: date TBC) which is set two and a half thousand years later. Book of Genesis and Original Sin will be released at the same time, so you can read them (or not) in either order you choose.

While the events in this novelette are important to understanding one major character’s creation and backstory (Pride) it is not needed to enjoy the rest of the Cardinal Series, starting with either The Bartender’s Pride, or Lilith: Original Sin. The rest of the series can be enjoyed wholeheartedly without this novelette.

The gist will be conveyed in the rest of the Lilith Prequel series so you don’t miss anything important without having to read the darker elements if you don’t want to. There’s still time to turn back. But if you’re truly ready to know how Lilith of Eden, the Creator of the Seven Deadly Sins, brings her most powerful masterpiece to life, then read on. Once the dark magick is out of the way (how else are you going to create True Evil?) then the fun times can begin.

Further note: As the Lilith Prequel Series progresses, be warned you might continue to be… unsettled with Lilith’s methods of god-like manipulation. Rescuing mortal infants from Death’s clutches is only the beginning. There’s tough love, children seeing things they shouldn’t be seeing, others being rewarded for violence, and another having food withheld for reasons yet to be explained. I promise there’s a reason for it all, but I can’t spoil it by telling you that now, can I?

Love TJ x

PS – Be safe out there.

If you didn’t already know, Charlie Utting (@artofcharlie on Instagram) is my incredible artist! He’s done eleven beautiful character commissions for me already. You’ve met the Seven Deadly Sins and the Four Horsewomen of the Apocalypse, right??

Well, I decided to take it one step further and ask for something new…

If you’ve read Pride and the Stranger (#2 Pride Trilogy/Cardinal Series) then you might know this particular scene (chapter 13 if you need a reminder.) Goes without saying, but you might want to be alone for this one…

I hope you enjoy, pet.

*insert post coitus cigarette here*

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***NOTE*** Due to strict Amazon guidelines, the actual images themselves are not included in the eBook, but they ARE available in the paperback. The eBook includes links to each image (no cost, no subscription, and no registration) via my website. Just click where it says — [click here for artwork] — at the end of each short story on your e-Reader/Kindle app, and it will take you straight to it.

Fancy something short and sweet? This anthology features twelve of the hottest lesbian erotica based on my Wrath Trilogy. Within these pages are some of the deleted and bonus scenes that were too hot and too steamy to leave unread! They have been compiled into this delicious anthology, along with some sexy sketches to get the juices flowing. If you love wlw erotica, this anthology is for you!

Bonus Feature: Two brilliant previously unread fan-fiction stories by two amazing authors (with permission to share from both.)

“Whew! The second series of short stories featuring the Seven Deadly Sins and now the Four Horsewomen of the Apocalypse is not to be missed. There is something for everyone with the vast cast of characters Dallas has to work with and she knocks it out of the park continually keeping the scenes hot and fresh.”

“Holy moly! Dallas knows how to write a scene.”

All of these sexy images are courtesy of the amazing @oddtits1 on Twitter. Head on over to their page to check out their other amazing NSFW artwork!!

I Don’t Want to Kill You, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)My Kind of Present, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)Welcome to Burlesque, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)C is for Confidence, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)(And D is for) Dirrrty, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)Doggy Style, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)Title of Your Sex Tape, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)The Reunion of Justice and Prudence, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)Rue & Paul’s Drag Race, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)Love, Art, and Rope, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)Top from the Bottom, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)Saddle Up, by TJ Dallas. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)Regained Confidence, by Nova Kelly. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)Seducing Sloth, by Jen Fernandez. Artwork by @oddtits1 (on X)

If you’ve been following my author journey so far, you’ll know I recently ran a fan-fiction competition for a published feature in my new anthology, 2 Shots of Absinthe (Releasing December 2024.)

I received six absolutely incredible submissions, and it was so hard to just pick one! It was the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make… and I failed miserably; I’ve included two! (I’m in charge anyway. *insert devil emoji*)

All the authors have been notified and I have informed the two winners! =D I am so excited to progress with the commissioned artwork for them both and really bring them to life! I’m sure you’ll love them as much as I do!

All the submissions were excellent, and I really wanted to be able to share the ones I wasn’t able to include so that everyone can see how great they were (and enjoy the sexy times right along with me!) I have the author’s permission to share, of course!

Without further ado, please check out the following sexy story featuring a plethora of sinful women; Sloth, Lust, Death, Greed, and Pride herself.

Dreams Do Come True
by Nova Kelly

I woke up with a gasp, suddenly shocked by my surroundings. I had—apparently—only been dreaming. That’s quite a shame, since I was about to come from Althea’s tongue and someone decidedly sexy sitting on my face. I reached my hand down to my clit and as expected, I was soaked.  

I looked at the clock; just after eleven in the morning. My dreams took me to a good place this time around, luckily, and now I couldn’t get the ideas out of my mind. Shy as I might be, I would most definitely seek out Althea to help me work through the build up and anticipation residing low in my belly.

I hopped in the shower, trying hard not to please myself before I even made it to the Clava Sexus. I scrubbed my body clean, but my thoughts remained dirty. It became increasingly difficult not to release my own need as I lathered soap over my breasts,  nipples hardening to stiff peaks. A soft moan escaped my lips, but I wouldn’t give in. I craved someone else’s hands on my body, not the satisfactory but less than spectacular release I could give myself. This was not a good time for Kit to be out of town at a tattoo convention. 

A few minutes later, I was stepping out of the shower and drying off before dressing in my typical joggers and a comfy sweatshirt, but with lace underneath. I took the lift up to Althea’s floor, my body buzzing with anticipation. I made my way into the sex club, happily finding the main space empty. Althea was definitely with someone in one of the private rooms. I could hear the sounds of her pleasure.

Althea? I beckoned, hoping she’d answer, even though she was clearly busy.

Yes, toots, you can join us. It’s just Seph and I.

Okay, so clearly Althea had already caught on to what I was thinking. Seph’s presence was most certainly a welcome addition.

I headed to the private room they were occupying and slowly opened the door. Seph was standing in front of the bed, completely naked except for the strap-on she was tightening around her thighs, with a large black dildo standing at attention. Althea was on her knees before Seph, in a red lace set with garters. She made eye contact with me as soon as I stepped inside.

“Riley, will you be joining us this fine morning?” Seph asked, a smirk on her lips. She stood over a foot taller than me, and I couldn’t help but feel slightly intimated, but in the very best way. Like she could pound me into oblivion. 

“Um, y-yes. If that’s okay with you,” I stuttered out, cheeks heating.

“Damn right it’s okay,” Althea interrupted before Seph could respond. “I’ve been hearing your thoughts for hours. I wished I was having that dream.”

The flush on my cheeks darkened, but I stepped further into the room nonetheless, unable to control myself. Seph gave me a nod of approval, that same smirk still on her lips. 

Althea winked at me before turning back to Seph and taking the cock into her mouth, all the way to the hilt. She knew how much I liked to watch. I immediately felt the arousal heightening in my pussy. Seph groaned in surprise, her hand coming around to the back of Althea’s head, guiding her mouth up and down the length.

I made my way over to the edge of the bed so I could sit with a better view. Seeing Seph’s pleasure, her breasts bouncing on her chest as Althea took the dildo in her mouth over and over again was ridiculously hot. 

I bit my lip. I could feel myself wetting the cheeky blue lace panties I had on, and my body was heating up. I took off my sweatshirt and tossed it to the side, revealing a matching lace bra. Seph’s eyebrows shot up, clearly enjoying the view as much as I was enjoying mine.

After several more minutes of rising pleasure, Seph pulled back and removed the cock from Althea’s mouth.

“Get on the bed for me,” Seph instructed, smacking Althea on the arse when she stood up.

Althea turned to me with a wink, pulling me into a kiss, then moving to my neck, hands tugging at the hem of my joggers. I felt my pussy flutter as she made quick work of pulling them off. The cool air brushed against the wetness gathered between my folds.

“You look so damn good in lace, toots.” Move up the bed for me, Althea added in my mind.

I bit my lip and did as I was told, Althea with want in her eyes, crawling towards me in slow motion, her breasts teasing me under red lace. Seph situated herself standing at the foot of the bed, Althea’s plump arse in the air, ready for her. I laid on my back, and Althea kissed my breasts through my bra. She sucked on my nipple, the texture of the lace adding more pleasure to the sensation. I watched as Seph pulled Althea’s thong to the side and slid into her, giving her the full length.

“Fuck!” Althea cried out, lifting her head for only a moment as she adjusted to the thick, long dildo inside her before pulling my bra down to fully expose my nipples. 

God, yes, I thought, not meaning for Althea to hear, but she must have, because next she was biting my nipple gently, her tongue flicking over the tip. I wish someone was here to sit on my face, I thought.

I wanted my wet dream to play out in real life. I wanted that orgasm I almost had in my sleep.

That can be arranged. Bella’s voice echoed in my mind.

I was having a hard time keeping any thoughts to myself today. Not that I was complaining. I wasn’t sure if Bella was just teasing or if she was actually on her way to join us. I hoped for the latter. 

Althea moved from my nipple down my body, kissing and licking until she settled between my legs, pulling them over her shoulders, while she pushed herself back harder into Seph, still fucking her. The vibration of her moans on my skin only served to heighten my pleasure. Seph smacked her arse again, harder this time, sure to leave a red mark. Althea let out a cry of pleasure. 

“You like that, don’t you?” Seph groaned, pounding harder into Althea. The way both their breasts bounced on their chest was driving me insane. I wanted to touch them, and put them in my mouth until their nipples were hard. 

“You know I do,” Althea replied as her other cheek got a spank.

I was beyond ready for Althea’s mouth on my aching pussy. I ran my hand from Althea’s jaw to the nape of her neck, urging her forward. Althea smirked. “Someone’s eager.”

“Please,” I begged. 

“Mmm. You know how I love it when you beg.” Althea licked her lips as she kissed the front of my panties before tugging them down and off.

This was going to be one of the best views I’d experienced in quite some time; Althea going down on me, while Seph pounded into her. The only thing that would make it better would be—

As if on cue, the door swung open and in walked Bella. She wore tight leather pants with black boots and a black tank top with a lace-up front, clearly braless beneath. Her long brown dreadlocks spilled over her shoulders.

“Well, looks like I got here just in time.” She smiled as she strutted in, swaying her hips and shutting the door behind her. 

“God damn, you look so hot in that,” Althea said as she checked Bella out. Seph moaned in agreement, and I couldn’t take her eyes off her. As sexy as Bella looked in that outfit, I wanted it off immediately. 

Bella strode over to the bed and leaned down so I could get a better look at her tits. “I know what you were dreaming about.” She whispered in my ear so seductively, I may have come already if Althea had begun licking me. Instead, she’d gotten caught up in Seph, who had moved her hand around to Althea’s clit and was rubbing so fast, everyone could hear how wet she was.

“Fuck!” Althea was close, I could hear it in the strain of her voice, in the pitch it took. 

Seph groaned and fucked her harder, but all eyes were on Althea as she came with a scream. Seph didn’t let up; if anything, she fucked her even harder, cock going impossibly deep. I didn’t want to take my eyes off them, but I had a mission of my own.

I began undoing the laces at Bella’s chest, eager to get inside it when she leaned down to connect our lips. Once untied, I took both her perky breasts in my hands and moved just enough so that I could take one of her nipples in my mouth. Bella’s breath hitched as I flicked my tongue over her nipple and that, accompanied with Althea’s moans as she rode out her orgasm, made me even more soaked and beyond ready for Althea to take me.

Althea sensed my need after she’d caught her breath, and Seph slowed her hips, still not pulling out. Althea ran her fingers up and down my slit before slowly pushing two fingers inside.

“Fuck.” I groaned against Bella’s nipple. Althea’s fingers grazed the walls of my pussy, stroking me into submission. Not that I wasn’t always ready to submit to her.

It was clear when Seph started pounding into Althea again, not only because of Althea’s scream, but also because her fingers pushed farther into me at the same time. I let out quiet moans as Althea fucked me, going progressively faster, but not too hard.

Bella’s tits in my face were driving me crazy. I needed her on my face right this second.

Strip for me, I thought as I looked up at Bella, too shy to say it out loud. Bella licked her lips and stood, watching me and Althea getting fucked for a moment before pulling off her shirt and stepping out of her boots and pants. She wasn’t wearing anything beneath. 

“I know what you want,” Bella breathed out as she got on the bed and straddled my face with her thighs.

This was perfect. I could lay on my back while fucking and getting fucked. Absolutely perfect. Bella was so ready for me already, and I didn’t waste any time. I grabbed her arse and placed an open mouth kiss to her clit at the same momentAlthea’s mouth connected with my own clit. The double pleasure sent me flying so close to the edge, but I wouldn’t let go just yet. 

Bella started rocking her hips into my face, letting out the sexiest of moans. I could feel her folds spreading as her pussy got wetter and wetter, her swollen clit and even more soaked entrance gliding along my tongue. Seph started fucking Althea harder, the slap of her thighs hitting Althea’s arse, her pleasure simultaneously growing louder. 

“Fuck!” Althea screamed, her fingers plunging further into me. “God damn, Seph!”

She let out more screams and sounds of pleasure, and I knew she was close again. Bella rocked harder against my face, everyone’s pleasure heightening, all of us growing closer to release. 

“Come for me Althea,” Seph groaned. 

“Yes!” Althea screamed louder than before, shouting Seph’s name over and over again as she came. I imagined her dripping all over the dildo inside her. I wanted to lick it up.

Seph wasn’t far behind, panting as she followed Althea’s orgasm with her own. I could see in my mind’s eye the way Seph rode out her pleasure, her hips pressed against Althea’s arse as she ground her clit against the hilt of the strap-on.  

Althea recovered fast, resuming her ministrations on my pussy, her fingers never having left. I could feel my wetness spilling over her hand as Bella’s spilled over my chin. Fuck, that feels so damn good. Althea, don’t fucking stop.

God, she had better not stop, or I just might explode.

Wasn’t planning on it, toots.

Make me come at the same time as Bella. Please. 

I can make that happen.

Althea slowed her movements, knowing I was close. Seph laid down on the bed beside me and tweaked my nipple, doing the same to Bella. We both moaned at the new sensation. I could feel Bella getting closer, her rocking hips becoming more ragged. I held my tongue in place as Bella used me, grinding her soaked pussy on my face, her clit rock hard against me.

“Fuck yes, just like that Riley.”

God, she’s so fucking hot. Bella was about to come, and Althea knew it.

She curled her fingers inside me and sucked my clit into her mouth at the same time. I moaned against Bella, and it tipped her over the edge. I immediately followed in her wake. Bella’s legs shook and clenched around my head, and I loved every second of it. I could feel the shake of my own hips against Althea’s face and Seph’s tongue sucking hard on my nipple. It was just like my dream, but even better. Impossibly more satisfying than my sleeping self could imagine, and this time I got to come.

We both rode out our pleasure together in harmony, one of the best feelings there is. Althea worked me through every wave as I did the same to Bella. When we all started to catch our breath, Bella slid off me and crashed onto the bed in exhaustion.

The door swung open and all four of our heads flicked up. Harry stood in the doorway, looking like she’d just run a marathon to get here. 

“Am I too late?” she asked, looking disappointed. 

“Never,” Seph said. “I’ve always got at least three or four rounds in me.”

“Same,” Althea and Bella chimed in.

Harry smirked and came over to the bed. Althea stood, then took her in her arms and pulled her into a heated kiss. She laid Harry down on the bed, and then the three of them began stripping off her clothes, leaving open mouthed kisses, licks and bites behind as I watched. 

“Too tired now, Riley? Rather go back to your sexy dreams?” Harry asked.

“Did all of you catch wind of that?” I asked, blushing.

“Not me, but I love a good surprise,” Seph said. 

Moments later, Seph’s face was buried between Harry’s legs, licking long and slow strokes up her pussy. Bella was sucking and flicking one of her nipples with her tongue. Althea was making out with Harry so lavishly, I wished the three of us could make out together. I was content though, lying on my back, one arm propped under my head and the other lazily stroking my clit. Bella’s hand found my inner thigh and started stroking me, something that was far more pleasing than I’d have thought.

Harry was coming in no time, moaning into Althea’s mouth as her back arched, pressing her breasts into Bella’s face while Seph sucked her clit into her mouth. Between watching Harry come thanks to three gorgeous womens’ mouths on her body and Bella’s hand rubbing my thigh, I came again to my own fingers.

I brought my other hand down to my entrance and made slow circles, teasing myself as my clit swelled and my pleasure pooled. Seph’s eyes were on me from between Harry’s legs and damn, I wanted her tongue on me too. I was totally spent, though, so it would have to wait until another time. A shame, really. 

Everyone lay on the bed, muscles relaxing and breath slowing. 

“We should really do this more often,” Bella said.

“We should,” Harry agreed. “But next time, invite me sooner.”

If you’ve been following my author journey so far, you’ll know I recently ran a fan-fiction competition for a published feature in my new anthology, 2 Shots of Absinthe (Releasing December 2024.)

I received six absolutely incredible submissions, and it was so hard to just pick one! It was the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make… and I failed miserably; I’ve included two! (I’m in charge anyway. *insert devil emoji*)

All the authors have been notified and I have informed the two winners! =D I am so excited to progress with the commissioned artwork for them both and really bring them to life! I’m sure you’ll love them as much as I do!

All the submissions were excellent, and I really wanted to be able to share the ones I wasn’t able to include so that everyone can see how great they were (and enjoy the sexy times right along with me!) I have the author’s permission to share, of course!

Without further ado, please check out the following sexy story featuring the delicious embodiments of both Famine and Gluttony having a little fun with food! Adding Lust to the recipe only makes it sweeter.

Justice will be Served
by Grace Hunter

Sidero walked with Georgia through the professional kitchen, admiring the efficiency and care the cooks used at their stations.

“You can see the attention to detail on the plates served,” Sid began, “because it is creative and precise due to your direction. That is a gift for your patrons, Gluttony, truly.”

She stopped and looked at Georgia blushing at the compliment. Sid drew her lips into a hungry smile, and Georgia turned pink up to her ears. Her smile froze as she slid her gaze to a station where the cook was chopping large carrots into slices, using only a few inches of the center. The other parts were swiftly pushed to the side and over the edge into some kind of catch-all hanging off the counter. A junior chef roamed the kitchen collecting the various contents.

“What’s wrong with the rest of the carrot?” Sid wondered aloud.

Georgia, feeling a little flirty after that blush, joked, “Oh, we just throw it away. The center is the best for various slices we use in the meals.” She bit her lower lip, waiting for the reaction Famine was sure to have, let alone Justice.

“You mean all that vegetable is going to waste?” Sid’s eyebrows hit her hairline.

Being Famine, she understood crop failure and the inequity of too many mouths in areas of too little food. But waste—that was an affront. “Back in Caledonia, I could use every bit of that for stew, or salad, grilled or baked. Even part of a stuffing.” Her eyes flashed and her voice got more emphatic with each example. When she took a breath to continue, Georgia burst out laughing, putting a hand on Sid’s arm. Sid’s eyes went full round as Georgia grinned up at her.

“I was just winding you up, Sidero.” She smiled. “We don’t waste any bit of vegetable, meat, or dough here. Every morsel finds a home in some creation. And yes, in stews, salads, sides. We know how to use food.”

Sid narrowed her eyes at Georgia. “Teasing Famine over food,” she ground out, “that should be a punishable offense, Gluttony.”

Georgia’s smile grew wider. “Oh, I just dare you, sweet Famine.”

With that, she turned and gave some extra sway to her hips as she walked. She looked back over her shoulder and winked. Sid couldn’t help but smile at Georgia’s sassy comment, those luscious full hips, and the warmth starting to pool in her lower belly. She grabbed a bowl of cleaned carrots and a large rubber spatula and followed Georgia out of the restaurant and into her apartment.

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Althea stretched luxuriously in her office, relishing the new sense of rising libidos from Georgia’s kitchen. As Lust, she vicariously enjoyed the arousal of others, whether she had instigated, enhanced, or in this case, merely caught the wave.

Althea?

What’s up, toots? Althea smiled knowingly when she and Georgia connected telepathically. You seem a little… encouraged… by something.

Well, I riled up Sid and maybe you’d like to pop by. Bring lube.

Althea laughed out loud at the terse directness. In seconds, she was on her way, grabbing her Sexy Go Bag with Lust embroidered on the side. Sounds yummy. Gluttony and Famine, mmm. Your curves and Sid’s mystery? I’m in.

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Althea made herself comfortable in a winged back chair, legs spread and hands gently caressing her inner thighs as she waited for the scene to unfold. Georgia was wearing only an apron and cute lace panties, and was bent over her dining room table with arms stretched out in front of her. Her panties had been pulled down to mid-thigh, and Sid was gently moving her hands over Georgia’s ample curves. She had put the spatula and bowl of carrots where Georgia could see them, chuckling when she heard a small gasp. Sid smiled a greeting at Althea and then spoke.

“As Gluttony has considered it appropriate to mock Famine, twice, it is time for Justice to be served, swiftly and properly. I shall administer the spatula for not only discipline, but to achieve the right shade of pink, as all good cooks know.”

At this, Georgia involuntarily squeezed her cheeks and shifted her weight back and forth.

Adorable, Sid thought as she brought the spatula down for the first stroke. The slap was loud in the room, as was Georgia’s “Oooohf!” when it flew from her lips. Althea watched with lips parted, eyes hooded, body shifting.

Sid applied two more strokes slowly, alternating cheeks, and then began to spank her in earnest. Georgia began to squirm and squeal, but Sid kept on—Famine inexorable and Justice resolute. The rubber spatula snapped across her plus-sized bottom, which was now glowing with heat. Georgia moaned as arousal coated her thighs.

With two final firm cracks, Sidero finished, grinning at Althea who had slipped one hand inside her panties. Sid stripped off her clothing and Althea raised an eyebrow as she watched.

“Oooh, commando? What a nice surprise.”

Sid lifted one corner of her mouth, pleased she had gotten a stir out of the world’s Lust.

Georgia groaned. “Yes, I keep imagining that when she’s in her gown as Justice”.

“Oh, very nice. I can just see what ‘rolls down like water.’” Althea snickered and gave Sid a cheeky smile.

Sid merely arched an eyebrow in return and moved her body against Georgia’s, covering her and pressing her hips into her heated behind. Georgia moaned and pushed against her, arching her back and offering access to her dripping center.

“You’re so beautiful, Gluttony, and now your rear is so righteously pink and warm.” Sid thrust her hips into her as she spoke and Georgia hissed in wanting. Sid carefully brought Georgia upright, loosening the apron and pulling it over her head.

“Kiss the cook,” Sid read aloud and said “Gladly!” when she tossed it to the side.

Her lips met Georgia’s in a consuming kiss, tongue teasing soft and searching deeply, dancing, dominating, yielding, yearning. They broke, heaving for air, leaning into warm flesh. Sid nipped Georgia’s lower lip and turned to Althea with a sigh.

“Mmm, so lovely. Care to imbibe? I have a few things to ready.”

Althea rose elegantly from the chair and strode toward a dazed Georgia like a panther, strong and smooth. Her lingerie left behind like magic, Althea pressed her breasts into the fullness of Georgia’s chest, sliding her hands down to her waist and pulling her in, snug and firm.

She smiled as Georgia tickled her lower back and pulled her close, heat from their centers mingling. Althea licked the corner of Georgia’s soft mouth, teasing her open, and then Georgia took her in, tongue and lips tasting and devouring. Finally, she sucked Althea’s tongue in a way that caused her whole body to come alive. Core tightening, then exploding with a swallowed scream, a hot gush ran down both their legs.

Althea stepped back slightly, held steady by Georgia who smirked, but also watched with a careful eye.

“Whoa, toots.” She took a shaky breath. “Just whoa.”

Sid hummed happily to the side, where she had been enjoying her time peeping and shaving the carrots with an exceptionally sharp knife. They were of various lengths and girth, with some fat and long and a few others about the size of a thick finger or two. All had ends woven with paracord or leather strips repurposed from Althea’s bag.

Georgia’s eyes went wide as she surveyed the display that was both promising and menacing, especially as she clocked the lube and gloves stationed beside the vegetables on the table. Sid approached Althea and gave her a chaste kiss on the lips.

“At this point, it just seemed odd not to,” she murmured. She stepped back and smiled at both, gesturing towards the table. Althea cheerfully hopped up and lay on her back, legs spread and center glistening.

“Elbows and knees, if you please,” Sid said with a chuckle directed at Georgia. “I plan to ensure more than your bottom is pretty, hot, and pink.”

Georgia climbed up, shivering as her heavy breasts hung down, nipples hard against the cool table. She was more than ready to feast on Althea, whose arousal was so enticing. Georgia slid her tongue along the length of Althea’s soaked pussy, thoroughly ravishing her folds as Althea fisted her hands, rolling her head from side to side. Georgia moaned into her center as Sid spread her cheeks, pouring liberal amounts of lube over her tight opening and slick wet folds. Sid pushed a well-lubed finger into Georgia’s back orifice, spreading, reaching, probing.

Georgia licked Althea’s outer lips, sucking them into her mouth and taking all the fluid she could from the edges. She laved and suckled every fold, giving close attention to everything but her swollen clit. Althea groaned and writhed, reaching out a grasping hand to Georgia’s head and holding her there.

Georgia stopped for a breathless moment when Sid circled her rim with something cold and firm. Carrot, she realized with a gush between her legs as it gently eased all the way in, altogether chill, foreign, and welcome. Almost at once, a large heavy push into her pussy filled and spread her open. The solid pressure in both front and back was unrelenting. Georgia found herself pushing back, urging each phallus deeper.

Mouth trapped against Althea’s core, she howled the words into her. “Ahhh! Open me, go deeper! Harder, please! Please fuck meeeeee!”

“Oh, fuck me, toots!” Althea’s hips began to rock against Georgia’s face while Sid fucked her furiously from behind, stretching her open and angling for those spots that made her hips shake wildly.

Georgia licked and sucked Althea hard now, lost in the sensation of her ass and pussy being so thoroughly, perfectly pounded, while she gorged herself between Lust’s shaking thighs. Althea tightened, reaching her peak, and tipped over with curses. Her body shook with recurring tremors.

Georgia screamed again into Althea’s center, her body collapsing to the table as Sid kept thrusting, wringing every last bit of orgasm out of her until she reached back through an aftershock and whimpered, “Done.” She placed her head on Althea’s soft thigh while Althea stroked her hair in shaky, wordless gratitude.

While Sid quietly tidied up, Althea put a hand on her thigh in silent invitation. Sid gave them both a wolfish grin, handed Althea a glistening carrot and slid the untouched bowls of frozen grapes and sliced kiwi over to Georgia.

“Do your worst, you beautiful Sins.”

She lay back on the table, eager for the delights of Georgia and Althea as they had their wicked way with her. Next time, she thought, I’ll ask about spit roasts.