ariadne's dome of pleasure


Stories
The Pleasure Isle
Satyr and Maiden

Scrapbook
The Kama Sutra
Perfumed Garden






This site will feature a collection of erotica based on some of my private fantasies as well as the most common themes in female sexual fantasies. This site is not meant to be revolutionary, but rather, to be a private playground -featuring some elements you would never find in more conventional retellings of myths :)

The Story of Ariadne

She had been wandering, stumbling deep into the isle of naxos ever since Theseus had left her here. She had sensed that his attention towards her had wavered after she had helped him solve the labyrinth and kill the minotaur, her half-brother. She was not surprised-she was not the most beautiful thing there was on Crete, and she was well aware why he had paid attention to her. But it hurt all the same.

He was going to forget to come back for her-she could feel it in her bones, even as her white gown snagged on even more of the unforgiving roots that criss crossed the forest she was moving into. She knew the legends would call her a jilted one-but slowly, she began to lose the sense of loss. Instead came a feeling of unbelieving liberation. She had no more ties to her past, to her mad father or her bull-loving mother. She had only herself, her body, her mind and her will to go on. The wind blew softly around her form. She felt inexplicably happy-and no longer felt like the plain princess everyone should feel sorry for. Somewhere ahead of her sultry music played, a beat that seemed to resonate within her bones.



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