Nakedella

By Zenina Masters

In the land of Fairy, Folk Tales and Fables, more is going on behind the stories than meets the page. Enter the world of Nakedella, where your favorite characters from nursery rhymes have grown up and are living normal lives just like anyone else. Join Nakedella on Market Day as she does her rounds, running errands and meeting lascivious contract obligations in swift succession. Meet her at the Sprite's pond, and be with her as the Wolf eats Grandma. A fun romp for anyone who wonders what happens after the fairy tale ends.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eXtasy Books Inc
• Release date: Feb 8, 2012
• ISBN: 9781554877881

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In the land of Fairy, Folk Tales and Fables, more is going on behind the stories than meets the page. Enter the world of Nakedella, where your favourite characters from nursery rhymes have grown up and are living normal lives just like anyone else.

Join Nakedella on Market Day as she does her rounds, running errands and meeting lascivious contract obligations in swift succession.

Meet her at the Sprite's pond, and be with her as the Wolf eats Grandma.

A fun romp for anyone who wonders what happens after the fairy tale ends.

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Nakedella

Copyright © 2011 Zenina Masters

ISBN: 978-1-55487-788-1

Cover art by Martine Jardin

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Nakedella: Book One

By

Zenina Masters

Prologue

Once upon a time in the Land of Fairy Tales, Folk Tales, and Fables, there was a woman named Nakedella. She had been named Ella for most of her life as a dairymaid, but then something happened.

One day, a while ago, she was milking Jack Sprat’s cow when he came into the barn behind her. The next thing she knew, she was on her hands and knees with her skirt up around her hips. With only a few strokes of his fingers to prepare her, his hard, hot cock was soon thrusting into her with short, stabbing strokes. She bucked up against him keeping time with his pace, loosening her bodice to fondle her breasts and was moaning in ecstasy, when the cow kicked her in the head.

As she came to, Jack was gone, her skirt was still up, her blouse open, and her thighs were sticky with his semen. Her head, however, hurt like hell. She got up, stumbled home, stripped off and fell into bed.

The next morning, she awoke with a pounding pain in her skull. She tried to get dressed, but kicked the manure-soaked clothing away with a grunt of disgust. She would just have to go without clothes. At first, the members of the community were taken aback by her lack of dress, but as she developed a clientele, they came to accept her quirks.

And so, Dairy Ella became Naked Ella, wandering throughout the village and going about her chores in the nude. In the temperate climate where they lived, it was rather comfortable.

Jack Sprat and his wife moved out of the area, and were last seen fighting over what to have for dinner.

Chapter One

Nakedella woke as the dappled morning sunshine crept through the lace of her window curtains. She stretched luxuriously under the covers and tried to remember what day it was. Ah, yes. Market Day. She had to head over to Red