Authoritarian - Page 47

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Chapter 38 BACK TO SCHOOL In the second month of Claire's pregnancy, Michael told Claire she wouldn't need to come into the office anymore. "You're going back to school," he told her. Claire didn't know what to think about that

Chapter 1 Arthur was sitting on his sofa it was a quiet Saturday morning nothing out of the ordinary except his mom Sonia was licking his balls & his neighbour Helen was sucking his prick as he watched a nasty golden shower porno on screen

“So your name is Bonnie?” Marcie tentatively asks. “Yeah. So how did you get here?” replies Bonnie. “I was at the bar with a good friend when this person runs up behind him and hits him in the back of the head

Candy and Ingrid This story, though as erotically written as I could make it, is absolutely true. The events and even the rare snippets of dialogue are pretty close to what was actually said and done. Alterations, if any are only due to faults in memory

Sunday morning my mother told me the doctor had called Saturday night and had given her good news about my ribs. I did not have any broken or cracked ribs but I did have bruised ribs. He prescribed a pain medication that my father picked up that night

An Unexpected Intrusion Chapter 2 In Chapter 1 the normal daily life of Betsy and her daughter Emily was changed forever as two serial rapists followed them home from the train station and overtook them in their own home

Chapter 4 I never saw Tamara again. She didn't respond to my one text congratulating her. After thinking about it, that probably wasn't what she wanted from me. Mother pouted. Dad had actually laughed in public. It was like she'd never known the man, and she blamed me

This is part 2 of the story of the sexual manipulation of teen boy Michael by his headmaster, teachers and other figures of authority who are fortunate enough to have the opportunity to exploit his increasing desire to be dominated and humiliated

Joyce Evans a year earlier had been a happily married lady of 35 years . Now she was on her knees blowing the giant dong of her 19 year old Master Jake . The 55 year old mother of one was now enslaved & lived with Jake & his other sexslaves in a 3bedroom townhouse

Jack opened his eyes as the flash of light faded. He quickly looked around, taking in his surrounding. He was in a white, marble room, a green light shining down from somewhere above him. In the center of the room stood the woman he knew was Helen of Troy

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I came upon her in the sun, working in her garden. Short, dark hair bobbing as she knelt in the grass at the end of a gourd run, reaching into the darkness for one of the creeping fruit. Her skirt was pulled tight over her firm haunch, womanly and round

BIG FUCKING DISCLAIMER: Some people thought my tone was a bit dickish in this disclaimer, so please bear in mind that that's not my intention. First: this story is YET AGAIN WORSE than (most of) its predecessors

<Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. The characters neither are nor are based on real people. While the username MercilessHound666 may exist, he or she is not represented, in part or whole, by this storyline. I hope you enjoy the read