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It was on the Twenty-Nineth day of January that a young dockworker named David Winkler had walked into a book store know as The Book Rack,stepped into the adult secton ad started looking around the various magazines that pictues of hot naked babes in them

It was a beautiful fall day as Alexander made his way across the quad to the campus library. Beaming rays of sunshine took the sting out of the crisp air and leaves crinkled across the ground as a light wind blew them about. He unzipped his coat, relaxing it around his tall, lean frame

Jennifer went to her classes after Tina told her she could continue babysitting, but had a tough time concentrating, thinking about what they had done to her

I woke up to a loud siren going off down the hall. At first I didn't think much of it but after a few seconds I sat up in the bed. I jumped up and ran down the hallway to find out that the basement door was opened

PART 1 – The Guy Even without the storm that had added a unique atmosphere to my first ‘session’ with the Little Girl, the woods still looked sombre, overbearing and scary

I’m a 20 year-old native Midwesterner who hid his gayness until graduating high school. There were a few guys I serviced on the down-low fairly regularly for a few years but for the most part my sexual awakening didn’t happen until I got to college

Shay was devastated after that night. She wasn’t the same person, she went through a total transformation. She quit going out with her friends, didn’t date, gave away all her sexy, eye-catching outfits, she only wore black now, and quit doing anything to draw attention to herself

Rain drizzled down in a steady deluge on a gray, miserable, midwinter day. The temperature had dipped into the fifties and no one could be seen on the puddle strewn grounds of St. Michael's

A new Beginning Part one All my life I have not much luck in picking up girls. Name calling, being spit on, things of that nature

Re uploaded for grammar editing. Wrote it in a hurry one day and didn't check grammar before I posted. “Hey!” I call out as I make my way up the stairs to your room, heavy boots clomping on the stairs

Hey! Thanks for reading! I bring you the next few chapters. Things are getting a little bit rougher in these chapters. I would like to thank everybody who voted (positive or negative) as it really helps me know if I'm doing any good

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He was simply known as King. It was his last name, but I'd never known him by any other. King interested me in the same way that a caged lion interests a child; power and beauty collided within him to make something seemingly otherworldly

Love Games: Fetish Baby It was just the two of them in the room. The two of them alone and secluded in a chamber where one’s desires were to be fulfilled yet also the very same place where all the dignity of the misfortuned victim will be swiped away

Ashdown Manor, the ancestral home of the Blackstone's stands in its own extensive grounds a mile from the old Oxford road. To the front of the Manor there is a large ornamental lake and to the rear many smaller buildings

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CHAPTER ONE His scent….I can still smell it in the coffee. I thought this was over. Done and finished with to be no more again. But these were his final words to me before I went far away from where he could follow me to

She stood there, all of 5” tall, looking death in the face. In front of here is what can only be described as the hideous monsters we worried about slithering under our beds as children. Lurking in our closets

James awoke to the sound of a dead bolt turning and a dull ache in his ass. He rolled slowly onto his side and his nostrils were assaulted by the usual smells: rubber, latex and cum