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WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental

I had been locked up for a little over a year now. I was consumed with regret for what I did, flipping drugs and shit. Just a young thug trying to make money, ya know? But I guess every dog has his day, and they finally got me, and gave me three fucking years

The barn was beautiful in the late afternoon sun. Light poured down through the small cracks in the ceiling and the back wall, illuminating the dancing dust motes that flittered through the air

Joan was a woman at our church. You know the type. Every church has one, the perennial Do-gooder. She has a hand in everything, teaching the kids, help seniors, fund raising, donuts and coffee and anything else

Uni Claire worked for a real estate company down town for a couple of years until it folded in the crash of 2008 She struggled for a while doing odd shifts waitressing and temping in offices getting deeper in debt until she found out they were recruiting hostesses at a Gentlemen’s club down town

A Maid's Uniform She looked up at the fancy farmhouse in front of her. It had been in ruins for as long as she remembered as a kid she often came here to throw chestnuts through the windows, or to make a fire on the back patio

CNC in Real Life It was one of those long shift days at work. I didn’t get off till 6. I was feeling particularly rowdy. I did a scan of the parking lot for M but he wasn’t there. Not unusual on a Friday. So, I called him as I began my walk home

The sunlight is all too bright and dazzling in some bit of way. The forest is this immense and gigantic, embellished and bedecked beautifully and amazingly wonderful to the very last core and degree

May wasn't sure just how long “Daddy” as she now referred to him as let her sleep, but she woke in her dark room somehow feeling like a weight had been lifted from her shoulder last night

Jenna stands over me, her curves making her already domineering presence loom that much larger. My cock sits limply between my legs as I kneel before her, a sign of my inferiority. Books on feminism, gynarchy, and female superiority sit on her bookshelf

im trying something a little different this chapter, and hopefully fans of the series will still enjoy. As always, all feedback is welcomed

A warning to readers. - - This story features the themes of rape, sexual slavery, bestiality, and incest among with others that are not always liked by many individuals

Chapter 1 Haley's eyes fluttered open, her vision going from a grey fog to a watery blur before finally coming into focus. She saw only a cement wall in front of her. Her head was pressed against a hard backing by a tight restraint making it impossible to look around

So here is my second entry. But before I dive into my past, here's something about me in the present. Right now, I'm typing this on my laptop. I'm looking down at my penis, and it is, of course, erect. My penis is pretty average in size, about six inches

**THIS IS A SECOND ATTEMPT OF PUBLISHING AS THE FIRST ONE DIDN'T SHOW UP** Hi guys. Long time no see. This part doesn't have too much sex scenes, but it is a preparation to the next one, were things will start to get damn agitated

ch: Need Position: Need massive improvement Bondage: Need Current status: Owned by Father being sold on auction in two weeks Notes: needs to be prepared for any type of bondage position for the auction he slams my packet down on the desk before me as he leans down over my chair

----- Chapter Five - Water Lisa nearly passed out because of the low temperature and the lack of water and food. Thend suddenly the door opened and the man entered the room. "OK slave, hello there

This is the story of a young woman’s conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The Thirteenth and Fourteenth Amendments to the Constitution of the United States of America do not NOT prohibit slavery

THE ADVENTURES of PINKIE Introduction A beautiful teenager with naturally huge tits, young Pinkie becomes a prisoner of her new found lust when she joins a biker gang and volunteers her bountiful breasts to become subjected to their bizarre bondage and perverted torture games

Introduction: “Broadstairs Minor Sir,” the lower sixth prefect announced as he escorted the young Broadstairs into the Deputy Heads snug. “Yes Lampbert, what is all this about?” the Deputy Head asked, “Broadstairs won’t let me bugger him sir