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Sandra Ottershaw Ponygirl 314 pt 1 The scene, a small island among the stunningly beautiful Isles of Scilly in the Atlantic Ocean off the southwest tip of the Uk, its two thirty on a warm sunny afternoon with just enough breeze to send the w...

Helena' s Nightmare Helena slept heavily, her long blonde tresses dangling over the edge of the bed as she sprawled across the double mattress. A groan escaped from her lips as she woke uncomfortably, the feeling of a weight pressi...

INTRODUCTION: This one is from my dark side, but it is a story about how a loving wife uses her husband’ s perverse behavior as a means of turning him into the man she wants and needs him to be. THREE MONTHS AGO “ Gerald, &rdq...

John waited for a few minutes before going in. He was the one who brought the slave here, he couldn´ t remember her name, not that it mattered. Once he entered the room he was greeted by the sight of his new slave chained to a wall with excel...

HOW WE MET Chapter 17: VICTORY? I was so close, so very close, yet I was still far away. I felt her, as if I could reach over and touch her, as if she were right there with me. And maybe she was. As I sa...

Chapter I Some women valued their careers more than others. To Lori, her career was her life. Ever since the ninth grade, she knew she wanted to be a marketing specialist. She’ d had a hard time making friends, but she went through High...

Day One: Monday Roasting Jeff For Jeff, walking toward that door was a quite strange feeling, in that he understood, at least on an intellectual level it' s consequenses. This was the day of his fullfillment, the day he was r...

He looked her over her naked, kneeling body with a critical eye. She was white, definitely on the plump side, with short curly, brown hair. He preferred his slaves to be plump, they seemed to have more stamina and were feistier. Her breasts were h...

I feel this needs to be said - This is a complete work of fiction; the characters and circumstances are not real. Also, if you liked my story, please up-vote it. If you didn' t like it, go ahead and vote but leave a comment as to w...

I scooted over to the passenger side and wiped my face with the sleeve of my jacket. I had worn loose jeans with buttons in front and a sturdy belt looped through it. Under my sweater, I wore a tank top under a thick woolen shirt. The car' s a...

I' m a pet, I' m a whore, I' m a nasty little bitch A cock-slut, call me whatever you like, I love filthy names you calling me Teach me how to treat your cock, spank me if necessary I' m a bad g...

Miss Hastings debauched It was one week since I delivered Miss Hastings to the Bordello in Hythe known as the “ Green Room. ” Her father had pleaded with me to spare her from the workhouse when I had them thrown out of the pr...

To say that my life started out pretty shitty is really an understatement. Well my childhood was ok I guess, my father died when I was young. My mom raised my sister and I alone. It was a bit of a struggle for her until we grew up a bit and could...

Allison - A Flower Blooms. Part 25. I dragged her over as I rolled onto my back, both of us panting heavily, her cunt twitching and clamping on my meat, “ oh fuck… gawd… oh fucking gawd&rdquo...

Chapter Ten Sandy wasn' t sure when the cuffs had been removed from her wrists, or by whom. She wasn' t sure who had placed the blanket over her clothed body. When she opened her eyes, the light was off, the...

My body still ached from the Mindfucking, uncountable hours of being broken down into a husk so my captors could remodel me into whatever they wanted. My mind was still swimming with the images and sounds from the VR headset, my ass was sore, my b...

The abandoned mirror leaned against the alley wall, its silver backing peeling away like dead skin. It reflected nothing but the dripping gutter above. Kali materialized within the oval frame, her blue skin shimmering sapphire. Four arms pre...

It was speech day, at the end of term, and we were all supporting the headmaster in our prefect role, welcoming parents and guests and applauding during the speeches at the right moments as we had been instructed. Watching from the back of t...

Some context: Sohini is about to get married. She’ s getting dressed for the big day, and has just put on her “ blouse. ” In traditional Indian attire, the blouse is often basically just an ornate bra. It’ s paired with another...

im greg. 34 years old. no wife. no kids. I have always been a bit of a loner. and I' ve always been fasinated with things like cults, the CIA, secret societys, the mafia, and things of that nature. basically anything to do with powerful secret...