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Journey's End is a male sexual treament center located somewhere in Brazil

Panties! Does that word make all you men get an erection! Men have no idea how wet a pair of panties can become after a work out at the fitness centre

Thoughts of escape had filled Jord's mind these past weeks. He was intent on it. It was what kept him going. Kept him sane. Kept him alive. And most of all, it kept him out of trouble. Now, trouble, it was easy to see, was never too far when you were a slave

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is entirely coincidental. Contains adult themes. The author does not condone any of the actions depicted in this work

Introduction “The Inferno” was an epic penned by Dante Alighieri in the 14th century and was required reading for a lot of high school students, myself included

12th May 1982 The wooden chair outside the heads office had seen my backside more than once. The secretary glanced at me through the open door and slowly shook her head to herself. It was familiar to see me there

Prior – The Rapper and the Sportscaster: The Rapper and the Sportscaster – Down In the Dumps The Sportscaster in the Urban Jungle The Boys were not bums but lived in this backwater as homeless since they could not find a legal place to live that was not too near an exempted place

The killer laughed as he slid his cock into his unconscious victim’s dry cunt. The only moisture coming from the lubrication he had rubbed onto the condom. He was no fool, and the last thing he wanted was DNA evidence left behind in his victim

Hell House Chapter 3 Copyright 2018 by the author. All rights reserved In the course of my computer interaction with the Black students, regarding my slave, a discussion of his “Introduction & Investiture” occurred

Just imagine it, One day, you'll be out in public, and randomly someone will drive up next to you, and snatch you up. You won't even have time to fight before the chloroform cloth drowns you in blackness

It was a game we had. My girlfriend and I would go out on Saturday night and see who could make the most men cum. We usually didn’t have to look too hard for “victims” as word got around pretty fast we would fuck and suck anyone with a cock

"My, what a good Slave we picked out Master," the Mistress coos playfully. “It's hard to say what turns her on most; being beaten, watching you get beaten, or you watching her and me together..

When you awoke the next morning, Nyajih was asleep on your right as Nakiti slept on your left on the floor of the cave. Nakiti couldn't travel on foot after your butt loving action, so you decided to rest until the next morning

Please Principal Skinner, just don’t call Homer.” Bart Simpson was back again in Principal Skinners office for another of his usual pranks. This time lunch-lady Doris caught him pouring some sedatives into the chili, and now he sat in the familiar office of Principal Skinner

I had been lying in my bed for an hour now thinking about way had happen today. I never thought that I was gay in any way, but after having what happen to me happen, I knew that I was some what gay, maybe bi