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Previously in “International Espionage, An Insider’s Tale” The principal character is the story Mr G is Deputy Director of the UK Secret Service (SIS). He has been assigned to intercept two Iranian female terrorists enroute to London to help carry out a major terrorist attach

IT WAS FRAUD—Part 1 of 6 by SENORLONGO It seems that I have been working on this story forever. I had more than 120 pages written maybe six months ago when I had a hard drive crash on my laptop. Yes, that’s right—all 120 pages were lost

Leah wasn't going to be like the others. He knew, in his heart of hearts, she was going to be a pleasant surprise. If not, well he thought, she'll still be fun to play with. Alfred Aimes stood outside the cage, staring at his latest possession

Evil Dudes By Randy MacAnus Copyright 2018 All rights reserved by the author. If you like the story, and want another chapter, click like and/or comment at the end. Story suggestions are welcome. This is a story of rape and sexual enslavement of a straight college student

Part I: A Painful Initiation This was a long time coming. I had tried with previous SO's, mostly unsuccessfully, to communicate my desire for BDSM play (I'm a switch: enjoy being both dom and sub)

I occasionally thought about her since high school. I was at a local university at that point, but still couldn't quite forget her. I'll call her K. We went to the same school. When I was 16 I invited her for a walk and told her about the feelings I had for her

The four ladies sat on the settee, sipping their coffee. Their talk ranged from the really hunky guy in work to the gorgeous weather that they’d been having over the previous week. To all intents and purposes this was just a “girly” afternoon

A chill ran up Leeroys spine as he looked over and saw his dog laying by the fire. Peppy, her name was, she was a cat. He loved his dog, and everyday feed her well. This morning he had feed her an extra large bowl of dog biscuits, and dog roll

Six women surrounded the torture table to which the boy was strapped. His arms stretched out above his head. His legs spread with straps around the ankles and upper thighs. Straps below the abs and below the pecs, around the neck and around the forehead. A gag fixed into the table

Dr. Olsen walked with confidence. The click of her short heeled shoes against the linoleum floor was quite noticeable in the otherwise silent hallway

The moon was behind dark low clouds; the sky looked like milk over a bruise when we abducted her. It was a paid job. Grab the girl and take her to the house. Have some fun first. I always liked a con better than chloroform for kidnaping

She gasped as we stepped into the lobby of the hotel. “It’s magnificent” she whispered under her breath. I smiled at her. “Come along” I insisted. she was dressed in a flower print white satin dress, her hair done in pig tails, her face beaming

Misty 2 Snake was pissed and kept slamming his cock deeper in my asshole, “Snake, I mean it man, this bitch was telling the truth. He father is some big wig with some crime syndicate. Spencer called, he says this guy controls most of the drugs coming into Texas

--------------- Victim – Chase Cervera Age – 22 Date of Birth – November 3, 1989 ----------------- “Wake up, Chase

Day Two: Tuesday Frying Jenna When Jenna went to school this morning, she had no idea it was for the last time. Her 18th birthday was only two weeks ago, and she was one of the best in her class

So, Dee came home from the weekend at Dottie’s, she looked like she had a good time. I asked her”Did you have fun?”,all she would say was “It was different

i took some of her nude pics and went out for searching potential gangbangers. it was fairly easy considering we lived in a place close to teh red light area, as soon as i wandered inside the lane, i saw a group of 5 black men checking out the models like perverts

The sun pierced through the curtains of my bedroom and caused Natasha to turn away in order keep the light out of her eyes. They were pink and weary from crying and yet another night of sleep deprivation

SELLING SARAH - PART 2 My names Damian Walsh. I was a happy highschool kid until this morning, when my younger sister, Sarah, decided to blackmail me for a precious 50 bucks. Although, come to think of it, I am still a happy highschool kid

“Catch her! She's getting away!” the Horse Captain cried out. Maria burst through the rear door of the hacienda and fled, barefoot and naked, down the dark street. Two horsemen spurred their steeds and gave chase to the nubile young girl