Coercion - Page 28



The man strode confidently along the catwalk at the centre of the arena. In all there were 250,000 packed into the massive venue in Maintown, all of them unknowing as to why they were there, confused and bewildered
8 th May 1929. Wednesday



*Please note: This is a work of fiction. This story is not real and any attempt to recreate it in real life makes you a terrible human being. I do not condone this behaviour, the fantasy just gets me excited
"Hurry up, Daniel, we have to get on the road. It's a looong way to Cali-forn-i-a!" Daniel was putting the last of his stuff that he could cram into the back of his mother's station wagon and checked one more time to make sure his bike was secured on the roof of the car



Chap 1 I was 16 years old and had only been driving for about 6 months. I had an old truck given to me. It was not much but it was mine. It had a lot of minor problems, one in particular led to this story: The fuel gauge did not work
Author’s Note: The purpose of this series is to establish a vehicle through which to explore some far darker themes than I normally do through a series of short individual chapters



Thick as a Brick My dad made me take the day off school to wait for the painters who were going to do our apartment. He couldn’t do it himself because he had a big client for personal training at his gym



Point of view: Luther It was early morning when I awoke to the feeling of something warm encompassing my penis. My kinky girlfriend had decided it would be funny to wake me up with a blowjob. Once my eyes were fully open, she pulled back and smiled at me
Additional Tags: forced orgasm, slave girls, naked captives, cock sucking, war-torn country, sex slaves, camp orgy, anal, firefight Captured in Ajikistan 6 – Night Raid ----------- A SHORT TIME BEFORE THE ATTACK… “This way, cunt



I kissed the top of Cameron's head right before he sat up and did so right before Cameron's little 8 year old brother Alex turned the corner and walked into the room






Author's Note 1:These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy
other as father had long expected but through quirk of succession to me, of course father knew he would never be Earl but had he known mother would not inherit the estate either he would never have condescended to wed such a wasp tongued frigid harriden of a matriarch as she was universally regarded



Prologue My heart was pounding so hard I couldn’t even hear the motor rumbling. The black sedan I had been forced into sped along, swerving through traffic. Whoever my kidnappers were, they were in a hurry. But that’s not what worried me the most
Alexis was getting ready for work, she kept thinking, ‘How could she have gotten herself into this?’ She thought. She had cried the entire way home. In the shower, she had a rage attack, screaming and throwing the bottle of shampoo