Coercion - Page 57

It had been seven days since Roughton University's Dean, Dick Hardown, met Courtney in his office and gave her some much needed discipline. Initially, Mr. Hardown believed that that incident would have led to a great week

Ashley’s scream echoed through the basement. “AAAAAYY! Please, it hurts!” she squealed, but he seemed not to notice. The brutal man who had captured Ashley and her boyfriend didn’t care about her humiliation or her pain

Dinner was ready when we got downstairs. It was almost seven o’clock when we were finished eating and the dishes were cleared. For that time of year there was probably less than an hour of daylight left

God this night is going slow… Browsing through the internet looking for something to occupy my attention if even for a moment. Stumble upon backpage, this looks interesting. Check out the local sex scene, strippers, hookers, masseuse, dating

A little vignette from the 1950s The world has changed since Evie and I were first thrown together back in the summer of 1954

I had to month to make a plan and find Amandine’s address. The first part was quite easy: I could show the videotape to Amandine, blackmail her and obtain what I wanted. That was the idea, and I could do with it. Even though, I wanted something more subtle

The Sweetest Surrender With her hands crossed and firmly tied together he wrapped the rope around her neck and tied it in a close fitting noose. Rising he took a step back to admire his handiwork

Little Red Riding Hood, or Little Red Ridinghood, also known as Little Red Cap or simply Red Riding Hood, is a French and later European fairy taleabout a young girl and a Big Bad Wolf. The story was first published by Charles Perrault.

“HERE IT COMES, BABY!” “OH, MY GOD! YES, YES, YEEESSS—AHHHH!” she squealed, burying her head in his shoulder as he exploded deep inside her… A FEW DAYS EARLIER… “Ok, we’ll pick you up at the airport at eight o’clock sharp

Ash gawped at his mother, incredulous as to what she had just said. He understood the basic premise of what had happened, but the reasoning she must have had absolutely baffled him. “Why?! Why would you do that?!” He pleaded, voice light and desperate

* Gene and Janet wanted to write a story about what was happening. The third person, Paula, in this event was still involved with both of them. They ask me to write it for them. __A teen girl with a voyeur fetish watched the events evolve thru the bushes in their back yard

A Prologue Coach Jacobs walked silently down the corridor at St. Adalbert’s Catholic high school. During class the halls were as silent as a ghost town, in contrast to the teeming hordes that would flood the space as soon as the bell would ring

With a mix of nearly equal parts frustration and hopelessness I stared at the mechanical conundrum that was my car’s engine. I’d been stuck here with my hood up hoping to get some kind of help for hours

LAURIE My brother is shy. Shyness is endearing up to a point, but at eighteen years old, it goes from cute, to pathetic. You think he’d get out of his fucking shell by now, but nope; Tom is still the awkward, apprehensive boy he’s been his entire life

IAs I walked up to the manor, last night kept playing through my mind. I just wanted to meet the dog, and so I let myself into the kennel. Then before I knew it, he had knocked me down, and was sniffing me