Coercion - Page 75

READING ALLOWED By lamignonne and Zenmackie She thought, for perhaps the 10th time since getting into the car, Just play it cool, but the more she admonished herself to act natural, the more self-conscious she got

She bit my neck, and her venom swam through me, infecting my mind, making my knees tremble and my thighs moisten. A coldness fell into my stomach as I lost control of my limbs. I felt every ounce of my agency drift over to this tall beautiful woman

All characters are based on real people. I am Tom in the story, Tay was really my girlfriend in high school and lizabeth was her best friend. There were rumors about this family being involved in some "extracurricular" activities

Training a Young Slave: Connie Becomes Entertaining Please read Training a Young Slave first. Over the next few months, slave Connie became a very good slave for Master Jim and Mistress Dora

I opened up the door, stomach churning. My guts dropped as Serah saw me and smiled, widely and broadly. "Hey handsome! I missed you," she said, moving across the room with a cute-almost stumble. She wrapped her arms around me, but I stood rigid

It was an experience that I will never forget. It has already been three years and I can vividly remember the details. I relive the night almost every single day. It was a Friday and it was my friend, Jeni’s birthday

Roman Times “Slave” Her master bellowed from the confines of yards of silk wrapped around him cocoon like. Miriam froze in trepidation and felt the wine slop around in the amphora she was carrying. She feared what was to come next and hoped that she wasn’t in trouble

It was the summer after my high school graduation and I had nothing to do till I started college in the fall. I had not been able to find a summer job so I was just going to hang out and relax for the next couple months

“Hey Casey you feeling okay?” I looked up from my half eaten dinner and met my Dad’s gaze. “Everything alright at school son?” I sighed hard. “Yeah Dad, I’m fine,” “You sure? No one is bothering you right?” I had my mouth raped earlier but other than that I’m perfect

Taylor, I need to see you after class. She looked back and stared at Mr. Smith blankly for a moment before nodding. What for? Did she do something wrong? Taylor turned around, leaving the door frame and feeling her ears turn red

I was on my knees, the carpet uncomfortable on my skin as i gasped in breath and tasted fully the juices of the woman standing over my naked body. "Good boy." Denise crooned, as i looked up into her grinning pretty face

His hand stroked furiously. The pressure was building and he began to feel the tingles deep in his chest. He clenched his jaw and his ass cheeks. Tight. His left hand held the windowsill for support. The only way to keep upright

Hello, I would like to share with you my story. At the beginning, I was a happily married woman, some say beautiful. Well, I did win the beauty pageant for teachers at the school where I teach and my son goes to school

The sword says swiftly What the brush takes time to say. As the years go by, The sword’s words are forgotten While the brush’s words live on. - The Canticle of Menkeret. ……………………………………………….. The ropes dig into my wrists but I feel no pain

Somewhere off the coast of Africa, a cruise ship had been taken hostage by a brutal group of Somali pirates. Their leader, General Khari, had captured an entire ship's worth of innocent western tourists

Zeus's words caused everyone to quiet down and watch for his next move. It was Hermes; however, that stood and moved to the center of the room in front of where I was positioned and began to speak

The first time I was exposed to feminization and with it sex with another person was around the time I was 14. I had lost my role-model and close friend a couple of years before that and was from a rather broken home that never really communicated

My heart dropped into my stomach when I heard my father call my name from my window. Mike quickly released me but stayed standing in front of me, effectively blocking the lower half of my body from my father's view so I could quickly close up my shorts

The whitewashed walls and brick-layed streets of Sandava gleaned bright in the sun, unlike surrounding cultures such as Mandalva, Trocust and Chalda. Those people managed decent lives but not with the oppulence of Sandava

Training Samantha. You may like to read Training Samantha the prequel first. Sammy was in a state of shock. Somehow she had let Mike talk her into joining some kind of sex club as a way of curing her depression