Coercion - Page 89

College Girl 2 Trisha “Trish” Coldman is a short wiry young woman. She likes to say she's athletic but she doesn't work out much and can't stand the sports scene. She likes it better in quiet settings and while she is active its better in the mountains or forest

Chapter Two Kate and Catherine Like I said before my lust for this woman is almost as intense as it is for my wife Kate and this perverse display of Catherine naked and helpless with black hands all over her has easily taken over my senses

The summer I was 12 my sisters and I played games. Although they started innocently (at least on the girls’ part) they got more and more sexual in nature as the summer wore on. I was basically an average boy starting puberty

Jen and Amy fell asleep beside Scott, all three slaves naked and helpless but at least blissfully unaware…for the time being. Jen awoke about 45 minutes later, peering outside one of the windows in the captain’s quarters

Author’s note: As the brief description for this story indicates, this mom and son camping story will be quite different from others you may have read

The comment section has been restricted to members only due to spammers and other idiots. Please feel free to PM your comments to me. Lucky Mann Edited to meet the new age rules

Drug Addict I travel an awful lot for business and practically live in my car and in motels. I had only gotten into that particular little town that very morning. I had already met with my contacts, concluded all of my business, and had settled in for a peaceful night

Traci's Abduction and Rape 5 Traci and her daughter spent a very uncomfortable night in bondage after being abducted from their home. Their abductor slept a little late after a very late night taking and using his victims. He abducted them from their home late Saturday night

The ride home from the pool party was an awkward one. Adam Blancher and his wife Sheryl had left in a hurry in order to avoid causing a scene. Five times Adam had already opened his mouth to ask something and five times his wife had said, "Not a word

The area of the city that I worked in was a fairly typical corporate hub. The building itself was another glass fronted office block in a forest of glass fronted office blocks. Anonymity through conformity. Inside it, on the many floors, I.T

Ariela smirked contentedly as she sat on her Throne, it wasn’t as impressive or ornate as she would’ve preferred, but needs must and sometimes it was just impractical to bring a truly befitting throne out on a conquest

Andrea Frost had waited for and dreamed of this day, her parents trusted her enough to go away for a weekend together, leaving her home alone

My name is Warwick Shameless I am not as my name implies, in fact, quite the opposite. I believe that a man and a woman should court one another for at least a year and then be wed before engaging in intercourse. This is the story of how that philosophy was destroyed

He just came home from wrestling practice. The next door neighbors' son was the cutest thing I could imagine, with a frame that gave him the proportions of a full grown man, if not yet the height. I had spoken with him a few times, just in passing really

Assassinating her Pride (an Assassin's Creed fan fiction) NOTE : The plot and characters are baeed upon the game Assassin's Creed : Brotherhood

Sorry for any typos. Enjoy! Chapter 3 The day was warm and sunny as usual, with the sun retaining its power and prestige even as rush over was brought through its daily birth

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events are coincidental. This story is not intended to be an accurate reflection of any particular lifestyle. Night 3 I woke up with Slut snuggled up against me

I hadn't had a case in a week and the whiskey bottle was gettin' low

The fortieth high school class reunion started out on a pleasant note, as far as Don Parker was concerned. Many of his old friends were there and to his surprise, most of the 'cliques' from Old BHS days had gone by the wayside

I first met Gill when she was eighteen, she looked like a breath of fresh air, and we met in a biker heavy rock bar where everyone was wearing denim and leather