Cruelty - Page 101

This is FANTANSY. I feel like given this website I should not have to say this, but this behavior is not acceptable. No women should be treated/trained like this ever. Please enjoy it as a fantasy

The loud moans of Pansy Parkinson echo into the empty class room, Muffle only by Ron cock down her throat -Look Ron! I have finally manage to fit my hand up her ass! Pansy Parkinson was on all four

Amanda forced the girls to crawl on their knees back across the club leashed behind her all the way back to her private dungeon room. Once there, she forced Kendall to kneel on one side of the room against a pole where the back of her collar was locked to the pole keeping her in place

This is a story I began quite a while back, but have recently come back to for continuation. This is set in a fictional galaxy that exists only in my head and on documents I've written. This galaxy has a deep, if unfinished, lore

Chapter 4: Anal gangbang Throughout the week, Liam made sure to fuck the tiny Asian throughly. He made her give him regular blowjobs every other day after school. She got better and better every time she tried

My 2nd story, took me an hour or so. Pretty rushed I guess, any comments appreciated:) Hope you enjoy. Dafomir was certainly one of the unlucky members of the Horde, having been chosen to participate in the campaign on Argus it meant certain death for many

Katie woke up in a darkened room, naked and chained to a wall. It was damp and cold. She remembered leaving the mall, and that was it. How she got in this situation she couldn't remember. She was drousy and thirsty, cold and very scared

The Osaka Riders of Glorious Youth by Vincent Part 1 Every spring I take the ferry from Osaka to Tokushima to let loose my Ducati Hyperstrada on the winding mountain roads of Shikoku. I look forward to this trip all year. It's pure "me time

It was a cold November night in Los Angeles, and Maxine Devyn was sitting in front of a fire, cup cradled in her hands. The 16 year old blonde was home alone and very bored, waiting for either her father or her brother's return from their respective haunts

A Good Man 5 ----------------- The next morning Tom awoke wondering what the hell was going on. Looking around, his room was crowded with a mixture of brownies, pixies, sprites and half of the council

Note: Thank you readers for your patience. My job that pays requires too many hours. This does not leave me enough time for this, but here it is finally and I am working on the next day

Chapter 3 I called off my date with Gina. I told her in person. "Too bad. I was considering buying black fishnets for the occasion." "On you, they might have turned into a fetish for me." "Instead, you turned into a shit." Her shaking head underscored disapproval. "Look

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 30 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Building Supports I wake up, my jaw shivering from the cold of the floor penetrating my bones

Note: Though this is a sequel to “The Wolves of Paris,” it is not necessary to have read that story first. "You never kill anyone you want to in a war.” -Ernest Hemingway, "For Whom the Bell Tolls" *** June 1, 1944, Paris: 1,440 days under occupation

CHAPTER 3 I squinted, trying to keep the bright light from my phone out of my eyes, looking at every part of the frame I was trapped in, trying to see if there was any kind of emergency release, anything I had missed

It had been three years since Brooke and her mother left. The relationship between my ex and I was always tumultous, and the sex had always been hot. Unfortunately we had some major parenting differences, the most of which concerned Brooke, my stepdaughter

Sunday morning my mother told me the doctor had called Saturday night and had given her good news about my ribs. I did not have any broken or cracked ribs but I did have bruised ribs. He prescribed a pain medication that my father picked up that night

These memoirs might come as a surprise, however my story needs to be told. I'm far too mentally famished to face a juror, and too eloquent to be caught other than by self submission

It all started when my wife and I were watching television one night; it was one of those police detective shows that proliferate across the weekly viewing, in this one the villain had a sadistic kink and was capturing young girls and tormenting them

Alan, Hopix and the rest of the Fairixies appeared not far from the palace, several guards bristled 'til they saw Alan then the stood at attention. All the new arrivals were staring with their mouths agape at all of the buildings here on the Fairixie home world