Cruelty - Page 120

*Please also note that this includes a lot of human trafficking themes. Remember that human trafficking and rape is illegal. If your partner is not up for rape or BDSM, do not force yourself on them or anyone else

Part 2 I woke up early with a raging hard-on. Mary had finally fallen asleep. She had tried to move as far away from me as possible during the night, but I had curled up behind her and wrapped my arms around her. My now hard cock was nestled right between the cheeks of her ass

Same for this this one. I didn't double check my work in the first story and I don't know why but after I posted my last story it changed all the quotations to question marks, hopefully it doesn't do that again. Enjoy! “Hey Snake and Pit it has been a while

Back downstairs Sam put some music on the stereo in the living-room and told me to dance for him. He sat on the couch with his legs spread and his hands in his crotch as I stumbled around, trying to dance

“Molly!” David shouted. “What are you doing here!?” “Dad, what’s going on?” Molly asked. “There was this man in white robes. He told me I was going to be judged. He told…I was dead.” “Amia, explain this, right now!” David demanded

She awoke only to find herself in a dark room. Unable to see anything, she stood up and moved her head hope to distinguish any source of light. She could not understand what had happened. One moment, she was walking home at night, after running errands for her mom

A Foundation of Bones All of Lee’s men currently in Augusta stood in the entry hall of the mansion, scared out of their wits. Even the cops on his payroll had been brought in

Tuesday morning I saw Elizabeth again as soon as I walked into school. It felt so good to see her back at school and I realized how much my life had changed just from getting to know her

The first thing you had to know about Marrek Gleeson was this: the man was sick. Although his old man was long dead, Marrek had used the funds from the estate to fulfill his deepest, darkest desires. And what he loved more than anything else was to "collect." Not objects…but people

Here's a story of how a good friend of mine and my mother's used us like toys and gave my mom her most humiliating fucking of her life, as I just watched in amazement and lust. My mother, Jessie, a cute and tiny framed women. Maybe 5 foot 3 and 105 pounds

I watched from my chair as my staff once again examined the new merchandise. Kidnapped from all across the country, each girl had varying features and qualities that separated her from the girl chained up beside her

At 6pm varsity football practice had finished. A group of players were tired from practice and the captain had to stop by the restroom to take a piss. He heard a muffled cry from the bathroom stall

He was the biggest she’d ever taken inside her. she felt something being put around her throat and tried to jerk her head back but couldn’t move. The guy with his dick down her throat held her head against him

-Part I- I like church girls. I guess that's my MO. Won't every catch me though, that "good girl" tendency is the closest thing to a pattern they'll find. There’s always a pattern though. Constantly plagued by it

Chapter 1: The Tour From the outside, the building looks innocent enough. The wealthy merchant Armando wonders if he has found the right place to fulfill the dark desires he is ready to pay well for

We glide across the city in the silver pickup with the bass thumping in the moonlit summer night. I wriggle my bottom slowly and purposefully letting the sheer flimsy thong drop to my ankles

Eddie heard Christine’s screams fill the basement like a chorus of banshees over the howling roar of the big chainsaw, her wild-eyed, terror-driven fear through the blue haze of smoke that poured from the saw

Sprite hadn't forgotten my surprise. As Sprite stood bent over legs spread there swong a simple white string swinging carelessly from her anxious rosebud hole. Not only that in the dim light of the hotel room something glistened and glinted from inside of her pussy

Chapter 5 “Morning, Sam!” A cheery female voice pulled his attention from the tablet as he stood outside pen 15. “Oh, hi, Emily

This is a new series same girl but is a virgin again got any questions or pictures of the character email me at I woke up one morning to the sound of someone knocking on the door, so I went to go see who was interrupting my slumber