Cruelty - Page 13



Flash forward 2 months: This story picks up in the weeks and months after Birth of the Ringtaker 2 ========== It just won't go away I started spending more and more time away from home



So, Dee came home from the weekend at Dottie’s, she looked like she had a good time. I asked her”Did you have fun?”,all she would say was “It was different



Hank and Mildred, the older couple down the street from me, were a nice older couple. They paid me attention that I wasn't necessarily getting at home



The sun pierced through the curtains of my bedroom and caused Natasha to turn away in order keep the light out of her eyes. They were pink and weary from crying and yet another night of sleep deprivation
I lay staring in the darkness as I heard them downstairs. I closed my eyes, and tried to think of Paul. I had wanted to see him today
*Author's note- This is mine, do not steal. This is chapter 6 of the series, if you haven't read the others I suggest you go do so. This contains flashes of non consent and murder, I do not condone, nor should you go out and do it
I met my girl friend at a strip club she was the main attraction she called her self sissy, she was petite only 4'11 long blonde hair she would always wear in pig tails. she was pretty but had no tits, I didn't mind her tight cunt and hard round ass made up for that she was only 18



Isabella and Alex each could hardly keep a straight face over dinner at a restaurant and family time in the hotel lounge area. They both kept blushing every time they looked at each other. Everyone was concerned but not really suspicious



Michael woke up in a daze, confused by his surroundings for a moment. "Darceline?" he murmured as he sat up, starting to remember what happened. The clock read 5:02 a.m., alerting him that he had to get home
Katie’s head turned to the growing throng of Homeless Men coming down the alley way, their eyes filled with a lustful hunger for her. She scrambles for her life, naked and covered in dirty cum. Katie stumbles running down the alley way. She doesn’t pause, leaving behind her clothes


Between the darkness of the forest and the foreboding of the house, there was a garden of extraordinary beauty. Though it had clearly been cultivated with some skill, it was not overly pruned, nor sculpted



Ray dressed himself back into the clothes he’d discarded around the house and made his way outside, intending to check on the two girls he’d locked in the shed. He approached the small building and unlocked the door, swinging it open



Jessica always loved the idea of a small town. Growing up in LA, she learned quickly that she wasn't the big city type at all. As soon as she was of legal age, she moved out of her parents house



Die or live to do a porno As I have learned it is important to inform you that this story is very graphic and some of the scenes depicted are offensive



Over the next few months, my rate of copulation did not diminish. My eighteenth birthday came… and came, and came, because it was another slumber party at mine, to which several of my sexiest friends were invited, and it descended into a massive lesbian orgy