Cruelty - Page 2

Some may remember sitting in a darkened room, watching Rod Serling's “Night Gallery.” Each episode began with an unusual painting, about which Mr

I woke up early, got out of my room (witch was really more of a closet) and begin with my shores around my mistress house. Picking up things, making her breakfast, and becoming the living room. I love doing my mistress chores

WARNING: This story is sick and twisted, however, it is only a story. It is Fiction! It contains dark themes including the Rape and the Cruel Treatment of a ‘boy’ by a man

Hi, I am a 22 year old girl on xnxx.com (take a look at my profile if you like :) and this story took place at my bf's 30th birthday party 2 weeks ago. If you like part one, post something and I will post part two :) I walked through the gate and up the path to the house

After years of reading erotica featuring drugged wives drunk being raped, plus my wife developing panic attacks with a course of medicine for treatment I could not help but feel like all the stars had aligned for me to make my fantasies a reality seeing my wife fucked.

Megan: Can I please go in and get a shower now sir? Megan stepped into the shower wincing from the pain she was feeling in her bum now that the adrenaline had worn out from her earlier experience with Mr Johnson

Resume: The Girl has the ability to manipulate people sexually – and to erase memories. She has seduced both the man Dad and his Wife Mom and together they are planning to steal a USB dongle. They have prepared a spyware device and they are training to act as prostitutes

OH GOD HOW DID I GET HERE I AM NOT GOOD AT COMPUTER! MASON LIKES THE DICK AND HE WANTS IT IN AND AROUND HIS MOUTH. THEN HE WANTS IT IN HIS BUTTHOLE,THENITGOESINHISURETHRA

My dark eyes adjusted to the dim of the forest quickly. I moved through the thick brush as quietly as I could, but movement and light out of the corner of the eye caused me to stop. Fixating on the azure glow, a smile broke across my sharp, 25-year-old male features

Chapter 4: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia Trees. Mountains in the distance. I always admired nature's beauty, its calming indifference. It began to rain, just a slight drizzle. I flipped on the wipers

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

The Point of view switch with each paragraph, it starts with Lee: Jen had been at the school for 5 years, she was a complete brain box, she knew the answer to every question, and every teacher thought of her as a model student

I discovered Cassie when I came in as a guest speaker one day at her high school as one of a few former graduates. To be honest I just accepted to offer so I could check out the prime meat the school was letting loose on the world, however Cassie was something else

Chapter Two The early Saturday morning sun was shining through the window as Emily felt her bed sink a little. She opened her eyes and glared at Thomas. “Why are you in here? Can't you stay out of my room if I have to stay out of yours?” He shrugged

Fold, Spindle, and Mommy Rape Part 3. by DiscipleN - all characters herein are 18 or older by the time they act sexually. - I managed a full night's sleep after a long shower, until Race woke me the next morning by pulling my jaw open. "Huh? Race? Hey! NO!" I shrunk back