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Jason Cole By Jax_Teller©2017 I was at the porn shop on the seedy side of town, in the booths in the back watching porn when I heard a female in the next booth tell the guy with her about a bondage club near by



Eloise was glad that she was at last settled into a job and able to send a little money back to her parents in Avignon each month
Chapter 1 All in all it was a very satisfactory operation. Setting up the hedge fund had cost him a few million dollars of his own money but it had been well worth it



My wife was sobbing in my arms. It was like holding on to a shaking bag of bones, she was so skinny back then. We were outside the temporary offices the Centers for Disease Control had set up around the country. It was a lovely, cool, early spring day. “So it’s positive,” I said



Samantha - 22years, blue haired punk, nice round ass, small tits, short. Adam - (myself) 23years. 7” long dick, 7” girth. It had been a few days since I broke Sam in. After that night I moved back in with her. The other housemates were surprised, but we played it off



PART ONE: THE WRIGGLING WRANGLER LUCIFER “So” Rachel said as she sat across from me on the coffee shop patio, “you, Lucy Satan, are in love with me, Rachel Johnson.” “Yeah,” I sighed as I stirred my coffee, “I am



Chapter Two - Capturing The Victims Once we arrived at the house, I pulled her out and onto the hot pavement. I dragged her body up the stairs, into the house and into the basement. Once there, I threw her in a jail cell and walked into the main room. "Sorry about that Greg
The following story is true. I have read and re-read this story over and over and each time I think, “Did it really happen like that? Am I that cruel? My favourite comments from my previous (first) story from anonymous readers: ……..“Your opening words, "I'm not a writer



Chapter 3 “Your teachers sure weren’t happy about you not coming in. You were supposed to be back for class yesterday. Did things back home take longer than expected?” Father Hauser was in his office, pouring a cup of tea for a student



It was a hot August day in Nevada. We sat in front a large house in an upscale gated community not too far from the city limits of Las Vegas. The lawn maintenance van we had stolen the night before worked perfectly getting us past the guard gate



Cindy was a 17-year-old girl. She went to high school, she had nice grades, a lot of her male classmates jacked off thinking about her because she was really pretty, she was average height, with nice feminine body, big boobs, a little bit larger but not fat thights, long blonde hair..



I'm treating this one as a sort of Pilot Teaser. I've always wanted to write horror and sex stories, and now I've found some sort of motivation
Shelly, Jessica, and Becky were captured by the Paladonic Knights



Rose woke up first and realized it hadn’t been a dream. Here she was in the bed with the 16 year old babysitter Jenny and her husband. She could hardly believe the things she had forced them to do after noticing their attraction towards one another
Sorting out that Pedo Saville It was back in October 2012 like. Al and me was sat in the bar at the Flying Horse supping a few bevvies, just after that story about pedos came out, "Fucking hell Johnno!" Al said, "That's that fucking Saville cunt