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Warning: This is an extreme story, please note the genre and themes. They are accurate. Don't say I didn't warn you. This is a fantasy and meant as nothing more than a titillating story. Heather was good looking; she always had been



Chapter 3 Teresa was naked and tied spread eagle to the bed. Jenn stood over her in complete control. She set down the three bottles and took off her black underwear, leaving just the black corsette, pressing her tits together exposing alot of clevage



Background, I have known Chloe for a couple of years and made her my live in fuck toy slave. Chloe likes to be treated rough and humiliated, it's one of my favorite things about her since I have a dominant personality and enjoy treating her like the whore trash she is
Tales From the Gutter Joanna the Germ Gets Fouled When I awoke it was dark. The door was open and the fluorescent light from the walkway outside illuminated the motel room ghastly white. I looked at the clock and groaned. "9:20? Fuck me.
[b]17 SAY GAY After school the next day, Jeff goes to Sean’s house. After the typical game talk Sean confronts Jeff, “So what did you tell Alex?” “Nothing, Sean. Nothing! But that’s the problem. Alex senses I’m not telling him something


The man pulled his car over in the empty space and parallel parked. It was a hot night and he had been riding around the city aimlessly after a fight with his wife



Author’s Note: If you’re easily offended, please don’t keep going. It’s a dark story and the tags don’t lie. Also, it is most definitely fiction. Dealing in the darkest parts of the underworld had its upsides. For a start, it garnered me a lot of money



Chapter Six As Thomas entered the abandoned house, Veronica's screams filled his ears. She was naked on the table, Joey and Ethan fucking the shit out of her ass and cunt. Blood was smeared across her face from where Chad, her brother, had broken her nose
Their she stood, pool side, my aunt. Early 40,s her rich, slim body. Her small tit's covered by her bikini top and her flat stomach narrowing to her bikini line. The faint outline of her pussy drove my young cock crazy. I was 17 at the time



My sisters their friends and me, their sissy Part Four Jolt after jolt of electricity passed through my body. Each longer and worse than the one before it. I held my number two hole shut because I believed what Joy had said about losing any of the water



Breaking Cain. Chapter 1: The Break In The house was dark, the only sounds around, was the soft repetitive click of the clock quietly ticking away. The house was still and everyone was obviously sleeping



Amy woke up gradually, stretching her arms over her head. She froze in place when realization hit her. She had forgotten what day it was. Today was her 17th birthday. In older times, it would be a cause for celebration



CHAPTER SIXTEEN 4TH THURSDAY Mike is up at four thirty and showering. He can't sleep. He goes back and shuts off the alarm so it won't sound out later. He gets dressed and goes to his office. He pulls the files and studies them then throws them into his briefcase



Magnus lay entwined with Darius for quite some time. He found himself lightly tracing the myriad of scars that covered the boy’s skin. “What’re all these from?” He asked softly. “I’m a klutz.” Darius answered simply. The response sounded like a well-rehearsed line to Magnus



Chapter 1 The kinch walked into the giant mansion of her new master. It was a giant stone house almost like a castle. The inside was adorned with fine art and tapestries, the rugs were the finest asian rugs with elegant thread