Cruelty - Page 54



I knew where I was as soon as the blue light penetrated my eyelids. My eyes flew open, but I was disappointed to see I was the only person in the room. The white light doused me then, and I could feel the energy leaking from me, as it built up my body
She was my first crush and when her family bought a cottage next door to me, it was one of the better days I have known. Aside from being my first 'love interest' she was all I thought of the first time I masturbated and was the object of my lust for quite awhile after that



I had been locked up for a little over a year now. I was consumed with regret for what I did, flipping drugs and shit. Just a young thug trying to make money, ya know? But I guess every dog has his day, and they finally got me, and gave me three fucking years



The barn was beautiful in the late afternoon sun. Light poured down through the small cracks in the ceiling and the back wall, illuminating the dancing dust motes that flittered through the air



Joan was a woman at our church. You know the type. Every church has one, the perennial Do-gooder. She has a hand in everything, teaching the kids, help seniors, fund raising, donuts and coffee and anything else
“I’ve never had twins before,” Natalia continued after a pause to let her eyes flicker over Ashley’s body, a faint smile on her lips, “in any dorm I’ve been in.” “Well now you do.” I said trying to be friendly but praying that she would just leave. “Indeed



OSAKA AWAKENING 2-THE VILLAIN HOTARU The slapping of flesh roused me from my blank dreams,I could hear the moans and the shaking of the bed as an orgy started where I lay



Jenna stands over me, her curves making her already domineering presence loom that much larger. My cock sits limply between my legs as I kneel before her, a sign of my inferiority. Books on feminism, gynarchy, and female superiority sit on her bookshelf



ch: Need Position: Need massive improvement Bondage: Need Current status: Owned by Father being sold on auction in two weeks Notes: needs to be prepared for any type of bondage position for the auction he slams my packet down on the desk before me as he leans down over my chair



"Ay girl Tony wanna talk to you" kayla said bumping into my desk. "Girl his name is Mr. Brown" I rose out of my seat while rolling my eyes at Kayla. "Don't hate" she responded back. I walked into Mr. Brown's office and sat. "Mrs


Mandy After the escort left I had another shower, put on fresh clothes and went down to the bar. It was quiet: midweek, autumn, medium-price hotel outside town



The Party Lily was a hot one tonight, looking downright hookerish just the way she wanted to. She was out with two friends and they'd gotten into the exclusive new club and what a great night this was going to be



Please pay attention to the tags. If you're squicked by hardcore shit, please don't read it and give it negative ratings. As I've developed Mel's character, I've decided to move this to the Dark Fantasy genre, and take the story in a much darker direction



"Okay, class." Tom called out, as he stood up from behind his desk and picked up the stack of papers from in front of him. "Here are your essays. I finished grading them this weekend so I'm going to hand them back. Some of you did well, others did not



Daddy: “So what exactly do you expect me to do? I can’t come up with that kind of money at the drop of a hat!” I can’t keep the emotions from my voice