Cruelty - Page 68

The Cock Lock Carly Parker stopped in the hallway, just outside her son’s door. She heard the grunts and knew he was jacking off. She’d heard the same sounds many times, lately, and at all hours of the night and day

Jenny’s stepfather had successfully trained his young asian teen into a submissive sex slave (read the previous story) that gave him blowjobs whenever he wanted. Jack, Jenny’s stepbrother, still wanted to take his little sister’s virginity

Part 3 The next day, I awoke inside a large cage we kept in the basement for Beefy. It was tall, rising to the ceiling, but I was handcuffed low near the ground. The ball gag was gone, but replaced with the cloth bandanna over my mouth. My jaw ached from the ball gag

Breaking the Cheerleader Jessica awoke in a daze. She blinked her blue eyes, trying to focus on any shape in the darkness as she struggled to remember where she was. There had been a party last night. She attended with one of the football players from her school

Royal Deviancy King Adrian sighed, his head hanging shamefully as he sat at the foot of his bed. The had just set, it was nearly time for his nightly routine to begin

I hadn’t seen Julie, my wife’s best friend, since her last visit to our house. Now all being in our early twenties, the two of them had met at university and had stayed friends ever since. I met my wife, Sue, later on, but had never been keen on Julie

“Oh Jesus Christ. . .” I mumble through the fog of a hangover. “What happened last night?” Oh no. The memories start to drift back into my head as the dizziness of sitting up subsides. I didn’t. I didn’t do what I think I did. I couldn’t have

Tony Stark’s silver Audi screeches around a corner on it’s way to Hammer Industries. “When we arrive I need you to watch the perimeter” Natasha says as she pulls out her hair clips. “I’m gonna enter the facility and take down the target.” She unzips her shirt revealing her bra

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

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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