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My name is Alex I’m 16 years old and live in a house with two devils. Most females find me attractive but I don’t see the big deal. I’m 6” feet tall and have a built body from playing football and track



The Farm, Ep. 1 I sat on my front porch as I did every Sunday evening: listening, watching, waiting. My eyes stretched as far as they would carry me, to the east end of the property, where my gravel driveway disappeared into the tree line



Chapter 1 I had been really excited to go to high-school. I wanted nothing more than to finally abandon my boring primary school and join the grown-ups. In primary school I would usually stroll down the hallways, having only but my thoughts as occupation



Waking up to my mother I looked down on her naked body, a large wet patch between her legs and on her MILF bush. Standing over her I shouted "Slave wake up!" She was instantly awake
Harry was still sore from the vicious flogging of yesterdays events. After Angelica woke him up she insisted on dressing him. “Today slave your strapon training begins” Ever since Harry had woken up he had been trying to think of a way to get out the coming ordeals
A student in the last year of college gets his hands on a virus that, when sent through a simple text, will issue an irresistible command
[b]The Plan……Part 1 Melissa and I have been together for ten years, married for five. Our previous marriages of 12 yrs each yielded us 5 children. We had a very romantic courtship, as we are both hopeless romantics
Linda sat there in the waiting room with her Master beside her, he had threatened her with the visit to the doctor if she didn't relax when he fucked her ass and now he had run out of patience



CHAPTER TWO: INSPECTIONS It occurs to her in the early hours of the morning when she can’t sleep that she could go to Dumbledore and tell him what happened



Enjoy! Hi, my name is ChelseaI'm a transgender, or as Brianna the bitch would call me "Deformed Dickgirl". She's such a fucking mean bitch, and she is always fucking around with the jocks! She stole my boyfriend, and "fucked his brains out"; he dumped me afterwards..For her



Just outside of Summersville, West Virginia, on route 19 there was an abandoned gas station. The local lore said that it was haunted and that anyone that ever went there went missing



It was late, just after two in the morning, and the thudding music finally died down as Jet walked over to his parents' enormous sound system and turned the volume down to a dull thrumming



AUTHORS NOTE: Been busy with a lot of work. I've turned into a venture capitalist in IMVU and a lot of other endeavors (think sharktank). Imvu is a great tool for creativity



When I was a younger man I lived in a wooded area out side the city of Vancouver Washington. I used to love going out into this tree farm and masturbate



Catholic School I hate my life, I hate my father, and I definitely hate Catholic School. My name is Angelica but everybody calls me Angel. Don’t let the name fool you. I’m almost fifteen years old