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I knew meeting strangers from the Internet could be dangerous, but you never think something will happen to you I suppose I was arrogant, or naive, or too horny and excited to think things through. I should never have met him in a strange town, in a remote crappy little hotel

May was still riding the high from the fucking she had just received from the horse. Her tongue was still searching every nook and cranny of her mouth searching for another taste of that delicious horse cum

During a short summer break, I was spending a week driving around the west of Scotland and had booked a couple of nights on the Isle of Skye

The clink of chains from high above is the first evidence of a presence in the dungeon. Dray, currently out hunting isn't there to watch the black leather clad man slowly descending down the chains supporting the bone cage from the ceiling

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Ironic. On reflection, that was the only word that Aphrodite Tyche could think of about when she met Thanatos Ares. Ironic that her name was kind of a confliction to his, surely love and death, fate and bloodlust should conflict against either other

CHAPTER 1 I sat on the edge of my bed, heart pounding, foot tapping nervously at the floor, fingers clenching at the tangled sheets. Next to me the clock on my phone ticked another minute forward: 11:48pm

As I sit here thinking how write this, I have a rather large orange sitting comfortably inside my colon. I usually push it halfway out then pull it back in. It will usually suck in really quick snapping my anal ring shut

Tied; The Girl Scout -8 Getting to Know You; The Girl Scout -9 Sleeping Beauty; The Girl Scout – 10 Work It Good The Girl Scout -11 Lights Out Bitch; The Girl Scout-12 Doctor Rosen The Girl Scout -13 Papa and Grand Daughter Doc took his cock out or her pussy and the fingers out of her ass

The Devil's Pact, The Ghost of Paris edited by Master Ken Copyright 2014 Chapter Seven: The Goddess in the Tutu Note: Thanks to b0b for also taking a look at this and finding some mistakes

"Great. now lets fuck" I took that as a green light and started to jerk him off even faster in the water, making him moan "oh yeah, keep going baby

Payback I was setting at home one night in late September when the phone rang; it was Doug, a friend that I had gone to school with who had moved south after he got out of school

The sedan had finally been completely starved as it gulped back the last fumes of fuel. “No, no, no… please don’t die on me!” Victoria whimpered, pleading with the machine to live on

=====================================Introduction==================================== Hey everyone. Chapter three is here. I spent some extra time revising this one so I hope everyone likes it

My breath gets heavier with each step towards her. Slim but curvy, dirty blonde hair, full lips, large handfuls of tit. The nervous anticipation with a tinge of fear in her eyes makes blood pulse through my veins. Her clothing is reserved and unrevealing which arouses me even further