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Please vote up and comment! Chapter 2 Marian tried to cry, but she couldn’ t work up any tears, for her eyes were as dry as they were swollen. She was curled up in a fetal position in the corner of the nest, slowly pealing off the...

His laughter rang throughout the dimly lit room in a menacing, villianous tone. He stood at the side of a bed, wearing nothing but a twisted smile on his face, belt in hand. The bed was filthy. Dried blood stains, cum stains, piss and dirt covered...

Chapter 17 INTERLUDE AND RECAP To: Master From: Your Little Slut Amy Thank you again, Master, for letting me pay off my debt to you by being...

It was several years ago back when I just turned 16. I had already had my learner' s permit for over a year and I was ready to get my driver' s license so I could drive where ever I wanted without my mom being with me. I soon found out tha...

His name was Gary, 25 years old. A normal person. A legal citizen. A janitor at a local city high rise business. Why he was there and why he was cleaning were because of personal business. Up in the 53rd floor, Gary' s job was to clean and cle...

The Cleric * * * * Dear Keiter, We thank you for your interest in joining the Isiran clergy and taking the time to fill out the requisite forms in triplicate. Regretfully, we are una...

[PART ONE] -----The gasp filled the dark hallway of the dimly lit house. Not a soul was inside other than the two which resided within the small bedroom at the end of the hallway. It was a quaint little house nested safely back in the woods,...

It was a cold December night, a few days before Christmas, and Scarlett was still crying as she walked slowly down the hall Rick’ s office late Saturday night, well aware that President Milford’ s cum was dripping out of her pussy and he...

Samuel Croft, the eminent but sadistic doctor, paused to gaze up at the front of Birbeck House, a sanatorium for children in London' s Gilspur Street. As he drew nearer, he was able to admire its architecture. It stood three stories high...

Day 1 After our initial meet and great the guys and I got down to business. First step was constructing the cages for our prisoners. We made individual cells spread out by about 4 feet so they couldn' t pass things back and forth or comm...

After 15 years of marriage, sex between my wife and I had become pretty stale. There were only a few positions we tried, and our sex sessions were few and far between. After three kids, it was also hard to have any kind of spontaneity in our sex l...

IV. It was four past One O' Clock when I took the keys from the ignition and removed my handcuffs from Ashley' s wrists, then laid them on the center console. I was working to re-cage my now dormant sex as I was aware of her rubbing her ne...

The Shell' s Game Robert Hardy was out on the beach wasting time, doing nothing. Not that this was anything new. He had wasted thirty- five years worth of time already, as much of it as possible doing nothing. He had been coasting...

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to...

All of the incidents in this story are fiction, but the relationship between the two main characters is based on my relationship with my lover. The story is dedicated to her. " Are you ready for this, b...

Kurt didn’ t really give Elizabeth much of a choice in taking the tour around his house. The entire time, his hand was entangled with her blonde locks of hair. And if she took one step too far from him, he sure as hell didn’ t hesitate t...

The very naked Sarge had managed to save his regulation boxers, much to his relief. He didn' t mind fighting a war with the bare minimum but he had his limits. Over his head he could see the explosions on the outside skin of the shield. He rea...

Jessica' s Fantasy Roast Story: #27 Copyright © 2005 Written: February 27 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to (purekaosangel@yahoo. com) *...

“ It is morning? ” a young woman asked herself with intelligible guttural gags. She had slept a whole ten minutes which was better than most nights and enough to completely disorient her. She could not even tell if the sun had risen beca...

Vren was almost at the crossroads. It had been a long ride since this morning. Her back and butt were sore from the saddle, and all those people rushing by on short errands did her mod no good. Perhaps this is why she was caught so easily.