Female Domination - Page 24


He arrived early for their scheduled meeting and sat in his car sweating profusely. He wasn’t sure he could go through with it; terrified at the thought of meeting the Ebony goddess of his dreams
There was an explosion a few blocks to the west of the building, a gigantic blast that shook the windows and the walls of the tenement building, and snapped him from his reminiscing



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In the year 2013, at 32 Wayford Way, 12 teenagers and a genie were having the time of their lives. The senior football team had just won the big game, thanks in no small part due to some “wishful thinking” on the part of one Sophie Swift


I had lost track of time. I knew it was the early hours of the morning, that much I knew, but it had been hours, maybe even days, since I had last been outside. It was hard to keep track in this place



“Again I'm having the same dream” I thought to myself. It's always the same cold and dreary room. At first it always seems pitch black but thanks to a few small candles litted around the room I can see into the next room



"The cannibals of the old days, the natives of certain tropical islands, wrapped their dead victims with leaves and put them into holes filled with hot coals



Owned by a Young Stud - Blackmail - Part 3 Jenny smiled at the other parents as she jogged back into gymnastics practice. She could still feel the dried cum residue on her cheek, regardless of her efforts to rub it lose in the car



The Spanking Stories - #2: Memento Morey By Zen Mackie Too many ironies, thought Susan, drunkenly. Too damn many ironies for one day. She reached for the bottle on her desk, but her hand went where the bottle wasn’t and only succeeded in knocking it into the wastebasket



Laura and I continued to hook up at the gym for the next couple days. We fucked in the locker room a few times and on a slow day we fucked in the stretching corner. She was incredible, and always showed up in some skimpy outfit that would make me rock hard the second I laid eyes on her



Part 1 with more to come It was a Friday evening in late January as I walked through the lounge in the back of a bar in downtown Spokane Washington
The initiation and degradation of Michael, a sixteen year old schoolboy, continues. Michael had previously been seduced by his headmaster but had been unable to fully satisfy him, which lead to a course of training by his form teacher, Miss Bolton



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Prologue This prologue is simply a brief retelling of the events of Cabin Fever that are relevant to the actual fanfic. This is here for the benefit of people who aren't familiar with Cabin Fever as it is not a well known movie
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