Humiliation - Page 108

"Poe Dameron." Kylo Ren's electronic voice interrupts Poe's nap. Poe lays on the bed in the small cell, arms crossed. His eyes narrow as Kylo's frame fills the door. "I hope you're comfortable." "Considering what it cost… not really." "You will assist me today," Kylo orders
I peered behind the heavy curtain that divided the stage from the sweaty dressing room. The seats in the converted cinema were all taken. The music crawled around the hall, the heavy, almost lazy bass contrasting with the visible air of excitement in the audience. My audience
I was glad for the weekend. It’s not that I dislike school, per se. It’s just that… I find school easy. And things that I find easy, I find boring. I didn’t see the point in drilling verb conjugations or taking the slope of thirty lines
SLAVE Alan Goodman had never considered himself to be a cruel man. He never thought he'd be a slave owner, didn't really like the idea, not until he saw Adam. Alan's good friend Matt had dragged him along to a special slave sale
Earlier this year my husband came forward and spoke to me about a brief period of time when he was unfaithful to our marriage
Girlfriend and Boyfriend Abducted, Part 2 “Help us!” Ashley screamed
Cold, that would have to be the word to describe it. But that was more likely to be the adrenaline than the late evening air, as the bones in my hands collided with the space just below his eye socket and were instantly shattered
The Rape of Mrs Briggs Chapter One Mrs Vera Briggs was a member of the local council and chaired many other organisations. At the age of forty-five she was a lady of good looks and a formidable character
"Good morning bitch" said rachel to start off the morning. She was wearing a nice little white laced thong and a small tanktop. She is about 5'6 and has dark brown hair, perky d cup tits and a nice big tight ass
This is a story nothing like my others. This is going to be a dark, sexually deviant fic. If this does not suit you please stop now. I do not own any of the Harry Potter books or the characters that are within them. If JK Rowling ever read this fic I would be so embarrassed
Wendy smiled as they passed the starting field. The sun was already blasting down on the busy crowd, colorful shirts and nervous chatter overloaded her senses. "Thanks for doing this, Luke! I'll make it up soon." "No worries, Wendy. Just let me win this time
The woman bit her lip, staring at the red phone on her husband's desk. It hadn't been that long, but he should have at least called. She pushed her gray hair away from her ear and picked up the receiver. It clicked and dialed the only number it was programmed to call
The Bogotá court room was stifling in the afternoon smog. The man who everyone was here to see sat coolly flanked by expensive lawyers and co defendant associates
No Denial If you do not believe it happens, well…fuck you! If you deny that you have never thought about it, well…fuck you again. Might be a given that choices can be made, but circumstances help dictate which fork in the road one might take
She’d known this was coming for days now. Maybe even weeks. She’d called in sick to work a couple of times, completely out of character, begging off with giddy lies of a bad cold
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