Mind Control - Page 71

The Devil's Pact edited by Master Ken Copyright 2013, 2014 Chapter Fifty-Two: The Tyrants' Daughter Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. After the death of Dagon and the end of the Great Eclipse, the followers of the demoness Lilith were rounded up
April 29th: finally found a way to loosen up my virgin-cunt sis April 29th: 20 horse cocks will get that gash gapin. n a monster dildo stuck up the slots hole overnight LOL Annie stared in awe at the present that her parents had gotten her
Horrors combined. Chapter 01: "the preparation" He spent his entire adolescence charmed by his one and only dream: (fucking his one and only dream-woman). Eighteen years, was his age when he first began admiring her sexy figure, and began fantasizing about her body
The Mind Control Device Chapter Nineteen: Breeding the Mind-Controlled Cuties By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Vivian Bailey “I'm not sure I want to be bred,” I told Mr. Michaels. We were in his classroom
Chapter Nine: Undeniable Tensions By the time Angel was picking up her bag to leave the club, it was three in the morning. She followed Rich out the back door of the club and towards his truck until he stopped. “No,” he corrected, turning to look at Angel
"Your what!?" Jake exclaimed, "Rasmir, did you lose your entire family to the war?" Lowering his head Rasmir replied, "Almost all of them master Jake, I have had 2 sisters and a brother, I was the oldest
Carrie moaned louder than she has ever had in her life. This intensity of his thick dick pounding away in her ass filled her with mind numbing pleasure to the point where she didn’t care about anything anymore
Chapter 31 PORN PARTY Friday night was the porn party Claire had scheduled. She had only just got off the plane that afternoon, her body soaked in sweat, her pussy dripping, and a sheen of semen still shining on her tits
*Author's notes-Again this is mine. Do not copy, characters and events are mine. This story get gory, if you don't like blood and guts, then I wouldn't read past part 8. I don't like murder, so don't do it ladies and gents. This contains 3 different POV's, it will tell when it changes
Harry awoke the next morning with a smile on his face. Of course, this wasn’t a particularly unusual occurrence. Since finding Sarosa’s lamp 7 months ago, his life had been perfect. His every desire had been granted to him by this magical girl, who desired only to please him
It was getting dark by the time I got home. I pulled into the garage and wallked through to the kitchen. Sue came to meet me and gave me a hug. HI Babe I see you have been enjoying yourself while I was away. She went bright red. What do you mean
“Hey, you promised you’d pick up the place.” My wife, being my wife. I played dumb and looked up distractedly from my laptop. “Uh?” She looked sad, annoyed. “The place. While I was working. You said you’d pick it up.” She gestured around the living room
I made this story for someone who requested a 'emotional' story. Failing that, I came up with this. this is an adaptation of a work by Koyaanisqatsi. The last paragraph won't be understood unless you read The Champion's Companion Ch.10 at the very least
In a London pub, a girl sat down at one of the tables. With her she had her own, pink-coloured backpack, and the light-blue one of her friend, who had just gone to the bar. She looked around, taking in the full appearance of the place
Hannah lay on a pile of worms, her swollen breasts and belly shiny from all the fluid which now covered the both of us. My hands were shaking and I had a hard time maintaining balance because I was just so completely overwhelmed by my arousal
Hi my name is Detective Olivia Benson and this the story of how I became the Stabler family sex slave…
Chapter 10, In which Stacey is a hater I suddenly awakened, gazing silently at the ceiling of the darkened bedroom. The soft sound of Stacey's breathing came from atop the bed, but that wasn't what had roused me. I listened carefully, feeling aches in every inch of my body
***(Dear Reader)*** You are about to make your first choice at the end of this part. (But lets be honest you will probably do both) This is the first time I have created a multiple path piece of written work and though I will try to keep everything smooth and consistent
It sounded simple enough on the surface: Spend some time over the winter break at the university, make one thousand dollars, and earn six college credits. That was what the advertisement in the school paper said, at least
I am Captain john hiller the commander of the 101st marine fire team nicknamed the “hell fighters” an elite unit of the USMC that deals in "unconventional" warfare
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