Non-consensual sex - Page 146

The Young Ones Hey mister, Can you buy me a beer? She said as I got out of the car. She was maybe 20 and looked tired and a little strung out. Walking out to the car I hand her the 40oz in a bag, She smiles. Thanks a lot! She says hugging me

I wake up spread-eagled on a bed. I open my eyes but all I see is darkness. There’s a blindfold around my head. My hands are tied to the headboard behind me, and my ankles are bound to either side of the footboard. I can’t move very much, just enough to wriggle

PART 1: Her Capture All she saw was darkness, all she felt was the wind in her hair whipping the tendrils around her face as the loud beating of powerful wings hurt her ears

Play Ball! Since it’s that time of year again, baseball season, I recalled an erotic memory… A number of years ago, when our sons were younger, I coached youth baseball. I love baseball and my wife Nora strongly suggested that I coach our boys when they started playing

The day started out just like any other weekday - I woke up at 6.30, rolled over and fumbled for my phone to turn off the alarm. Emma, my wife, was away at another business conference. She was in Berlin and gone since Monday, not due back until Friday

Dominic stood up and looked down at Lilly from under his mask. “Rich Bitch, you’re gonna fucking pay for that.” He stood up and pulled his pants back on. As pissed as he looked, there was still fear in his eyes. He was horrified of what would happen if Kyle found out

Chapter 24 Master D- When I first met Danny when he was selling drugs to take care of his mother who was sick. As it turns out the boy is a straight killer when other dealers got out of line he made them pay so he has blood on his hands

I've already written part of the next story so please comment if you want me to post it. Thanks ;) I come from a fairly well of family . In the school i went to everyone is super wealthy. This meant i didn't seem rich at all even though I would be rich in a normal school

Minding Others by DiscipleN Chapter 1 I have an older brother and two younger sisters. Mother is divorced, and my few memories of my father aren't so memorable. He left us while mom was pregnant with Shelley. I forgot about him by the time I learned to jerk off

She was my best friend for years. Then she betrayed me. I was going to make her pay. I decided to exact my revenge on her I waited for her to come out of her work. It was dark. So dark that I didn't have any problems keeping to the shadows

Harry Potter and the Spellbook of Desires Chapter Sixteen – Potions Master Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author

Cassie's New Friend By Samantha Skin Cassie followed Zoe down the litter strewn street confused. They were far away from the high school, all the way in the dangerous corner of the city.. She had to fight to keep up because Zoe moved so fast

Karen hated Thursdays. She hated it because the last period was P.E, forcing her to take a shower afterwards (she hated the school showers, and always waited until all the other girls were gone before showering herslef) She hated her P.E. teacher. She hated her class

I woke up the next morning having barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes all I could see was my mom and the horrible things she had done to me. I wiped a tear from my face. I just couldn't understand why she would do that to me. She was my mother she was supposed to love me

It was the summer holidays. It had been three months since my mother had left my father. He was not a man to let himself die. Life had continued, almost as before, even if I missed my mother. Daddy did not let himself die, but he was more and more tense

Sammi sat straight up in the truck passenger seat and felt herself trembling. Both Joseph and Ol'Jack were looking at her. "You okay" Joseph asked then continued, "You were talking and groaning in your sleep but you looked tired so I didn't want to wake ya

You join me sitting in my local pub, the Kingfisher, surrounded by my usual Friday night drinking buddies. There’s plenty stories to be told about us but tonight concerns a particular girl called Debbie. But first let me introduce myself, I’m Dave

of the low leather chair, her Michael Kors handbag on the floor besides her, her plain white coffee cup on a saucer in front of her, her eyes scanning across the quiet cafe, looking for her friend, Victoria, who just a couple moments ago had been queued behind her, ordering her own life-giving drink

Lilly was walking slowly down an dark alley. The place was filthy. Dirty ground, some bins, trash, and a never drying paddle of water in the middle. All windows from the alley side were either covered or dark

The luxurious boardroom of the prestigious law firm of Pierce, Pierce, Singer, Melanchthon & Associates, resembled an exclusive club with its walnut panelled walls, hung with paintings and photographs of selected predecessors, once important themselves, now long departed