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Background, I have known Chloe for a couple of years and made her my live in fuck toy slave. Chloe likes to be treated rough and humiliated, it's one of my favorite things about her since I have a dominant personality and enjoy treating her like the whore trash she is

Tuesday morning, Sashe woke to a faint whisper coming from inside the bedroom. Rock, (Sashe's man) was on the talking on the phone in code. Sashe knew what he was talking about, being with him for so long she got used to his language

Cathy: In this story I try to tell much of the story from a man's point of view, which is not easy for me. Mark reluctantly finds himself eventually in a position I think most men would love. ps (to Jon-J): I read your speculation comment at the end of my last story

Chapter Six As Thomas entered the abandoned house, Veronica's screams filled his ears. She was naked on the table, Joey and Ethan fucking the shit out of her ass and cunt. Blood was smeared across her face from where Chad, her brother, had broken her nose

Their she stood, pool side, my aunt. Early 40,s her rich, slim body. Her small tit's covered by her bikini top and her flat stomach narrowing to her bikini line. The faint outline of her pussy drove my young cock crazy. I was 17 at the time

I landed in Iraq two days later. Waiting for me was an armoured car with several military guards. “Hello Mr. Ryker. My name is Saad. I hope your flight was comfortable. Mr. Husayn is waiting for you at his palace in Adhamiya.” “Good. Take me to him

First things first i am not the original author of the title, came across this on a different site..

Breaking Cain. Chapter 1: The Break In The house was dark, the only sounds around, was the soft repetitive click of the clock quietly ticking away. The house was still and everyone was obviously sleeping

Amy woke up gradually, stretching her arms over her head. She froze in place when realization hit her. She had forgotten what day it was. Today was her 17th birthday. In older times, it would be a cause for celebration

Magnus lay entwined with Darius for quite some time. He found himself lightly tracing the myriad of scars that covered the boy’s skin. “What’re all these from?” He asked softly. “I’m a klutz.” Darius answered simply. The response sounded like a well-rehearsed line to Magnus

A Vow Broken…or Was it? By Phyllisroger Code: M/F, teen, non-consensual, public sex…exhibitionism It wouldn’t happen these days but when my boyfriend and I started dating there were different rules: condoms were hard to find, virginity was important, casual sex was for ‘other’ people, etc

Chapter Five part 2 Author's note to readers. Nothing about this story is meant to portray any of the characters are under eighteen years of age despite the obvious sexual immaturity of the main characters

ABIGAIL AND THE POLE === She had thought that pole dancing was only for strippers, and that as a feminist she should object to it, but her friends kept telling her that it was great for fitness, a genuine skilled artform, and that it made them feel really empowered

Back when I was in college, I, like most people in their early twenties, drank quite a bit more than was strictly healthy. Also like most college kids, one of the drinking games I played most often was beer pong

I was about 23 at the time, and in the perfect spot in my life. I was making alot of money at my job as a lawyer, and I had a fiancee that understood and respected my dreams. I was also beautiful, and I knew it

Thanks for the suggestions from last story. I did make some changes in this continuation piece of Amy's Rape, but this chapter wasn't thought out to be "that type" of chapter. I wanted to present characters and a little background. Becky's story is next and will be more graphic

After cleaning himself up, Silas released Ian’s hands from the headboard and put his belt back on. He tossed a damp washcloth at the boy, who scrambled for it, yearning for the feeling of cleanliness after the session

I was a 5 feet 25 girl, small for my age and also a chubby girl, as you can imagine I wasn’t popular at school, and suffered bullying for a few years. I was very very very shy, tremendously shy. I lived alone with mom, she was a nurse, and worked in different shifts

ne with her when a large city refuge truck with four men aboard rounded the corner, they had been on a late afternoon special pick up and when the driver saw the girls especially Trina, big, beautiful, and naked, he had immediately jammed on his brakes bringing the big truck to a screeching halt!

Alice had been wanting to improve her time on her runs for a while. Her college track coach - Mr. Garren - was more than happy to oblige. She showed up to the indoor track in the late evening