Non-consensual sex - Page 42


The doctor's office was plain, the walls decorated with just a few framed diplomas. The psychiatrist/bitch sat behind the desk looking at me, an opened notepad on her lap. "So you want me to tell you all about it," I said. She just looked at me. "Ok, here goes..
Monday The alarm rang and Sally woke up, turned it off as fear seemed to wash over her and for a second she was not sure why; then it all came back to her, the violation, and the stranger every detail of the weekend
Recently I was having a conversation with Hail4Leather (yes the same Hailey who is the main character in the "always pull your curtains" series) and asked her about fantasies & dreams. She wrote back with a fantastic deion of being ravaged by a pack of werewolves
My 2nd story, took me an hour or so. Pretty rushed I guess, any comments appreciated:) Hope you enjoy. Dafomir was certainly one of the unlucky members of the Horde, having been chosen to participate in the campaign on Argus it meant certain death for many



Ms. Fitch was a young attractive twenty four year old teacher fresh out of school. It was her first job and her first day at the local high school. She walked down the hallway enjoying the stares from the young students. She had to admit she did look hot in her new outfit



Taken Eight cylinders growl to life as I turn the ignition in my mustang. I step on the clutch, spinning my tires in the low gear. It's an ominous sign, considering what I'm speeding off to do. The interstate is bare and lays like a wanton whore before my lecherous tires



I picked up my key at the front desk before climbing into the elevator and heading up to my room on the third floor. Being 18, I had been allowed to pay for my own room and had not needed to share with two other people like most of my classmates who were only 17. The room was nice



Making The Grade by LindsayO© I have brought this story over from another siteenjoy! Sitting at her desk in the back row of her Advanced Calculus class, Hilary is hiding behind her text book and a bottle of Iced Tea nail polish



Her name was Catarina a sixteen year old girl who lived on the Earthia Island. A festival was being held for the beast of the sea, this year she was chosen to play the song for him and she practiced every day so she could play it perfectly
It was late Saturday night when I experienced a rush I never had before in my life. This was something I had always thought about before, but never followed through with, fearing for the consequences with my girlfriend


Mikayla stood draped in darkness at the edge of the jungle; the canopy blunting the rays of the sun some 40 feet above her
‘How could my life go to shit like this?’ Asked Rose to herself. Rose Vachite was a petite woman, small in stature but her bust and rear were the envy of many woman. Her long red hair streamed down to her waist, her green eyes sparkle with curiosity at everything she saw
Note: Thank you readers for your patience. My job that pays requires too many hours. This does not leave me enough time for this, but here it is finally and I am working on the next day
Kean was looking out the windows from his place of work. He could not see fifteen feet from the building because of the snow. He was the last person at work and it was his responsibility to close the building and call security so the automatic alarms could be initiated



Melissa knelt in the living room naked except her collar next to the recliner. Mike sat in his recliner watching TV, the dogs laying on the couches sleeping. After signing the Rules of the House and the Contract she felt a little better