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The day started like any other, Jessica, the star of the story, got up from bed and took a long look at her naked form in the full length mirror hanging on her wall. Jessica always slept in the nude, she liked the feel of the silken sheets on her bare skin smooth and sensual. Jessica began to admire her creamy white body in that mirror for what seemed like hours until her thoughts were
This story contains violent content if you find such things distressing please do not read on. Stacey Sherwood hated working late, she hated end of month figures, and most of all she hated her fucking PC for having erased all her figures for the day
United States and the institution of the National Female Culling Act of 2060 implemented by congress to solve the worlds meat shortage, by using the meat of young girls age 18 - 30, who would be butchered by hand using various sharp knives and cleavers while still alive or by using The Jessica 3000
The three slaves kneel panting by the bedside, each moving up and down rhythmically. Between each of their legs is a dildo, stuck to the floor and now drenched with their juices. Their slim bodies twisting and writhing while being impaled by them
Warning: Two women die by the sword - the wound inflicted in the worst possible place. Don't read this if you're squeamish or have problems with reading about female sexual torture by a male
“In the top news this hour – A landmark Supreme Court decision to reverse underground performer Vince Doesmore’s conviction in the widely publicized Brandy Wine murder case
Phillip rose out of bed to turn his alarm clock off. He kept it on the other side of the room, as he had a habit to hit the snooze button too many times. After hitting the ‘off’ button, Phillip reached up to rub at his eyes
WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental
Chapter 3: The Stage is Set It was day sixteen. Before me lay the beach, the water some two hundred paces away. Dozens and dozens of ships crowded the fjord, each packed full of warriors. Blue-green banners flapped gently above furled sails, emblazoned with a white tower castle
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It all began with a chance encounter in an Internet chat room. Sally was doing her favorite thing . . . flirting with the boys in an adult room, and when stimulated enough by the boys she linked with, getting in some serious masturbation
The camera swims into focus on her breasts, filling the entire frame. Backing up a little, a hint of a smile can be seen at the top of the screen as she moves her hands up and over her breathtakingly full globes
Kevin and Lana were in trouble. They had wanted to go home as their high-school activities ended, but at one point, three very shady and angry guys blocked their path
Disclaimer: The following story is graphic and extreme, featuring disfigurement, incest, rape and a whole host of other perversions that would offend ordinary senses. I would never do anything in this story to anyone, but a little fantasy now and then isn’t a bad thing
Shelly is sat before a table in a large, dank chamber. She sits upon an ornate leather throne. She is only twelve years old. She is very pretty, with blonde curtains. She wears a tight shirt of thick purple latex. It has been specially prepared for little Shelly by the Master
e you, he he" He said placing a hand on her shoulder, "You trust me to go in and spit her alone?" Jessica asked "That's the deal and when you are done with her there are four more spits now available and waiting to be filled, think you can handle that?" Jerry said removing his hand from her shoulder
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