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The battle was over. The empire had won a decisive victory. The defeated army had surrendered. Several thousand prisoners had been taken. Most would be auctioned off as slaves in the empires markets. They were the lucky ones

MARIA Katya showed Maria into her office and, taking a long-neglected key, locked the door behind them. Maria was an advocate of some distinction, about Katya’s own age, tall and slim with an oval face framed by waves of chestnut hair

ritten: April 27 2006 Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to () ************************************ NOTE: the main idea for this story came from the movie "She’s The Man" a movie about a girl who goes to school posing as her twin brother

KATYA'S ORDEAL Entering the main hall, Katya looked around in wonder. The room was a riot of Bokhara carpets and cushions, hangings of silk and muslin, loops of chain and rope. At irregular intervals along the walls preserved heads hung by their hair

A month passed and Sally, shaken by her experience with the train, vowed that she would never contact Deathmaster again. But something happened

Chapter 5 We stayed in Monaco for about 8 days, there was lots of abuse whilst I was there, and on the last day,they decided to throw a party, I was going to be guest of honour, (More likely Fucked Guest).

Warning: this story contains graphic rape and murder. Don't read it if this isn't your cup of tea

"Brunette, one o'clock from where I'm sitting, black dress," Jake said under his breath. We were sitting across from each other, so I would have to turn around to look

SOUTHERN AFGHANISTAN: 1530 hours local time. "SHIT SHIT, SHIT, RED LIGHT . HYDRAULICS." " Roger Captain. I see it." replied the male voice, calm as always. " Looks like we better be setting it down right now. There. The road at 2 o’clock looks like the only flat ground I can see

Hiding in the shadows he watched her. Her long, shiny, blue-black hair and pale skin illuminated by the silver light of the moon. It was late. Past midnight. He watched her make her way up the stairs, and fumble for her keys

Warning, this story is not for everyone. It contains snuff and rape. If this is not your cup of tea, do not proceed. You will not find what you are looking for down below. If however you are looking for something like that, then enjoy. All characters are above the age of 18

It was about 6 PM, as i was on my way home from school,i was really mad,because i've had plans for this evening already but my sport teacher made me stay because i was sick 2 weeks ago and i've missed alot

Police and secret services would investigate tirelessly the events that unfolded on April 24. 2000. But they would barely be able to piece together a nameless sequence of events

I didn't mean to kill my girlfriend! I know it's cliche but, in my case it's true. Let me tell you my story and than you can judge for your self

Diary of the Kosmetics Killer (Entry # 1) I often fantasize about women. Unconscious women. Lovely unresisting ladies that I can manipulate, rape and have total control over