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Evil Souls Have No Limits

This is chapter one of this series. There will be several chapters. Also, this story will tie INS, coincide, and interact with another author’s story on this sight. I hope you enjoy it. It is just a fiction fantasy and do not condone the acts within nor should this be attempted. I will welcome all comments positive or negative. However, I do request negative responders to speak intelligently if you wish me to take you seriously. I am an amateur at this so hopefully I will get better throughout the chapters.

Fiction

Eve and the Peeping Tom

Author’s note:
This story is meant to sexually excite without any claim to literary merit. I warn readers that in part it has cruel and sadistic content, so if that is not your thing, then don’t go reading it and then giving a negative vote because of the sadism.
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Word about the “Peeping Tom” had rapidly gone around the street. People were warned to make sure that their curtains were well drawn and the windows were closed.
Rob expressed concern to his wife Eve, that he was working a night shift and that she would be at home alone.
“Don’t worry,” Eve had assured him, “I’ll keep everything well locked up.
Evening came, and with Rob away at work, Eve began to feel lonely for him.
Flicking through the TV channels, she found nothing worth watching, and so she logged onto the internet.
Soon she was looking at the wonderful photos of men’s cocks on her favourite sex site. She knew that her husband would be shocked if he knew what she got up to each time he worked nights.
Eve’s hand slipped up beneath her skirt and began to softly rub around the mound of her pussy.
She spread her legs slightly and, sliding her hand under her pants, her fingers began to softly glide through her wet slipperiness.
A finger either side of her clitoris soon had her breathing hard and slowly pumping her hips in a fucking manner.
Her mind dreamt of fucking and sucking all of the lovely, gorgeous cocks that appeared on her computer screen.
She so much wanted to be fucked that she went and got her favourite bottle for masturbating.
Laying back, with her knees up and her legs apart, she began to fuck herself while continuing, with her other hand, to tease herself so that she became more and more aroused and sexy.
She was lustfully driving herself wild with feeling and fucking herself when she realised that she was thinking of the Peeping Tom that had been talked of. “What a sight he would have if he looked through my windows,” Eve mused to herself.
Now, with this sexy thought in her mind, Eve began to imagine what it would be like to be watched as she fucked and mauled her pussy.
She found herself being more and more aroused by the thought of some pervert looking through her window at her performing.
Wicked demons in her mind began to tell her that she should open her curtains in the hope that the pervert might come.
No sooner had these thoughts come to her mind that she banished them.
Moments later though, she was once more fantasising about being watched.
Eve considered that, with the warning having gone around, there would certainly be no open windows or imperfectly drawn curtains to attract the pervert.
That latter thought now seemed to take hold in her mind. With all of the neighbourhood windows carefully shrouded, any one window with a light shining forth into the night, would surely attract the pervert’s attention.
Her common sense, along with her moral values, began to do battle with the same wicked demons which now urged her on to open the curtains just a little.
Eve panted and began to moan softly as her lust rose and she fucked and played with herself more and more urgently.
Her mind was imagining the Peeping Tom watching her, and these thoughts made her wilder and sexier.
“Come on,” the demons in her mind urged. “Just open the curtains a little bit – imagine how sexy and sluttish you’ll feel with the possibility of being seen.”
Eve was panting with lust as she rose to her feet and moved to the side of the window to tug on the operating cord.
She pulled on the cord. The curtains opened some few inches. Her lust told her to open them more. Again she tugged so that the curtain opened quite enough for anyone outside to be able to get a good look inside.
Eve quickly moved to the door and flicked the light switch off.
Back to the window she peered out into the darkness of the night. There was no moon and being slightly overcast, it was quite dark outside.
Back to the door, Eve switched the light back on and once more took up her position on the sofa.
Her lustful excitement new no bounds now that she had provided that opportunity to be seen and spied on.
She mauled and fucked herself, getting more and more frantic and worked up until she was out of control and going mad as her lust surged to greater and greater heights, overwhelming her with the gorgeous, wonderful, unbearable sensations.
Meanwhile, across on the other side of town, a guy stood gazing out of his window at the night. He knew that it might be risky as he he too had heard the rumours of the Peeping Tom.
Behind him on the sofa, his two room mates were looking through porno magazines and, every now and then, rubbing at the huge bulges in their pants.
Finally, after much consideration, the first guy pulled on his jacket and announced that he was going out.
His two friends warned him that he would need to be extra careful, given that people were aware of what had been going on.
Tom, for that was indeed his name, decided that it would be best to take the car and go right across to the other side of town.
For some time he cruised slowly up and down all of the quieter, more secluded streets. He was pleased that the weather was quite overcast so that the night was dark and much less risky that if it had been moonlit.
He slowed the car and considered a lit window in one house. Too risky he decided. He would have needed to go down the narrow driveway and there would be no escape if anyone came.
He was specifically searching for lit windows which looked as if they might be bedrooms or bathrooms.
A couple of other possibilities presented themselves and twice he even parked the car and quietly slipped up to the windows to check them out but each time found them not to be what he needed.
Tom, being aware that people had talked of the Peeping Tom having been seen in the area, was a little nervous and began to consider that it was indeed too risky and that he should head home.
He made up his mind to check on just a couple of other streets and then give up for the night.
Cruising down one street at no more than idling speed, he spied a window with the light on and the curtains open just a small amount. He considered that it could be a living room or it could be a bedroom.
Tom let the car come to standstill as he glanced up and down the street. Nice and quiet. Plenty of trees and bushes casting shadows and giving plenty of scope for hiding is anyone should come along. He decided that he’d check out this window.
Letting the car slowly move on, Tom idled along the street before parking some way along from where he had seen the lit window.
He clicked the car door closed, making sure not to make any noise which might attract attention, then quietly and swiftly walked back to where he had seen the partly opened curtains of the window.
Nervously glancing about, he didn’t hesitate in disappearing from the street and making his way to the window which was at a convenient height from the ground so that his head and shoulders reached to just above the sill.
“Fuck!” he muttered under his breath as he thrilled at the sight that presented itself within the room.
Of course you, the reader, will have realised that it was Eve inside the room that this pervert had been lucky enough to find.
Imagine the sight which greeted him. He had thought to perhaps see some girl or woman undressing, but here was a slut with knees up and apart, fucking and mauling herself. He could hardly believe his eyes, but his rapidly hardening cock certainly told him that the sight was real.
The pervert unzipped his pants, and, taking out his now rock hard cock, he began to slowly masturbate as he watched the woman through the window. She was a little thing, not very tall and with a small, trim body. She had a sweet face and certainly didn’t look like the slut that she appeared to be. Her actions though, showed that she was filled with lust as she frantically pumped her hips onto the bottle with which she was fucking herself.
The pervert, Tom, gloated at the sight of this woman writhing and heaving and driving herself towards orgasm.
Eve had indeed reached a climax. She fell limp on the sofa, panting as if she’d just run a mile. The lull in her masturbation lasted only moments though, and as soon as she began to calm a little, her fingers were once more exploring and teasing her pussy in order to once more drive herself crazy with lustful delight.
For some half an hour or more she kept driving herself to wonderful delights of orgasmic delight.
Her mind had been constantly fantasising that she was being closely observed the whole time, but now as she calmed down a little, she knew that this was all in her mind.
She glanced at the curtains open just that little bit. She noticed the slight change of shadow just above the window sill but knew that it was just the shadow of the bushes outside moving in the breeze.
Eve stretched luxuriously, moving her arms back above her head and arching her body as she stretched. Her skirt was still up around her waist and her pants down around her thighs.
She moved her head around in a circular motion to stretch her neck muscles as well. As she did so her gaze momentarily swept over the mirror on the wall opposite the window.
Eve froze. Her eyes immediately went back to the mirror. She could see the window reflected in the glass. She could see the dark shape at the bottom of the window. She could see the vaguely changing light caused by the leaves moving in the breeze, but the whole time the darker shape, the shape of a head and shoulders, remained completely stationary.
Eve was filled with conflicting sensations of panic and lust, and so she remained stationary on the sofa.
The wicked demons again began their work. “This is what you want,” they told her, “you want to be a whore and a slut – show him more, show him more.”
Eve let one leg slip over the edge of the sofa while she lifted the other so that her legs were wide apart. Her hands went to her pussy. Her heart was pounding and her breath was coming in shallow gasps. Her lustful excitement knew no bounds. She began to fuck herself with the bottle, now heaving her hips vigorously as she fucked herself.
This was crazy, she told herself, and yet she pulled her top up and exposed her small breasts, fondling them and displaying them for the pervert.
Eve’s mind began racing along dangerous tracks with an idea in her mind that was sheer madness but in her extreme lust was taking hold of her.
She was telling herself that it was lunacy to do the thing that she envisaged, but even as she thought this, her lust drove her to get up off the sofa and go to the front door of the house. She stood trembling with nervous excitement, her hand on the latch.
“Yes, yes, do it,” her evil demons urged her. She turned the key and opened the door.
The pervert outside, had watched as Eve had left the room. In the quiet still of the night he had heard the turn of the key in the door which was close to his position at the window. He had prepared to flee, not knowing whether it might be the slut’s husband, or even the slut herself with a gun. But then he had seen Eve step forward, her top still up under her armpits so that her small, white breasts were beautifully exposed and her hand still holding her skirt up.
Momentarily they faced one another, each with a frightened look.
The pervert rapidly realised the true situation that here was a slut ready for fucking.
“Are you alone,” the pervert asked quietly.
“Yes, my husband’s at work,” Eve heard herself replying, not consciously having formed the words.
The pervert moved forward, his huge cock still sticking out in front of him, and which Eve’s eyes had constantly been attracted to.
The man roughly pulled Eve into the house. She sunk to her knees and took the wonderful, gorgeous cock into her mouth, sucking it softly and deeply right to the back of her mouth.
The man grasped her head in his large, powerful hands and dragged her head onto his rampant cock, forcing it into her throat and making her gag and choke.
Eve had been caught off guard. She was choking and she struggled to get off his cock so that she could get a breath of air. The man pulled her head off his cock and gave her a heavy slap across her cheek.
“Shut up and suck it, you fucking whore,” he roughly growled.
Eve, even though her face stung from the man’s slap, thrilled to this treatment. She had read of this sort of thing in the stories, and now she was being treated in that same way. She took a deep breath and began sucking skillfully on the gorgeous cock.
The man intermittently took hold of Eve’s head and vigorously and roughly fucked it with rapid, driving plunges right to the back of her throat. He would then slap her cheeks with several hard blows, and calling her a “dirty fucking slut” would let her continue sucking.
Eve’s soft hands lightly caressed the man’s huge, heavy testicles as she sucked softly and skillfully. The guy then slid his cock out of her mouth and told her to lick his balls.
Eve eagerly moved her mouth down to the hairy pouch and licked them with the flat of her tongue dragging over them and lifting them so that they then swung slightly.
With slightly opened mouth, along with her lapping tongue, she gently slurped and sucked the man’s hairy balls.
After a short time the man pulled away. “Lift your face up,” he told Eve as she knelt at his feet. She tipped her head back obediently and looked up at him.
Slap! A sharp smack with the flat of his hand struck her across the cheek.
Eve gave a little gasp and a whimper as the blow hurt her.
“You’re a dirty fucking whore, aren’t you bitch,” the guy sneered as he looked down at her.
Eve looked happily up at the man, but then another sharp slap made her dizzy and she wobbled slightly.
“Don’t fucking ignore me you stupid fucking cunt,” the man snapped at her. “Tell me what a whore you are.”
Eve, still reeling from the blow, but eager to play the game, looked up submissively and repeated the words, “yes, I really am a dirty whore for you.”
The words thrilled her and she could feel her pussy so wet that she was sure that she was dribbling down her thighs.
“Stand up bitch,” the man ordered, and Eve quickly rose to her feet.
Standing at over six feet, the man towered over Eve who barely measured five, two. He roughly dragged off what clothing Eve still wore, and then turned her around and around as he admired her trim figure with her small breasts and tight little ass.
“Get me something to tie you up with – anything will do,” the man commanded.
Eve knew that this was sheer madness on her part, but she nevertheless hurried to fetch a number of pairs of pantyhose to be used for her restraint.
Minutes later, Eve was standing submissively watching as the man tightly bound her breasts with one of the stockings. He pulled the bindings as tight as he could so that Eve’s small breasts were soon displayed as two firm, hard, rough globes which were rapidly changing from red to a purplish colour.
“Hold out your hands,” the man ordered.
Eve did as she was told and watched passively as the man tightly bound her wrists together.
Having achieved what he wanted, the man began slapping Eve’s tightly bound breasts, causing her to cringe away and cry out in pain.
“How will you explain your black and blue tits to your husband,” the man teased her as he continued hitting and slapping in spite of Eve constantly backing and turning and trying to get away.
Eve felt as if her breasts were on fire as they became more and more tender and each sharp slap hurt more and more.
Eventually, with Eve constantly backing away and trying to protect herself, she fell backwards onto the bed.
The man decided that it was time to fuck, and so he climbed between Eve’s naked thighs and began mauling her very slippery pussy.
Eve trembled with excitement as she felt the big, lust swollen cock probing and entering her vagina. In it slid until their bodies pressed lovingly, lustfully, ravenously together.
Eve was soon in a delirium of lustful delight as the man fucked and fucked and fucked her, all the time kissing, biting, mauling, pinching, slapping her body and calling her the filthiest, most demeaning names. Ah! this was heaven!
On and on the man fucked her. Shoving, pumping, pile driving his wonderful, gorgeous cock into her pussy which was literally swimming with her juices.
Eve bucked and heaved, moaning and panting with uncontrollable desire.
“Where’s your phone,” the man suddenly asked.
Eve’s brain took a moment or two to register as to what he was saying, but then muttered that it was in the bedside drawers.
The man rummaged through the drawer, then, finding the phone, he dialled.
After just a moment’s wait, Eve heard the man telling some friends about her and suggesting that they come and fuck her.
“What’s your address?” the guy interrupted his conversation to ask Eve for directions
“Thirteen, Mountain View Street,” Eve unhesitatingly responded, then even added further directions to make sure ….. “turn off Hansen Street.”
The man transmitted the directions to his friends and then resumed fucking. “You’re going to be fucked like you’ve never been fucked,” the man laughed as his cock plunged once more into her waiting pussy.
Eve was soon lost in a frenzy of all consuming orgasmic passion. She gave herself entirely to her lust and desire, and would never have even heard the knocking on the door.
The man got off her and went to let his friends in, leaving Eve laying there with legs spread and her wet, pussy gaping and dribbling juice onto the sheets.
The man brought his two friends into the bedroom and they marvelled at the sight of Eve as she lay there oblivious to everything other than her desire to be fucked and used as a sex object.
They released the bonds on her wrists and soon Eve was being heaved about like a sex doll and fucked in her mouth and her pussy, with the three men taking turns on her.
After a minute or two, one of the men went to the kitchen and found a two litre soft drink bottle. Emptying the contents down the sink, he then filled it to the brim with water and took it back to where his two pals were pumping their cocks into Eve’s body.
“Enema time,” the man with the bottle laughed as he went up to Eve and gave her a sharp slap across the face and, grabbing a handful of her hair, wrenched her to her feet.
Eve was dragged to the bathroom and bent over. Her ass was greased with a bit of lubricant, and the neck of the two litre bottle was pushed up her anus.
Eve felt the water filling her intestines as the men squeezed the bottle. More and more of the water was forced up her ass into her body until she felt her intestines bulging and her anal muscles working as they tried to evacuate it all.
When almost the entire contents of the bottle had been forced up into her, Eve was made to hold the bottle in while the men stood well back. She then pulled the neck of the bottle from her ass, and a huge gushing rush of water poured from her anus.
The men mockingly groaned and feigned disgust at the putrid mess.
Eve turned on the hot shower and quickly cleaned herself so that she was soon ready for the next lot of fucking which this time included being fucked right up her ass.
The men took turns at fucking her pussy, ass and mouth, regularly swapping about so that cocks went from pussy to ass, ass to mouth, or mouth to pussy and back again to her mouth, with Eve the whole time, totally submissive and letting herself go to her lust and love of this treatment.
“Let’s make the slut cry,” one of the men suggested.
They agreed that it would be fun and so they told Eve to kneel on the bed.
“Tip you head back a bit,” she was told.
Eve did as she was told and the men, each taking turns, began slapping her firmly across her face.
“You stupid, fucking cunt.” “You dirty little whore.” “You cock loving fucking bitch,” the abuse flowed as she was slapped.
Eve felt the tears coming to her eyes as the slaps across her face hurt her more and more. She felt happy though, that she was being treated in that way.
The men laughed and joked amongst themselves as Eve’s tears developed and she began to sob and cry more until the tears streamed down her face.
Having satisfied themselves with that bit of amusement, the men next decided to hang Eve upside down by her ankles, while they amused themselves with her body.
She was a little apprehensive but Eve nevertheless took part passively as the men took her to the garage and found ropes which they tied firmly about her ankles.
Soon she was hoisted into the air and was hanging upside down by her ankles, with her legs well apart so that her pussy was obscenely displayed.
The men amused themselves by fucking her pussy with various bottles that they found stacked on a shelf, then one of the men found her husband’s golfing equipment and they, one after the other, began pushing the golf balls up into her ass.
Twelve golf balls they inserted up Eve’s ass, so that they formed a flexible dildo which penetrated some twenty inches up into her intestines. Having performed that task, and finding some pieces of cane standing in a corner, they began flogging the insides of Eve’s thighs until she was screaming in pain.
“Best shut the fucking slut up or the neighbours will hear her,” one of the men said in alarm, and he crammed four of his fingers into Eve’s mouth and pulled her head right back so that she was effectively silenced and was reduced to making choking, gagging noises.
They thrashed the tender flesh of her thighs viciously until the white skin was striped with fiery red welts.
Eve’s eyes were staring and the tears were pouring forth as the pain raced through her body.
The men, getting more and more excited by Eve’s suffering, began also belting the canes down across the soft flesh of her bottom. She jerked about as she hung there upside down and suspended by her ankles, so that she was swinging and lurching around on the end of the rope.
“Fucking fantastic!” the man with his fingers jammed in Eve’s mouth marvelled in sadistic delight. “Look at the poor fucking bitch, she’s almost going fucking crazy.”
The other two men stopped their flogging to look at Eve’s face which was indeed contorted with pain, tear stained, and panic stricken.
“It must be almost unbearable for her,” one of the guys marvelled with enthusiasm.
“Let’s beat her cunt, that will give her fucking excruciating pain,” the other suggested.
They took up the canes once more and began thrashing them down right across Eve’s gaping pussy which glistened with a mixture of cum and her own juices.
The man jamming her mouth with his fingers, began slapping Eve’s still tightly bound, purple breasts, and occasionally gave her a good hard slap across her tear stained face as she twisted and shook about on the end of the rope.
The extreme sadism only ceased when Eve appeared to lose consciousness, no longer able to bear the horrendous and ghastly pain to which she was being subjected.
She was lowered down off the rope and taken back into the house and placed on the bed. Once she began to come to, the men, relieved to see that she was reviving alright, began to once more fuck her every opening until they each pumped their adulterous cum deep into her pussy, and standing back, looked at her laying there, panting lustfully with cum slowly oozing from her pussy.
Having satisfied their lust and beginning to think of the possible consequences of what they had done, the men began to get ready to leave. Their nervousness about the possibility of Eve telling her husband, with the subsequent involvement of the police, was quickly put to rest when Eve, battered and dishevelled, struggled to her feet and gave each of them a kiss full on the mouth, telling them that her husband would again be on night shift in two weeks time.

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Deryk: Be Careful What You Wish For……

While my other stories so far have all been centred on real-life events, this story is a bit of a departure for me. All I will say is that it is rooted in fact but only partly based on something that really happened……..

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Love or Torture?

CHAPTER ONE
It had taken a lot of convincing, but finally, FINALLY, Chloe’s parents had agreed to let her go on holiday with her friends over the summer. There were six of them going including her, going on a group holiday before going back to school. Chloe was over the moon. It had taken weeks of sucking up, extra chores, ‘love-me’ eyes and generally being over the top nice to convince her parents, but finally they had relented.
Chloe was above average looks for a girl of just 15. Long naturally wavy blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders to her mid back, bright blue eyes, flawless skin, curvy body (but only in the right places) Nice firm boobs with bright pink nipples, a heart-shaped bubble butt and long legs. Despite having long legs however, she only just brushed over five-foot-two, she really wasn’t tall.
She was probably the best looking of her group of friends, although the twins, Kelly and Cindy were also teenage knockouts. Both had jet black hair that was straight as an arrow, Kelly had hers only to her shoulders whilst Cindy’s fell all the way down to her butt. They each had blue eyes too, swimmers bodies and were tall, a good six inches over Chloe. They did everything together and turned many heads as they paraded through town wearing as little as was socially acceptable.
The other three girls, Danni, Jess and Lily were all good looking girls, but really weren’t in the same league as the others. Jess was carrying a little extra weight and Danni had a rather hideous pair of glasses that didn’t suit her at all and certainly didn’t do her any favours.
But none of this really mattered, they were all really close, and they were finally heading on holiday to Spain.
The weeks dragged by, Chloe ticking seemingly endless days off of her calendar, buying clothes and lotion and sunglasses and all the essentials for a girls-only holiday.
Eventually, the day arrived and her parents dropped her at the airport. Final hugs and warnings were given and her mother shed a tear as she waved her through the gate. Chloe was happy though, and was laughing as she took her seat next to Lily on the plane. Not a care in the world. Nothing could spoil this holiday.
She might have felt differently if she had known that this was the last time that she would ever see her parents.
The plane landed a little after nine PM local time, and it was not dark but evening was certainly setting in. As teenage girls always will when booking their own holidays, none had thought to book a cab to their hotel and so they found two outside the airport and after some pointing at maps and showing booking forms, the cab drivers loaded their luggage and set off.
The first sign that something was wrong was that the drivers headed off in the complete wrong direction. But having no local knowledge and not really focusing on where they were going, the girls didn’t notice this. It was getting steadily darker and as the initial excitement was wearing thin, the first trace that something was amiss dawned on Chloe.
They had left the city long behind and were deep into the country now. There were no buildings to speak of and the scenery was getting less and less green and turning almost into dry desert. Chloe looked across at Jess beside her, before glancing at Cindy in the front seat. They all exchanged worried and confused looks. Then she caught the eyes of the driver in the rear view mirror.
Before she even had time to work out what had happened, he had slammed the brakes on, sending her flying into the back of his seat. Cindy had very nearly smacked her head on the dashboard and Jess had been sent smashing into the seat in front of her as well. If she hadn’t been so worried about her own situation she would have noticed the other Taxi (which was slightly ahead of them) had stopped as well.
Recovering from her shock, she looked into the front to see the driver had knocked Cindy out cold. A trickle of blood was running from her forehead. Chloe screamed but she knew it was useless. The doors had automatically locked and they were in the middle of nowhere. The driver reached into the back, pinning her against the door. Jess was hammering at his back, but her efforts were barely evening bothering the man as he shoved a rag into Chloe’s face. She could barely breathe, she felt herself slowly slipping unconscious. Barely thirty seconds later, she blacked out.
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CHAPTER TWO
She was lying down on a bed. Across from her was a light brown door that was closed. She knew without having to be told that it was locked. A small round window was pouring light onto her face. She had woken with a start and realised that her wrists were shackled above her head to the bed frame. She had clothes on. The same she had been wearing. A tight fitting pair of denim shorts, a pink vest top and pop socks. Her shoes were missing. She had been comfortable in these clothes when she put them on, but now, somehow, she felt very exposed.
She had no idea how long she lay there for. By the time that she heard voices outside the door however, the light beam had moved all the way to her knees. A key turned in the lock and the door swung open. She had a brief look at another door on the other side of a hallway before a man entered and the door swung shut again.
He was tall. Much taller than her. And well-built as well. He wore a tight fitting tank top and cargo shorts. His beard was black and clipped short, like the hair on top of his head. His eyes were piercing; he seemed to take every detail of her in. He didn’t speak for a while.
‘So’ he said softly, ‘you’re English?’
He spoke with a Spanish accent for sure, but his English was very good.
‘Y-y-yes’ Chloe stammered back at him. Her heart was pounding and her brain was going a thousand miles an hour.
‘Hmmm’ it was disconcerting that his eyes never left hers. He never seemed to blink. ‘Vacation huh? You got a little bit more than you were expecting on this trip, huh little girl?’
There was no answer that she could give, but he didn’t seem to need one.
‘It does not matter. What matters is that you belong to me now. Your body, your mind. I own you little girl, that is all that matters!’
She was truly terrified. This was a situation that she had never even believed could happen outside of movies. All she could think of was one thing.
‘M-m-m-m-my friends! What h-have you done, w-with them? She stammered at him so fast she barely had time to think before saying the words.
‘Ha! Your friends are here. You are in with luck little girl. Normally we split groups like yours up, but we have had a request for six girls, and we were thinking we were out of luck until you came along’
She was confused. Her friends were safe. Well, they were here and by the sounds of it alive, but beyond that she had no idea what was going on. She managed to string together a question from what he had told her.
‘W-what do you mean a request?’
He cocked his head to one side and for the first time blinked.
‘You are all to be sold, to a very wealthy client. Tomorrow, we will move you to him’
Before that could sink in, he had moved to the door, opened it and was gone.
Sold?! She had been sold, her friends too! To who?
She began to cry. She was so terrified. Her thoughts were of her parents, so far away, so unaware of what their daughter was going through. They might not even notice anything was wrong for ten days. It would have been a small comfort to see her friends, but even they were beyond her reach for the time being.
She was hungry. Sleep would not come. She was thirsty.
It was dark before the door opened again.
The man who entered didn’t say a word. He simply carried a tray to her; on it was a glass of water, some bread and a slice of ham.
He fed her and gave her a drink, which she would have rejected if she had been in any position to move or struggle. Plus she was famished.
After he had done his duty, he left, Chloe’s shouted questions falling on apparently deaf ears.
She cried again, but with food and water inside of her, she could at least manage to cry herself to sleep.
The light hit her again. She woke with a start. The first man was in front of her again. He had a rope in his hand. She let her sleepy eyes wander to the door; two more men were standing there, holding long knives. He approached her, she whimpered but there was no compassion in his eyes. He tied the rope around her arms and then unshackled her before forcing a hood over her head. He was rough, pushing her to the door. He led her down the hall and shoved her into a van parked at the end. She fell to the floor but hit something soft, another person.
‘Hello?’ she whispered.
‘Chloe?’ came a voice that she recognised as Kelly’s. she sounded if anything more terrified than her.
‘Oh my god what is happening?!’ Chloe reeled off quickly. She felt a blow to her head and shriek to her left told her Kelly had received the same.
‘No talk, NO talk!’ came a gruff voice she didn’t recognise.
After a few minutes another thud told her another of her friends had been put in the van, then another, then another and finally, another. She didn’t dare say anything and none of them spoke either, although she head some muffled sobs.
They drove what seemed for hours. None of them speaking, seeing where they were going, just feeling the road go by beneath them.
After what seemed forever they stopped and the doors opened. She was roughly grabbed and dragged around what she assumed were halls. Faint music was playing in the background.
She was brought suddenly to her feet. Her hood was removed, but before she could get more than a glimpse of her surroundings, she was unconscious again.
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CHAPTER THREE
When she woke again she was tied to another bed. This time though, it was different. She was not on her back, she had been tied clamped in the doggy position. What was more, she was clean, had her hair back in a ponytail, but worst of all, was naked. She could tell this because she was facing a mirror. This was not an ordinary bedroom though. Whoever owned this was RICH! The sheets beneath her were silk she could tell, and the mirror was surely surrounded by gold? The walls were patterned beautifully and the room was perfumed and smelled beautiful. Behind her reflection she could make a door out, white.
Her head was unrestricted and she cast around for a better look at her surroundings, but nothing seemed to help. There were no windows in this room. As she turned her head she noticed something else about herself. Tied around her waist was a bow. Large and red, it too looked like it was made of silk. She looked, she thought, like a present.
The door burst opened and sprang back so quickly it shut again off of its hinges. The man who came through was taller even than the man who had taken her. He was black, extremely muscular, he wore only a red silk robe that left his torso bare and only covered the waist down. He certainly was not an attractive man. One of his eyes was white, there was no pupil and he had a terrible scar that cut down his cheek and made his beard look strange. However his physique made her think of body builders and pictures that she had seen of men like Arnold Schwarzenegger.
‘Good evening young lady’ he spoke, again with a perfect English dialect but his accent was African not Spanish. He spoke as though she was not tied to his bed and stark naked.
‘I am aware that this must be a very unusual situation you find yourself in. However you should know that I am not going to hurt you, so long as you do what I say’ he smiled. He was standing right behind her. He had not looked anywhere but her eyes, he was totally at ease.
She was bewildered. She was still petrified but there was something about this man that made her less afraid, she knew the terror was all coming from her and that this man was not telling her lies.
Then he said something that totally shattered that illusion.
‘However’ he carried on, the smile instantly gone, to be replaced with an expression of malice. ‘if you do disobey me, even slightly, your friends will be made to suffer and you will watch their punishment’
A cry of terror caught in her throat and her eyes welled up. The man however was smiling again.
‘Anyway’ he said brightly, as though they were about to discuss a movie or dinner, ‘let us get down to business’
For the first time he looked across her body. Down her neck, along her back across her spread bum cheeks, down her crack to her bright pink pussy, then down her legs, and back up to her face.
‘Very nice!’ he said, giving her a toothy grin. She noticed two of his teeth were missing.
He reached and undid the bow. It fell off of her, the silk brushing her sides. He stepped right up to her, cupping one cheek of her ass with his hand and leaning to her ear. She felt the power of the man as he leaned gently on her.
‘Just as a last reminder’ he almost whispered, ‘disobey me, and your friends will suffer’
He stood back again and released his robe. Despite her situation, Chloe could not help but gasp.
She had had sex before. Barely a year ago, her boyfriend had taken her virginity. However he had a penis about five inches long.
The man standing behind her defenceless body had a penis that was at least eight inches long. And it was soft.
‘You really are a present are you not!’ he exclaimed. Before she really saw him move he had raised his hand and it had come crashing down on her left cheek. It stung like fire and she screamed out loud at the force.
‘Now, young lady, no need to scream like that. You will not scream again, that is an order!’
She was ready for what happened this time, and as his hand came crashing down on her right cheek, her friends face played through her mind. She bit so hard into her lip, she bled.
‘Better’ he said smiling. She noticed that his cock was gradually hardening, it was up to ten inches and growing now.
He straddled her waist. Putting his massive tool between her thighs he squished them around it and began fucking her thighs. She saw in the mirror his one good eye was closed. It was a fully hard cock now sliding between her legs.
Without warning he slid his dick from between her thighs and put it at the entrance to her pussy. She gasped as the head pressed against her entrance and then in one fluid motion, he was inside her.
She shrieked.
His eye did not open. His rhythm did not stop. He began to fuck her. Slowly at first. His cock sliding all the way out of her pussy until only the tip was left in. then he would slowly insert it all the way back. He did about an inch a second.
It had hurt when he first went in, she was not horny, she was scared. However now. She had to admit, feeling that monster in her was turning her on.
He had not said anything about her outburst. Maybe it only applied to spanking? Or maybe he had been too caught up in the moment to realise.
Gradually the stroked got faster. He was putting more force in as well, his mighty sack was slapping at her as he thrust himself into her again and again.
She hated herself for it. But she came. Her orgasm burst over her, she had never cum so hard before. Careful not to risk crying out again, she satisfied herself with groaning and moaning as quietly as possible. It was not easy. He was filling her 15 year old pussy so well. It occurred to her in that state of orgasmic bliss, she never wanted that cock to leave her pussy.
Her eyes closed again, as she came for the second time. On and on he pounded, he did not tire. He just keep pounding away.
A finger slipped into her ass. It was unexpected, but she welcomed it. It was just another stimulation to bring her to her next mind blowing orgasm.
Finally. Just as she peaked for the third time. He came.
He spewed inside of her, the cum spurted so hard that even with his cock buried inside her tight little twat, it spurted out of the sides.
She was ashamed as she came back down. A tear rolled down her cheek.
‘You did good young lady’ he said, she was worried that he was not even out of breath. ‘Clean yourself up’ he indicated a box of tissues on the counter as he reached for a key and undid her bindings.
Not even bothering to retrieve his robe he walked to the door. He opened it and was across the threshold before he turned.
‘Oh, the second outburst did not go un-noticed’ he said, stern but looking over his shoulder so she could not see the emotion in his eyes. She stopped rubbing her wrists at once.
‘In half an hour, you will see what happens when you break my rules’ with that he slammed the door.
Chloe felt the tears come again, she had let her friends down. But worse. She had given herself totally, mind and body, to the man who had bought her as a slave.
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END OF PART ONE
(I will do more of this series if you want. I’ve got some ideas, let me know what you think)

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Cheerleader Leah

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My sib made me a sub (Part 4)

My new girlfriend decided to put a new twist on our relationship. If you don’t feel comfortable reading stories where a guy gets dildo fucked by three horny girls. Read a different story, if this sort of thing turns you on read on and enjoy.

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A House of Incest

Mostly fiction, this is one of my earliest stories.This story is not for the meek. It contains some nasty sexual content. Be forewarned.

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“BEHIND CLOSED DOORS”

I Saw You
By Blueheatt
…..These were the last words I ever wanted to hear from my sister Linda. My dad’s girlfriend Stella got careless. Sis saw Stella and I fucking in my pickup in the driveway late one night. The street light gave her second floor window just enough light, to look down and see us fucking. I had her dress up and her panties off in the front seat of my pick up. Sis could see my ass fucking away hard on her, thru the windshield.
Now what to say to her statement. She smiled like she was so clever and had put me in a real tight spot. She was 3 years older than me and had divorced and moved back home in her old room.
I think I knew what was coming.
She had teased me ever since I could remember. She loved to make me horny by rubbing up against me, talking about sex to watch me get a boner, adjusting her bra over and over while I watched. She would leave her bedroom door open as she dressed, and undressed when she knew I was close by. She would yell at me from the shower to bring her something, letting me see her a little naked. “Oh Sonny…could you unhook my bra?….could button the back of my dress?…she would say.
The hardest was when she would come in my room at bedtime, wearing a very skimpy nightie, no bra, no panties and sit on my bed. She would rub her legs, tits and a little pussy rub as she talked about nothing.
I wanked thinking about her many times, and I think she knew it.
I tried to ignore her, and never made a move on her. This just seemed to intensify her little game she liked to play. Now she had something to hold over me to get me to do anything she wanted me to,…. so she thought…..
I said: “Let’s go up to your room.” She got a bigger smile and wiggled her ass up the stairs in front of me.
I sat on her bed as she laid down in her long sheer night gown. She lifted one leg up to expose her no panties upper legs.
I said: “Ok…what’s it gonna take to keep you quiet?” I already pretty much knew her answer.
She surprised me at first. She said she was actually happy for Stella and I, because Stella wasn’t getting any sex at home…until now. Dad hooked up with another woman. He spent almost all his time at her place. This was right after sis left and moved in with her boyfriend.
I always wondered about the timing of that.
Stella hung on to me and I slowly became her fill in lover. It was all kept very discreet and quiet…but….she was a wild woman in bed. She let loose with all the things dad didn’t do. He had stopped having sex with her and spent a lot of time at his new girlfriend place.
Sis asked how Stella and I started having sex….
It started late one night. Stella asked me to give her a back rub. She lay face down on her bed and was naked except for a towel around her. She had a beautiful body. Hot legs, a firm ass, and nice tits. I tried not to react but I got hot rubbing her back. She removed the towel and said to keep going. Now I was rubbing her ass and legs. She opened up her legs wide exposing her pussy. I tried not to look but my eyes went right for it. She began to moan. I got a huge boner in my boxers, I couldn’t help it. Then it happened. She rolled over naked and whispered: (“..now do the front..”). She saw my big boner and began to breathe hard. I started rubbing her legs first. She put both knees up. Now her pussy was wide open and I could see everything. After a while she reached out and grabbed my hands and pulled me up on top of her. She whispered again: (“..now let me rub your back.”) I didn’t have a shirt on and her tits were now under my bare chest. My boner was resting right on her pussy. My boner was trying to cum right then. We lay there a while, both breathing heavy when I felt her thumbs slide inside my boxers at my hips. Her legs began to open wide.
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Sis lay on the bed as I told the story. I watched her breathing increase, and her hand played with one of her nipples. Now I was making her horny, for a change.
I continued with the story, but first she interrupted me to ask if Stella had said anything about dad’s ‘other women.’
I said no…but I lied.
Stella told me she always thought something was going on with dad and sis, but she had no proof.
I continued….
Stella started inching down my boxers until my boner was free. Now my boner was firmly laying pointing up and right on her clit. It felt again like it was going to cum. She rubbed my back so hot but just kept going. She began to rub my butt cheeks and let her hand dive between my legs. She felt my balls as she and I were really gasping for air now. She was breathing right in my ear and little moans started in. Her hands started moving all over me, running her fingers thru my hair and squeezing her knees together against my hips. I could tell she want to fuck bad, but held back. I felt my hands come up and feel her big tits. It was an automatic reaction. I was hurting I was so aroused. I closed my eyes and pretended she was my girlfriend, only with a better and hotter body. She started slowly lifting her pussy up and down. Each movement rubbing my boner across her clit and getting closer to going in her pussy. Now we both were moaning a little. I was going to cum with this feeling on my dick. She seemed to know it and lifted her pussy way up and….. in went my dick in her pussy. It was so warm and slick, my dick went into shock as she squirmed my dick in deeper. We never spoke, just our breathing and moans were heard. Her hands kept squeezing my butt cheeks over and over. She let her knees out to get me in deeper.
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My sister is now rubbing her pussy and a full massage of her tits. Her eyes are glazed over picturing all this in her mind. I smiled to myself and thought…she may have an orgasm over this story, now who’s making who horny?…I could see her fingers moving under her night gown and hear the clicking of her juices. Now she was giving me a live horny show, and I was loving it. Did she not even notice my big boner that looked like a big salami in my jeans? Nope, she was in a daze and I had control now. I was mean and paused. She said: “Yes…then what???” I smiled and said: “Well….it’s kind of embarrassing. “ She said loud: “Fuck that!, go on with it Sonny!”
( I was having a very good time after her years of sexually teasing me.) I was also enjoying looking at her hot body as she was masturbating. She was built like our real mom , with nice tits and a good figure. She was now hornier that I’d ever seen her. I laid down next to her and continued.
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I don’t know what kept me from cuming in Stella right away, I think is was too intense. She pulled me deeper and deeper in her until I was touching bottom. Now she began to shake and squirm hard. We were like a smooth fucking machine We blended together as one and her legs came up and held me tight in her. She began to moan out of control right in my ear. “oh …oh…oh god….Oh god…OHhhhhh!.”
She felt me shoot my first shot in her. She made groaning noises as her face got red and she shook hard. She moaned and climaxed so beautiful in my arms, it made me shoot harder and harder in her. We locked up and trembled. My dick and balls hurt from the strain. I couldn’t get air from her holding me so tight.
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I looked right in sis’s eyes. She was also red in the face and trembling, she burst out a moan and orgasmed while staring me in the eyes. I watched her keep fingering her pussy as she had gushed a little on her night gown. I leaned on my elbow and just watched her tremble and orgasm.
I had wanked many times thinking about her and I fucking wildly. Now I got to watch her orgasm right in front of me. I reached out and rubbed her arm. She jumped and scooted close to me, still rubbing her pussy. I let my fingers tease her neck and wander close to her nice tits. I watched her slowly close her eyes. I played with her like a new toy. Slowly my hand felt her tits and big firm nipples. I slowly opened the front of her night gown. She was going for another orgasm with both of her hands working her pussy.
I said: “Stella doesn’t need you knowing about her and I…ok?….and she doesn’t need to know anything about what you and I do either…right?…so let’s just keep all this between you and I. “ She nodded her head, still playing with her pussy. I said: “She will be home anytime now, but tomorrow she’ll be at work, and you and I can…well..” I leaned down and kissed her tits gently as she moaned and shivered again….she was now gasping for breath. I had to cum right now, and quick before Stella came home. I took down my pants, finally let my boner out and began to wank right beside sis. Now she could watch me cum like I watched her orgasm. I watched her hands masturbate her pussy as I went into a fantasy about me fucking her. Her eyes were locked on my boner as I stroked it faster and faster. She began to moan and tremble waiting for me to cum. I couldn’t hold it back anymore and shot a huge stream up in the air. I moaned and my body jerked out of control. My second shot was met by her hand above the end of my boner, feeling me shoot. That made me shoot harder and more. She began to squirt as her body jumped and squirmed. We both rolled towards each other and I shot cum on her pussy as she squirted on me. Shot and then squirt over and over. We both couldn’t believe it was happening. My body was acting on it own as was hers. She held my boner as I pushed it to touch her pubic hairs. I splattered more cum on her as she dribbled another squirt. We were both stunned.
It was the first and the best dual wanks for us….ever
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This changed everything.
We wanted to fuck each other so bad we trembled. We held each others faces and both whispered the same word: (“…tonight”).
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Linda thought…..
Oh damn!!….I’ve just had my mind taken to euphoria land…..He can fuck me anytime he wants……he shoots more and harder than any man I’ve every been with. I love it when a man gets this excited over me.
….…he finally got excited enough to want to have sex with me. We could have been fucking for a long time now, but he was just afraid of liking to fuck me to much. I knew he wanted to, all this time, I just had to tease him enough to go for it. He’s been fucking Stella, and not me. Tonight I’ll give him the fuck of his life. I’ve fucked a lot of guys and I know how to make him cum so hard, his balls will explode. I need a good fuck until the next guy comes along, and he’ll be my fuck buddy from now on. Damn his cock has grown from when I use to see it when he was little. I wonder what age he started wanking thinking about me. I’ll ask him, he’ll tell me anything I want to know now.
Damn, the little shit sure knows how to make me hot. I’ll own him and have him get me hot anytime I want him too. I bet he’s never eaten a pussy, I teach him plenty. He’ll be my little sex slave and make me climax good. I bet he’s never had a blow job. I’ll suck his cock so good, he’ll beg me to do it some more.
Seeing him and her fucking like crazy was the best thing that could ever happen. If he thinks she is good in bed, wait till I get a hold of him and fuck his boner crazy.
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Sonny…..
Stella snuggled up to me on the couch. Sis watched T.V. with us. When sis went the kitchen Stella whispered: (“…can you come to my room tonight?…I need you.”) I didn’t reply as sis came back in the room. When Stella went to the bathroom I quick told sis ’not tonight’, I have to go please her tonight. She whispered: (“..you can’t do this to me! Make me this hot and not show up!”) I said: (“…you can think about me when you wank tonight.”)
She glared at me….She was not pleased about that.
It was decision point for her.
If she told Stella that she saw her and I having sex. Stella would be horrified and no more sex for me, but no more sex for sis from me…or
….she could keep quiet and let Stella and I fuck and I’d fuck sis too.
She must have decided to keep quiet.
I decided to have sex with them both….maybe both in one night…..that idea go me real hot…
I went and got two glasses of wine. One for Stella and…one for me. None for sis. Stella smiled and started drinking hers down. When she wasn’t looking I kept adding a little of mine to her glass. Now she had 1 and ¾ glass in her. I got her another and did the same thing. Sis watched all this. When Stella went to pee, I whispered to sis: (“…change in plans, I’ll see ya later.”) She smiled big and pinched me on the ass. She whispered back: (…“two glasses of wine will knock her out. Three and you might want to fuck her quick before she passes out.”) I smiled and sat back down. Sis got up and flashed me her nice tits, then wiggled her ass to her room.
Stella came back and asked quietly: “Did she finally go to bed….good….let’s go to my bedroom.”
We quietly went up stairs and into her bedroom. She grabbed me instantly and the duel feel up began. We began undressing each other, feeling us all the way. She loved it when I slowly took her clothes off. She moaned quietly as my hands rubbed over her tits, ass and slid down over her pussy. I peeled off each item, kissing, licking and squeezing everything. She seemed extra horny tonight. She dropped to her knees and licked my boner, getting it all wet. She sure knew how to get me hot. I held her head and face fucked her a while. She gasp for air at times and licked all around my balls. I pulled her up and laid her on the bed all hot and naked. I rolled her over and pulled her ass up in the air. I started licking her hot pussy from behind. She was very wet and squirmed and moaned. I mounted her and reached around and fingered her clit. She squealed quietly and pushed back, as my cock slid in her pussy. I teased her with my slow moving cock. She wasn’t in the mood to wait and started rocking back on my cock and moaning. Both her hands took over rubbing her clit from my hand as I went for her nipples and rolled them firm. I loved to hear her moan in pulses….oh…oh…oh god…oh jezzzzzzz….oh yes…oh… oh.
Downstairs in sis’s room, she listened at the vent…
‘…they must have always fucked when I wasn’t around or at 3 in the morning when I was asleep. I can hear real good here at the bathroom vent. Damn, he’s got her moaning good….
Her mind drifted and the memories flashed back as she whispered to herself.….’dad can make me moan like that…… I need to call him and see when his girlfriend will be gone again.’…..
Hurry up Sonny, and then come and get the fuck you’ve wanked about for so long. My pussy is already wet and waiting for a hot fuck.
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Sonny…..
Stella was building up to a climax fast. She liked this doggy style for the first time. I massaged her tits and nipples as she started to shake and moan out….she pushed her pussy back firm and moaned loud. She started climaxed hard. Her whole body shook and she said: “Oh yes!… Sonny, don’t stop!” I shot a big loads in her as she felt it and moaned loud again. She started fucking faster and groaning as I shot more cum in her. Her hand rubbed her clit as she yelled out…”OH YES! SONNY!!!..OH…Oh…oh…, and dropped down fully on her shoulders. She quietly kept moaning over and over.
She was now going weak and breathing hard. Her knees sank down as she was now down flat….she was completely spent……
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I went in my room and went to bed.
It was about an hour later when I felt my sister crawling in bed with me. She was all excited and horny. She went down under the covers and I felt her jacking my cock. Then I felt the wonderful feeling of warm wet lips going over my ready boner. I got rock hard and moaned a little. I felt her taking off her night gown. She crawled in top of me and stuck my boner in her wet pussy. My hands came up and felt her warm tits. She held my hands and guided them all around her tits and nipples. She rocked on my boner, driving it deep in her. She then leaned over and whispered out of breath: (“..you’re…. the hottest brother….. a girl…. could ever have..”) Damn, she knew how to fuck good. She worked my boner in her and the next thing I new her tongue was licking at my lips. She rammed her tongue in my mouth and moaned as she started fucking me faster. I wrapped my legs around hers and my hands felt around her tits. This girl I had wanked so many times thinking about, was now on top of me, fucking me so good. I got so turned on I pushed my cock deep in her with each stroke. This made her more excited and we began our first fuck and It was going to be a heavenly one. She started pulling my hair as I squeezed her tits and her hard nipples. Our bodies started making a slapping noise as my cock was getting ready for a mega shoot. We hit it just right and my cum shot in her as she climaxed and shook. I think we got loud with our moans, we could care less. My cock was shooting wildly as her pussy worked it’s magic on my boner. Her pussy could somehow squeeze my boner all over as she moaned and squirmed. Our minds left us and euphoria took over. We were locked together in our arms tight. I pumped every last shot of cum I had in her. We lay twitching for a long time.
We agreed later, we had just had the best fuck of our lives and we were still in shock.
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Dad changes girlfriends every few months.
Now, myself, my sister and Stella all sleep together in Stella’s big bed, or wherever we end up. My dad, when he sleeps here, always sleeps downstairs in the den with the door closed.
He says the noise from our upstairs bedrooms keeps him awake….

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The Kink Palace

In the near future, a young Irish girl fulfills her fantasy of becoming a prostitute at Japan’s most expensive brothel: the Kink Palace, a place where there are no limits… only price-tags.

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Stress Test

In a world where virtual reality rules supreme, Casey uses an artificial double to safely suffer through some of the worst tortures a woman could ever experience. She loves every second of it.
Warning: This story contains very extreme, over-the-top depictions of BDSM and torture. It is a work of pure fantasy. Reader discretion is strongly advised.