My sister carrie

Chapter One My sister should have known better. Our mother was fanatically against drugs of any kind. She would rail about kids using drugs, and preached to us all the time about how we dare[…]

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Belinda 2

Note: Yeah I hate these too so I’ll be quick. Interesting note is right after I posted this I ran into Belinda across the street at the mailbox wearing cut off shorts and a white[…]

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Truck ride

Truck Ride “Get dressed my slutty little slave; we are going to the truck.” Those were the words I awoke to in the very early morning darkness after master’s arrival. As I grabbed a quick[…]

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My khassian girl pt:1

Before you read: This work is purely fictional. Any references to historical events or people, cultures, nations and religions are only for story effect and in no way is it meant to be an insinuation[…]

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T or d

screamed Logan as he danced in the end zone. There were 4 of the teenage boys playing a 2-on-2-football game. They were all here because it was the one’s birthday. Bryce was the one turning[…]

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Body art chap 1

Jack surveyed his new beginners art class. Who was to be his target this semester? He was a post graduate art student, already with a bit of an artistic reputation. He had irritated his professors[…]

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Night out

Husband has to watch as wife became the entertainment for a mafia group. “Darling, get yourself dolled up and ready, we are going somewhere nice tonight. Get the babysitter to look after the kids.” I[…]

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