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The following morning proved to be remarkably normal. Too normal, in light of what had happened between Sara and Mark; and it worried him. It was a Saturday, and Mark's parents were up early as[…]

“Just relax, Love. You’ll enjoy this”, she whispers to him before she blindfolds his blue eyes. She secures his wrists behind the chair he sits upon with metal handcuffs and skirts some lightly scented massage[…]

*authors note: haha i skipped the first rape scene…use your imagination.* I had ignored her for 2 days now. The motel room was so big i was able to shut her into one room and[…]

Sarah’s a Bad Girl Chapter 1 Right across the street in my subdivision lives a mid forties woman by the name of Sarah. Her husband Gary, looks to be quite older, maybe in his late[…]

"What do you think about Tech School," asked Miss Ames, "it's got a great computer department, one of the best in the area." Britt Cain looked intently at the brochure her guidance counselor had placed[…]

Teresa Chapter 4 I looked at my bedside clock. It was 5 o’clock. Damn it I don’t have to get up till 7. Oh shit. Just remembered what happened last night. It had happened again.[…]

Disclaimer Copyright, 2012, Patricia Steel /> Do whatever you want with this story, only keep my name attached, please. Please report any and all orgasms arrived at through reading and masturbating to these words. I[…]

March, 25th 2002 The slaves slept in every Sunday. It was their only official day off and they took full advantage of it. That is, besides Lotus. Being top slave gave him more responsibility, thus[…]

A man went into a local tavern and took a seat at the bar next to a women patron. He turned to her and said, "This is a special day, I'm /> "What a said[…]

THE NEXT CHAPTER OF MY LIFE – Part 1 CHAPTER 1 I watched as the sun began to peek above the purple hills, East of my home in the Texas hill country. I sipped my[…]

Chapter 4 Training Days Just a note to readers; if you’re going to give me a negative vote; how about leaving me a little criticism about how to improve my stories? Thanks! I used the[…]

I remember that crisp Saturday morning in January of 1975 very well. Bobby Thompson had called and asked that we get together for coffee. He said that there was something very important he wanted to[…]

The headlights of Kristina’s car cast strange shadows on the walls of the library as she shut the engine off. Once again, she would spend another evening at the computers; another evening of combating the[…]

~*~ A yawn released itself from a certain teen’s lips as the owner groggily pushed herself upright. She lazily glimpsed to where a clock sat, and then, her once lifeless eyes that were half lidded[…]

Brock didn’t keep it there, he moved it after a couple of minutes to a tighter spot, he awaiting ass. He got an immediate response as she shot up with pain, apparently she was a[…]

MY DAUGHTER JUDY My daughter Judy was twelve years old when she happened to catch me masturbating. I was embarrassed at first, but she seemed interested and came right into the room, confessing that she[…]