My name is Ludovic Stein and I'm one of those guys whom you probably got warned about. I'm sexually adventurous. Many people think it's wrong for a man or woman to have multiple sexual partners over a short period of time. I think such people have a 1950s mentality. It's the twenty first century, people. Get real. Seriously. I am what I am and I do what I do...
Folsom gave a muffled scream of terror and pain as the knife struck him. It, surprisingly, was only a glancing slice across his naked thigh. But trussed up as he was, spread-eagled naked and bound on the bed with sexual devices possessing every orifice, he was completely at the mercy of whatever game Sten was playing. He steeled himself for the next slice of...
After getting cleaned up and dressed, Rocco and I took a ride in the police cruisers back to the police station. Once we were fingerprinted, photographed and booked, they moved us to the back into some holding cells. Since it was already early evening on a Friday, it looked like these holding cells would be home for the weekend. Fortunately, although we were...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** I was back home for the summer from my sophomore year in college. It was a beautiful summer day, sunny but not too hot. I decided to take a drive along a state primary road through a rural area not far from my home town to the riverfront. Traffic was light, so I figured th...
Folsom heard some muffled discussion from the other side of the door between his cramped, dark prison and the back panel on the closet in Roman's cabin and then some rustling around in the cabin followed by the slamming of the cabin door and then . . . silence . . . for the longest time. A good thing he wasn't claustrophobic, Folsom was thinking. And then t...
Anything to save her from him Life was good. As police chief of the sweetest little town in the country--we used to say Quiquonia had so many "Qu's" in its spelling because it was the quietest little town in the state--I was in charge of a real-world Mayberry. I was the Andy Griffith--Chief of the Quiquonia PD. The only crime in town was the occasional par...
"You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough." - William Blake Chapter II: The thick underbrush covered my sweaty unclothed body from the watchful eye of the police pursuing me. I stumbled alone through the forest naked. Naked as I was born. Naked as everyone came into the world. Naked liked Adam and Eve. Naked like a caveman. Un...
When we met in the crowded living room he was flanked by a big breasted blonde on each arm. It was a Halloween party. He was dressed as a doctor, in scrubs. The two blondes had their asses hanging out of white mini-skirts that came in the nurse costume packages at the Halloween super store. He smiled at me and gestued his head like I should cross the room to...
"This has been a special report for channel 13, Eye on the News" The camera man widened his shot as the reporter finished her closing line. Flames and smoke billowed from what appeared to be a huge pile of debris half a block away behind the reporter. The red flashing lights of fire trucks, ambulances and police vehicles strobed the camera lense with their...
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