Devon was the owner of a brothel that was known far and wide for entertaining just about any sexual fantasy a man could dream up. He was a shrewd businessman with a good reputation. He treated his customers right, he treated his working girls right. His creativity helped maximize both his profits and his customer's pleasure. He offered both the basic and th...
Sten Erikson was a normal dairy farmer except for the fact that some of his "cows" were human. Stens farm was a legendary sex filled paradise until the government came and shut it down. Just how this strange human dairy farm could exist require some explanation and a look into its history. This story will focus on how the farm came to be, what the farm was...
In recent years, the music industry had been changing quite dramatically. Many of the top recording artists had gone on to pursue other activities and passions, some had even semi-retired from music altogether. Cynthia Anderson's music career was still going strong but she had found getting involved with activism to be just as fulfilling. Her passion was ani...
Rachel 'Ugh,' I groaned as I blinked my eyes against the glaring morning light that pierced its way through the crack in the window shades. My head must have been replaced with a thorn bush during the night for how it ached in so many places. Every nerve seemed like a dagger stabbing into me. Gingerly, I lifted myself up on my arm, trying to swallow away...
Ch. 07 Bulls breeding a hucow After a few days living in a milking stall, Margaret worried that she might have been abandoned by Mathew, her boyfriend and master. He'd sent her for hucow training which she agreed to because he was her master, and had to be obeyed. As soon as she got to the farm, she was attached to a milking machine, which meant she couldn...
Corporal Jason Gray was completely fubar'ed. He tried to think of a time in his life when he'd been more comprehensibly fucked and nothing came close, not even when those bastard lawyers had gleefully picked through the carcass of his failed marriage. He lost his balance and stumbled forwards onto his knees. His captors giggled and yanked the chain binding...
At 6 am, before the alarm goes off, I awaken slowly and sensually, aware of Jack's large hand stroking and pulling my nipple. We were sleeping "spooned" together, and I could feel Jack's large, very hard erection pressing against my ass while he teased my nipple. I arch my back, giving him better access to my breasts, and he responds by fingering both my nip...
You just turned 18, the last one of all the seniors and Lakeview High, about a mile North of Milwaukee, Wisconsin. You force your school uniform over your chest, and after a minute or two, you can finally fit it over you C cup breasts. “Jennifer, I made pancakes!”, comes a voice from downstairs. “Thanks, Mom!”, you holler back. You rush downstairs and have a...
"So, Miss Andrews, you've toured our facility and talked to all of our employees. Do you have any other questions?" Jake Brighton asked the young reporter seated in front of him. Jessica Lynn Andrews thought for a moment. She had been assigned by the local newspaper to write a story about Humilk Industries, a local business specializing in producing human b...
An expensive sports car turns up the gravel drive before one of the largest, most modern farms in the state. Green lawns and white fences line the long driveway in front. In distant fields beyond tidy red barns can be seen small forms grazing a bucolic hillside. On the grassy front lawn at the main building, several tall, well-muscled young men toss a footb...