The big and tall Senegalese man stood at the street corner, and hungrily stared at the throngs of pretty blonde-haired White girls walking by. Finally, he spotted the one who interested him. Amber Albright. The Queen Bee. The most popular gal at Saint Augustine College in the City of Austin, State of Texas. He followed her around, waiting for that opportune...
Though my closest brush with the act of sexual intercourse in the past forty-eight months has been shaking the hand of the adult film star Cherry Von Pineapple at a pornographic bookstore as she signed copies of the newest volume of her eight-part autobiography (That Doesn't SOUND Like Something Jesus Would Want Me to Do, Fendoot Press, $12.95), I feel that...
THE MASTER WANTS ANSWERS Ioana jerked before she fully awoke. She was still a little tired, but not too much. She was bound again, this time in chains and as she woke up she stood up, relieving her weight off the chains. Greg ignored her, whipping at Kyle's back again. Ioana cried out for Greg to stop but he didn't listen, whipping him one more time before...
Ignoring Elizabeth's horrified reaction Peter, Andrew and the guards dragging the prisoners made their way to one of the farm trucks where the guards unceremoniously dumped all the prisoners in the back oblivious of the screams of agony from Pretty Boy. With the prisoners secured in the truck Peter, Andrew and the Ghurkhas changed into rags under the sheari...
My name is Ted Ashton and I am twenty-six years old. I am assistant pastor at what some of our detractors have called the richest church in northern Virginia. We are that, of course, but I don't like to describe us that way. It was a choice job offer that I got right after I received my Doctor of Theology degree. Unlike most assistant positions it paid wel...
As Annabelle's first term at University drew to a close, I had become her slave: cleaning floors, laundry, ironing, cleaning her shoes, making her bed, sorting her clothes and other household chores. Each day was filled nonstop with toil, from early morning to late night, stopping only when she had gone to bed to sleep, and even then I would have to be alert...
Still holding me by my enlarged penis, Darien led me to her bedroom door. She stopped, turned around, and placed her hands on her hips. Then she began to speak. "Until I get you a collar and leash, I'll have to lead you by your penis. I expect you to remain silent, keep your hands by your sides, and otherwise remain unobtrusive. Do you understand?" I could...
Session 5 Marital Counseling Social Worker: "You both seem to be a bit upset today." Carol: "We were talking just before we came in here. John has decided to get rid of our bed and replace it totally; bed, mattress, box spring, sheets and comforters. Everything." Social Worker: "Why is that an issue for you? You two are still living apart." Carol: "That...
"If you knock the light fixture out, I will kill you," she informed him as he leaned dangerously forward, sprite in hand. Finding the right branch, he placed the hook and leaned back, admiring his work. "I'm glad you appreciate my effort. Really, this isn't hazardous at all." "The one in danger is me, sir, if you hurt the tree. My mother will kill me, he...
Once again I wake up in a cloudy haze. I really hope that this doesn't happen every single time I have to do something. I'm still in shock about the orientation. What kind of company is this? I thought it was just a research facility for medical and psychological purposes. I guess I was partially correct from the fucking slideshow I saw. Being forced to beco...