Warning- the following contains elements of bloodsport, watersport, scat, menstruation and noncon/reluc, as well as derogatory racial, ethnical and religious references. If any of this offends you--go on, read the story, you know you want to, so you can leave a snarky comment and drop a one-bomb. All participants are over the age of 18 years. All character...
This is the story of a young woman's conviction as a terrorist and what happens to her when she is sentenced to penal slavery. Penal slavery is not impossible. The thirteenth and fourteenth amendments to the constitution of the United States of America do NOT prohibit slavery. They only LIMIT slavery to punishment for crimes. In other words, the constitution...
Det. Angus Leary looked at the evidence spread out on his desk before him, he had reviewed it again and again, but something was just not right. He was baffled, everything pointed to it being a positive match; the height, the weight, hair color, eye color and the fact that there was no other missing persons fitting this description anywhere in the area. Yet...
Chapter 12 HOTEL OWNER'S SON My decision to leave my long term employer had been a difficult one but I had been close to a breakdown because of the very long working hours and I wanted to try and get a further degree at college. Jack had been concerned that if I left we would not have the same opportunities to see each other as much but as it turned out we...
About 2.5 years ago I left a full time, single location site position and switched to this independent contractor job which required me to travel across our medium to large metropolis. In my travels, I would go to this one diner (one of a chain) and it was there that I met this server named Sidney. She had this immediate connection with me that I can't quite...
Sarah was sitting outside, on the steps, huddled in the depths of her quilted parka. I should have slapped him. I should have hit him. Why didn't I? Did I think I deserved that? Do I think he's right? "How are you feeling?" Ben asked her. "Shitty," she said. He smiled sadly and offered her his hand. She took it and pulled herself upright. They began to wa...
It had been about six weeks since we last visited the adult bookstore. We had talked about our encounters there many times and it had spurred some wild love making sessions. We decided it was time to go back and see what would happen. I guess the unknown and spontaneity of going there is what was so attractive to us. I picked my wife up from work and we dro...
They have put me in a holding cell. I guess they will want to take a statement from me, but since I admitted the crime in my first 999 phone call, I guess there's no great urgency. Meanwhile, I am lying here on the firm, dunlopillo mattress with its waterproof (for water read urine) cover, looking at the whitewashed walls and the heavy metal door with its ce...
Every manager has their first employee evaluation week. Mr. Critchett was no exception. Judging his employees by their performance gave him a queasy feeling. The job was very new to him and all he had to go off of was the notes from the previous manager. Clearly, it was incorrect to say they were comprehensive. They were vague, at best, and limited. During,...
I’m laying back in bed, watching in the mirror as my fingers slide up and down the lips of my pussy, watching them glisten with saliva and my own moisture as my fingers spread them open a bit more with each stroke. I take in my tousled blonde hair, my flushed face and my slightly reddened nipples from where I was teasing them moments before… I’m distracted...