Chapter 6 -- Exposed Holes "Prisoner, get up!" -- yelled out a guard banging on the door of Melissa's cell. Abruptly shaken out of her uneasy, post-traumatic slumber, she stumbled out of bed, getting her handcuffs entangled with the blanket in the process. After some short fidgeting and fumbling around, Melissa managed to get off her cot and stood in the mi...
The endless rain was pouring down in torrents when they dragged the Demon in by her arms, thrashing and cursing them the whole time. Jason watched silently from his post as the woman kicked one of his soldiers in the groin, got an arm free and punched a soldier in the face, and bit into the last soldier's arm as the other two soldiers quickly recovered and b...
For the first while all was chaos in the tiny cell. It seemed that I might be torn limb from limb, such was the ferocity of the galley slaves as they pulled me hither and thither, eager to use me. I was entered variously. The member rammed Into my mouth made it difficult for me to breathe, whilst my two lower holes were also swiftly penetrated. However, a...
This is the fourth in my ongoing series of Batgirl stories, in which I try to explore the developing sexuality of her everyday counterpart, Barbara Gordon and her relationship with those around her, hopefully with a dash of excitement thrown in, for good measure. Grateful thanks to all those readers who have sent me feedback containing their suggestions and...
We pull up to the station, and you put the handcuffs on both my wrists dragging me out of the car and escort me inside the building. The other nightshift guard greets you and looks me up and down in a greedy smile. I roll my eyes at him as you push me forward to your office. With the door locked, you have me take a seat in front of your desk. You walk behind...
Belinda's short flirty pink dress looked out of place as she sat on her kitchen stool with the morning sun streaming in through the window. Her body still hadn't processed the endorphins from making love the night before and still glowed despite the cooler temperature. Kate was sitting opposite her in the small tidy kitchen and although there was no one els...
Author's Note: I got some mixed feedback from the last chapter of the story, so I thought I'd include a warning, These stories aren't a lot of hardcore sex or anything seriously kinky, but there is cruelty and some non-consensual/reluctance included. If these are not your particular cup of tea, then this is not the story for you. Feedback is always appreciat...
"Welcome to the Stinkhouse, Emily." Is all the poor girl hears before *PBBBBBBTTTTTTTTTHHHHHH* explodes on her face, the huge ass covered in khaki pants explodes onto her, Emily hears a laugh as the warden takes her seat at the desk across from her now. "Sorry for that! It's tradition here that new bitches get their first blast from the woman...
"Igor, you worthless scum! Get up here!" the speaker in my cell ceiling squawked. I hurried up the long stone stairwell to his laboratory. "Yes, Master?" "This one isn't a virgin! She's been used! Weren't you suspicious when you saw she was shaved, or did you fail to check? You've wasted my time!" "But Master, she's a neophyte nun. I thought she would be...
Continuation of "Dark Magic". Celeste's perspective. Chapter One: The King of Nycene My cell was dark and damp, hidden below the earth under the tower the state mages had taken me to after tying me up with magic and dragging me unceremoniously out of the Great Library. I didn't know if Brian was alive or dead, or what had become of the Summoned, Maveri...