"Listen, the only reason I will allow you to continue breathing is to transport that wet cunt to wherever I say." He stroked her through her clothing, she tried to withdraw but she was being held by two strong men, one on each arm. "Your dripping minge is mine to be used and traded at my whim." He looked her fully in the face, she was attractive in an ang...
Chapter 7. Shawna To others Shawna seemed to have had a difficult life. Her mother died of a heart attack when Shawna was fourteen. She had been tall, strong, and a renowned collegiate athlete. Her mother was just thirty-four years old when she died. Her father never got over his wife's death. He turned to alcohol and died of liver failure the summer after...
I cannot believe it has been three years since my horrendous ordeal with our IT guy. I have only ever told my closest friend about the event and thankfully she helped me get through it, but I still shiver when I think about it and thanks to Literotica I am now able to share this story without feeling violated. My morning routine has been the same for many y...
Most students at the university just slip through the school without making a ripple. If they have problems or cause problems then the tutors tend to handle them. Still, we professors do have to have a certain amount of interaction with them. The ones that I tend to have to deal with fall into two categories, those brighter and dumber than average. The brig...
Like a lot of things in life, a six week break away from work to go on a relaxing road trip with my soon-to-be-wife, Marie, seemed like an excellent idea at the time. Marie and I had already set a date for the wedding and were looking forward to the impending nuptials with enthusiasm. It was her idea to break with tradition and enjoy an extended honeymoon b...
I didn’t get a chance to see Eric at all during the next day at college. Somebody told me they thought he had to go on a personal errand at lunchtime, so I had lunch with Eudora, Christa, and Krista. I know, I know, but I’m not making this shit up. I had two friends named Christa and Krista. Krista, you already know about, and Christa was a nineteen year old...
(This story is dedicated to Lady S, to whom I am enslaved. It is about extortion, blackmail, money slavery, forced-bi, unsafe sex, and should be viewed as fantasy. I am flameproof, don't need foolish, anonymous public comments, but if you want to email me with comments, I will respond. Hope you enjoy.) The windshield wipers squeaked as he got on the Saw Mil...
Chapter 12 Follow Some of the MoneyAlthough Carmen hadn't done production assistant work at Aaron Kornbluth's studio in nearly five years, she still knew the studio's ins, outs, alleyways, streets and buildings better than Shane did; studios don't change much. She led them from the commissary, down a street behind a sound stage filled with bandaged, wounded...
Professor Victor Ashworth was an inventor. A purveyor of all things alchemical and mechanical. Natural science was his playground. His workshop, however, was little more than a hovel. It was a dark basement cluttered with half-completed projects and the faint smell of grease. But it was his to outfit as he pleased, and the professor felt at home around his c...
Thanks again to Kirk2004 for all his help and editing expertise. ~*~*~ Fun on a table Michael pressed END on his cell phone, put it back on the side table, and rested his head on the back of the couch. Unconsciously he slipped one hand between the folds of Kit's robe and started to caress her silky skin while pulling her against him. "Michael, what do y...