"Damn," he thought as he slammed on his breaks, spun the wheel and slid the car sideways. His flash red Dodge Daytona Shelby's wheels spin leaving marks as he hauls ass to avoid getting caught for going multiples of the speed limit. The cop tries hard to stay on his ass and is doing a good job of it, he never sees the driver but he can recall his scanner n...
Chapter 10 The Degradation of Busty Nightly Pamela Clayton stood over the bound prisoner lying sprawled on the table as the vibrators induced another orgasm that set her legs quivering and sent a trail of fluid onto the towel. "Now, my dear Busty, you're ready for your performance. I can't wait for everyone to see your new tits and your enormous pussy sha...
Suki was looking at some dresses, when Susan came in. "Hello Suki." "Mrs. King." "You can call me Susan, you are not working." "Thank you Susan." "Special occasion." The Asian nodded, "Interview." "Did Caroline let you go? "It was time. "Work for me, "The black woman offered. "It's not what you think." Susan slapped her, "You think you're too good...
Chapter 1: Hooker's Ransom {Author's note: this chapter is slow and self indulgent, I have dreams of it becoming a chain story with multiple authors but only time will tell, Thank you} * MissyJo walks into the jail still unsure of what is happening. Sir Atlas and Riddick scowl at her but say nothing. Missy lowers her eyes and proceeds to the cells and fol...
I think I was five or six when the magic of Christmas began to be destroyed for me. Before that, it was all sitting on Santa's lap, parades, Christmas village at the mall. Small, penny candy canes were for the asking and there was always a tree. Never the greatest tree but we generally didn't have a Charlie Brown tree either, so yeah, it was a Merry Christma...
Fanchon Nemirow looked curiously at the little door along the far wall of Midori's cellar. "Mids, I don't think I get it." Midori was a honey blonde with mischievous green eyes. "Well, I had this built for Hearst. It's a little room within the wall behind this door." "It looks like a cell door, in a jail." "Yup. It's what's called a strip-cell in prisons...
He walked into my dungeon and knelt. His eyes looked through my boots, but didn't see the polished leather. I hate it when they came to me like this, filled with defeat instead of submission. I used the pointed toe of one boot to lift his chin. It was a moment longer before his eyes also lifted. Whatever it was, this boy had it bad. He'd spill it to me soon...
Edited by angel love It had started out to be a very fun evening but did not end up that way. Dawn a 25-year-old blonde and wife of Dave, had gone out with her single best friend Candy for a night of partying. They had gone to a fairly nice entertainment bar with band and spent most of the night drinking, dancing and flirting. Dawn loved to flirt but was lo...
Disclaimer: I don't own Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills. Warnings: Angst, Slash, Slave fic, BDSM, Non-con/reluctance Rating: FRAO He didn't know what time it was, the dark sky outside his cell window gave no clue to time. The nightmare had been so vivid, so real. It was a nightmare, wasn't it? For the first time he realized th...
Ervin felt his cock, bouncing on the leaden testicles, as he got out of his car. It was such a funny old house that Isely lived in... She charged by the hour, claiming on her taxes that she appraised antiques. But her credit card "charger" was next to her bed... It had been quite a week, Ervin reflected as he climbed the steps onto Isely's porch. The Pr...