*Reader warning: This story deals with topics which are very disturbing to many people such as abduction, rape, and revenge. It is graphic but not gratuitously so. I've kept such details to a bare minimum, but one can't write about such topics—topics which unfortunately do happen to very real people—in any pleasant sort of way. It is primarily a love story,...
I planned to move in with Roma when Arpi treated me harshly. It was the time when I heard her and Ali fighting. Even when Ali treated her shabbily (which I never did in our years of marriage) Arpi was all for Ali. She defended him even though I knew Ali was abusive to her. That showed how deeply she was in love with Ali and that was good enough for me to lea...
Chapter 1 Walter pressed himself into the mud and held his ears tight. The noise alone was all-enveloping, allowing no thoughts. His eyes were shut tight, his lips pressed together, every orifice clenched. He was rolled into a ball in a futile attempt to protect his vital organs as he was spattered with earth falling from the sky. His elbows tucked against...
Ch. 46 Rose's POV "You're pregnant," Charlotte said as her face fell. All of the sudden, she turned and looked at the bed like it was contaminated, then jumped up and ran into the bathroom. Gunny went to follow, but I grabbed his arm and shook my head no. She didn't need a Dad right now, she needed Mom. She had slammed the door closed and I heard the w...
Ch 1 October 2015 "Ella, wake up hon." I opened my eyes as the late afternoon sun hit through the window of their Ford Expedition hit my eyes. I let out a groan, my nap wasn't long enough. I checked my iPhone, it was 2:30 on a Saturday afternoon and we had been on the road since five. I sat up and stretched, my muscles were stiff from the drive and the aw...
Author's Notes: Welcome back readers to the seventh installment of my story! If you haven't read the previous chapters, I recommend that you do so before continuing. Little effort is made to explain references to earlier events and characters (of which, there are a lot). This chapter picks up directly after chapter 6. Standard disclaimer: Please, if yo...
Chapter 1 She was gone now. Gone just now, and he was alone in their house, their home, and memories seemed to push in on him from every corner. They all seemed so dark now, too. Had it always been so? Twenty three years together. Gone now, shot down in flames, a once assumed destiny reduced to the lowest common denominator by depositions and endlessly fau...
My maids make me their personal maid and chore slave (continued) - Tarek I would like to thank Ms. AT Khan for reviewing some of the story with me. - Tarek ***** Let me start once again from the events of the following morning. I had just woken up with a sore bum - the result of last night's spankings. I was just about to head to my washroom when I rem...
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Starting in the 1600s, when the English first found India, family tradition has it that at least one male member of every generation has gone off in quest of Indian cunt; a kind of coming of age thing. Others went off to subjugate, to teach those damn natives what the white man's superiority was all about; but not us. Not for us pseudo patriotic thoughts of...