I've translated this e-mail, sent by one half of a chat-room conversation to the other. The names have been changed, to protect the guilty, and I've taken the liberty of changing certain measurements and sizes into something recognisable to non-metric speakers. There are references in the text to other experiences, which could form the subject of other submi...
Viv called several times but I couldn't answer, , she came to the house but I had to leave the doors locked. I just knew that if I let her in I would breakdown and fold as I always did, I just wanted some space and time to think. I needed to break the hold they had over me I needed separation. It was hard listening to her pound on the door, her sobs and cri...
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"I am being ripped apart!" Kulsoom's mind was crystal clear even if she otherwise was well under the spell of ill-consumed quantities of alcohol. Emmanuel's weight bore down on her, preventing any possibility of slipping out from under him and away. In any case, at the present time, his cock had firmly found anchor inside her rapidly expanding cunt. "Wel...
Within the Sha Mi Zen there are those people who dedicate their lives to saving the weak from the strong. The very best among them are the Special Tactics Units. They are highly trained officers in groups of ten to make a unit. Among the STU no group stood out more than the 26 group lead by Brian Parish, twenty years after the Velrusian War. These are the...
...dürfen gerne auf ewig bleiben. Ich weiß, so geht dieser Spruch nicht. Aber in diesem Fall machen wir eine Ausnahme. Doch etwas zu mir: Mein Name ist Bernhard, von allen nur Bernie oder im Englischen “Börnie” genannt. Ich bin Anfang 20 und durchschnittlich gebaut. Ich sehe bestimmt nicht übel aus, bin aber sicherlich auch kein Adonis. Ich hab keinen so übl...
Part IV: Liberation by Fire A vibration through the cold earthen floor awoke Annie from her miserable, fitful sleep. She opened her eyes, but it was still perfectly black in the hole. Still aching from the bruises and welts the cruel Zath policemen had given her, she rose slowly to a sitting position and waited, breathing lightly. The rumbling vibration ca...
Chapter 6.1 -- First Date * * * * * * * * * * When they drove up to the house they saw someone waving. Jenny pulled over to where the guy was standing and he bent over to look in. "Couldn't wait inside till we arrived?" Vincent asked. "Hell no," Richard smirked. "If I wait in that house" -- he pointed to the house where he lived -- "then my parents woul...
Author's Note: Welcome to the final chapter of Den of Iniquity. I'd like to thank everyone who has supported this story over the past year, and especially rachel for her outstanding editing. This has been the most ambitious story I've tried to write. I am so humbled and so inspired by everyone's votes, comments and feedback. It's all we aspiring writers get!...
My phone rang and rang but I ignored it trying to build up courage to answer, I knew it was going to be Viv. What the hell was I going to say? Fuck she had probably already talked to Yves, bloody hell my face was a bright burning red just thinking about it. Surely he wouldn't tell her, would he? God hopefully he wouldn't be that much of a prick. Why would he...