She was His whore and that that was what He desired from her. She was His property, just as if He had purchased her at a store—a fine jewelry store, He said, because certainly she was a diamond in the rough; beautiful, rare, without flaw, but hidden beneath a neglected exterior—she had not previously been valued and therefore did not know her own worth. She...
"Sometimes I have a hard time believing how big your boobs are," Amelia said, holding up one of Emma's many dresses to herself, seeing how it absolutely wouldn't fit her due to Emma's more substantial assets. "Well, it's only been a few weeks for me," Emma said, sitting on the bed. "Sometimes I feel the same." "Really?" she said. "It's part of the dolling?...
Author's note: This is a story based on Pretty Little Liars and takes place during Series 5, at which point all the characters are 18 or over. ****** Hanna Marin wasn't exactly smart. She knew that was what people said behind her back, and they were right. She was constantly putting her foot in her mouth, she didn't get all the references her friends were...
"Mumble, mumble, mumble... Did you hear anything I said?" screamed my wife Stacy from across the breakfast table. "Huh, what?" I responded, lowering the sports page. "I said, I'm thinking of having an affair with the mailman and wanted to know if you had any objections if I fucked him in our bed?" I walked up behind her and nuzzled her neck, her hair stil...
Yesterday was a typical workday. Hectic in the morning and dead as a Dodo in the afternoon. By the end of the day, it was just Evan and I left to close up the store. Poor Evan. I had been teasing him all day long. I may have bent over to grab a pen that "dropped" a few times when he walked past. Judging by the extra second his eyes spent on my ass, I th...
It's been awhile since I have seen him. I didn't know he was back in town and I'm sure he didn't know I still lived here. My parents passed away and I didn't want to go anywhere. I was picking up drinks to carry outside to the party, I was having a cookout and I invited friends over, I almost dropped the drinks when I saw him. How did he get here? Who invite...
He and I know each other very well, though we live in separate states. I shared a rape fantasy with him that was to happen when he came to visit me. Instead, he caught me off guard when I visited him and he raped me. I fought and fought but he had more strength and he raped my pussy and raped my ass and left me bruised and bleeding. We share many fantasies...
"Why are you wearing that lipstick?" His normally kind and even voice is low, husky. Just on the edge of a growl or something more primal. He moves towards her, the entrance of the bistro, with the speed only a monster can have. And then his green eyes are upon her, his thick blond hair hardly moved by the chilling wind. His broad frame barely constrained by...
A story for my Master, to show I think of him always. I kneel patiently on the floor a few feet away from the front door, head bowed, back arched, thrusting my breasts proudly towards you. The pale pink silk of my panties stained with my wetness between my spread legs. Sitting back on my feet as my hands clasp tightly behind my back, my leash hanging betwee...
The following is a BDSM Scenario between two consenting adults. BDSM should always be safe, sane, and consensual. Enjoy! ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She heard the front door open and shouted a greeting to her roommate. "Hey Bex!" After a few seconds footsteps sounded, coming down the hall toward her door. "Becca?" She asked, thinking Bex had her headphon...