This is a story about two people trying to escape a sadistic Human Sex Trafficker. There are some scenes of violence and non consensual sex. If you don't like this type of erotica please don't read it. If you do like it, read on. Please enjoy and give feedback, as I am still writing later Chapters and as always I like to incorporate some of your suggesti...
EDUCATION It was my Aunt Lisa who turned me. The summer I turned 18, my mother sent me to stay with her for a while. Farm boy, gone to summer in the big city. Backwards, right? Totally. It was hot enough on the farm. Hotter'n a three-peckered goat in the city—as we'd say on the farm. But I was an underdeveloped pretty boy. Boys my age were spoiling to kill...
A new recruit Janet had little alternative. She had to sign on at an employment agency, as the government no longer paid benefits. She had no skills, apart from being able to look after aging parents. She was just twenty, and they had passed away a few months ago. Money was needed to pay the mortgage arrears, and other bills. The old guy sitting before he...
All rights reserved. This story not to be copied to any other web site without the express permission or the author. A handsome young merchant was riding home after a successful day at the market. The birds were trilling gaily in the trees, the sun was shining, and the handsome young merchant had a big bag of golden guineas hanging from his belt. He was sin...
[1] Sunday Noon; the First Time Here I was, dressed in my Sunday best, sitting about halfway back in the pews letting my mind reminisce instead of listening to the country minister's message. In my mind, I reckoned myself to be a 'good' man, yet by the same token, I had suspicions that I was a piss-poor Christian! One of the things distracting me was the th...
Dorian stood in front of the pitch black cube, utterly dwarfed by its size. Now completely rested after a full night's sleep, the time had come to enter it, and he had no idea if he could accomplish it. The only way inside was to use his power to bend space and allow himself to phase through the indestructible wall. The three girls watched as he stepped clo...
(I which I taste Bethany's Schwarzwalder-Kirschtorte and she samples my Schwarzschlange-Honigschlag) * Beth had given me her car keys and I brought my toolkit and mechanic coveralls to the bars' parking lot. When I popped the mustangs' hood, I found what I expected: a broken distributor cap. A quick trip to the parts store, a short tune-up and I had the 't...
This works best if you knew of my first wife. I didn't date in high school. Not even take a girl to a dance. I was a senior and she a junior. I had no idea who she was except she had a job taking tickets at the lunch room. I had graduated and was going to start classes at a business school in a couple of weeks. I had worked for a farmer since I was tens year...
"You can go now, Beau. We are finishing work for today. Put the chains on their pussies again and let them here for the night." She watched as the mulatto girl obeyed her. "Good girls," she said as she caressed one of the fillies. "You have given your cream for the first time; there will be others, because this thing is very important to us humans. Tomorro...
As soon as Vivian spotted Erica pouting, she broke out in a most wicked grin. She replied humorously: "So sorry Erica for not sharing. But I do think I was entitled to some reward for putting up with the two of you peeing on me. Besides I'm certain that you have had more than your share of Matt's cum to enjoy in the past." To which Erica retorted: "Mebbe...