LXXVISick and SoreEugenie2102 For all her life until now and especially after having travelled south to London, Eugenie had lived in fear and dread of gangs and most especially gang members. Wasn't gang culture just one of the many reasons why everything was shit these days? Rape, violence, theft and murder: no one could pretend there was anything virtuous...
Poseidon held the youth close to him, his free hand running down the youth's hairless breast and lean belly. Pelops had been murdered by his own father and cut up to mock the gods, but the gods had seen through the trickery, all but Demeter, and had brought him back to life, more beautiful now than before. Poseidon kissed the youth's strong neck and continue...
The coach wheels crunched on the gravel path, and the four horses, sweat sheening their glossy flanks, came to a skittering halt. The coachman descended from his high seat and flipped the foot step down, and twisted the latch open. Inside, the two young women were eager to see their new home in England. Their voyage across the Atlantic had gone smoothly an...
LXXVIISick and SorePsychlone2107 If it hadn't been absolutely necessary, Psychlone would never have left Exeter. It was where he'd been to university and where most of his friends lived. But this was exactly what he'd been forced to do when an outbreak of Hen Flu closed down the entire city. His only other alternative was to suffer an indefinite period of e...
Emily cycled through all her MySpace friends' pages, as well as the ones Ted operated. There were still no videos from the morning worship service. "Ted." She called him that in her head and it was fine, but she didn't have the nerve to do it at church, so he was always "Mister Ted" in public. It's not that she didn't want to; but she thought it was too fam...
He watched as the rider came down the path on horseback, there were flashes of light off the shield and the hilt of the sword. Smirking lightly, he took in the small frame of the youth. He let out a snort thinking that the youth could hardly lift them for his small frame. As the rider got closer, he got ready to leap onto the horse. He could easily take out...
It was a typical English Summer – you had to make the most of the sunshine as you never knew when it would bother to come back. I'd already taken my young daughters to play in the small local park on both Saturday and Sunday but because it was nice and hot I decided to visit again, on the Monday afternoon for a little bit of sunbathing. As I settled down on...
Preface: Before I start this chapter, I just want to mention it's been six months since I submitted my last story. There's two reasons for that. First is I gave birth to a baby boy last September and that kept me busy. Second is I did some soul-searching and didn't like what I saw about myself. The marriage years leading up to my first gangbang, I felt I c...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** 19 year old Brooke took a couple of seconds and then hit send. She quickly flicked her cell over so the screen wasn't showing but almost immediately turned it back so she could see what happened. But nothing did. She continued to stare, waiting for it to light up but stu...
Chapter IV Officer John Rodgers opened his eyes. It was 5:55. The sun was rising on the horizon in a rancid, filthy alley in Anacostia, a section of Southeast Washington, DC, known for its high incidence of violent crime. Rodgers was staring down at the teenager he had just subdued seconds ago at gun point. He was, to say the least, nonplused. What in Hel...