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Doll House – Ba

The heavy silence of the bedroom was broken only by the slowing rhythm of breath, the air thick with the copper tang of sweat and the musk of raw sex. Baby Kay lay still for a moment, the weight of Thing 2 pinning her to the mattress, his chest heaving against hers in mechanical syncopation. A dull, throbbing heat radiated from her core, a lingering reminder of the brutal, piston-like efficiency she had demanded. She shifted her hips, testing the ache between her thighs, a sharp friction that made her hiss through her teeth. It was a good pain, a visceral proof of ownership stamped into her flesh. She pushed at Thing 2’s shoulders, a signal for him to move. He didn’t hesitate, rolling off her with the fluid obedience of a well-oiled machine, his …

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Doll House – Ba

The silence that followed Howard’s broken confession was heavy, thick with the musk of sweat and the copper tang of fear that hung in the bedroom air. His chest heaved. Every breath was a jagged effort, his ribs aching where the riding crop had bitten into the flesh. He was spent, his balls drained, his mind a fractured mess of terror and exhaustion. The leather straps binding his wrists to the bedframe creaked as he slumped forward, his head hanging low, the gray strands of his combover plastered to his forehead with perspiration. Baby Kay stood over him, a vision of predatory elegance in her tight black dress. The glossy sheen of her lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach her cold, hard eyes. She trailed a single red fingernail down the side of …

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A Slave Girl in Ancient Rome, Part 1

The galley stank of sweat and piss and shit and vomit. Most of the girls had never been on the sea before. They spent the voyage throwing up and sobbing. We were crammed below deck in a space too small to stand in and too crowded to move around in. At first, when we needed to relieve ourselves, we warned the other girls. Later, we just let it happen. The stench was in our noses and throats for the whole journey. As we approached the port of Ostia, the slavers herded us onto the deck, threw pails of water over us, and told us to wash ourselves. Then they marched us onshore. The Romans were gathered on the dock. They directed searching looks at us as we were lined up in front of them. Maybe …

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Public Pillory 1 – The act and sentencing

Chapter 1 The act and sentencing. The Humility bill of 2069 changed it all. It was a sweeping bill that changed the face of justice. Trials lasted days not months or years. Most sentences lasted hours or days not years. When a sentence was completed, the accused had a clean record. No more ruined lives due to past indiscretions before the accused learned their lessons. Almost overnight, all prisons were repurposed into rehabilitation and party centers. Serious crimes of murder dropped by 99.8 percent in a matter of months. Rape and other crimes of passion were cut by 98 percent. White collar crimes dropped by 93 percent. No one thought it would pass, but both conservatives and liberals found their priorities crossing for widely different reasons. Each hated the other groups reasons, but in a …

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Doll House – Ba

These last two months had Elle feeling wonderful, amazing and feeling her with so much confidence. Work was work. She always excelled in that environment, but now all her hard work was being noticed. Well, that and the tighter, shorter clothes she has been wearing. Not that she is trying to look like the office slut but that would not be so bad l, would it. No, she was finally feeling comfortable in her own skin. Her tall toned body needed to be shown off. That she let the blouses be a bit more low cut, the skirts having a higher hem and hugging her ass. She has even been letting her long brown hair fall down around her shoulders instead of tying it up in a ponytail. She liked the waves flowing as she …

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Brave New World 1

This is part one of a series of stories. I once read a poem that stated, “This the way the world ends, not with a bang, but a whimper.” It is not an entirely inaccurate description of the way my world ended. Though there wasn’t even the sound of a whimper to announce it. There used to be fears of a Nuclear War, Global Warming, Super-Viruses, and many other calamities man-made or otherwise that would destroy civilization, destroy the human race. All those fears were unfounded. There was no great disaster that destroyed society. There was no war. No, in the end, society just quit. It is almost inconceivable that people would simply choose to quit living. I think it came when we were no longer required to work to sustain ourselves. This glorious new …

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The White Knight: part 1 – Damsel in Distress

Dave had lived near the beach for the last 15 years, and was a bit of a beach bum. He had retired at 40, and now spent his time on the beach or hanging out in the local bars. It was a touristy beach town, but it was a bit more expensive than most, so it wasn’t too bad. One day he was on the beach, and a family settled next to him. At first he was annoyed that they were only 10 feet away from him, but then he saw their daughters. It was a mom and dad, and their two daughters. The younger one immediately ran down to the ocean in her bikini, but the older one kept her sarong wrapped around her chest. He wondered why she seemed so reluctant to uncover …

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Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 2) – Afternoon Submission

The rear hatch of the SUV hissed shut, sealing away the duffel bags and the remnants of the morning. The air outside was thick, humid with the promise of a sweltering afternoon, but inside the cabin, the climate control hummed with a sterile, artificial coolness. Raven leaned against the driver’s side door. She helped bring all their bags to the vehicle. She looked wrecked in the best possible way—her makeup slightly smudged, her lips swollen and glistening, a flush that had nothing to do with the heat still painting her cheeks. She waved a hand, her fingers trembling just a little, a lazy, satiated smile spreading across her face. “Have a fun rest of the day, you two,” she called out, her voice husky, still carrying the rasp of moans swallowed only minutes before. “Don’t …

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Stepsister Seduction: Chapter 5: Mom Can’t Take it any Longer

It’s been almost a week since Kelly had had sex with her stepson and daughter. Kelly kept going back to the image of Tim’s huge dick, and how full she had felt with his dick deep inside of her. Her pussy tingled every time she thought about it, wanting to feel that full again. But she also knew what she had told them, about it never happened and that they couldn’t have sex with each other again. The more Kelly thought about it, the more she realized that she didn’t say anything about her and Tim having sex, just Tim and Jenna couldn’t. Kelly smiled to herself with the revelation of that fact, her pussy beginning to tingle and itch for his dick even more. ‘Now I just need to get him alone, and convince …

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Seduction of a Babysitter Part II

Nathan told Melissa, “well clean up and we’ll get something to eat.” Ignoring what she had said. He straightened himself up, and left her room, and headed for the kitchen. As he pulled some food out of the fridge, the phone began to ring. Nathan sat the food on the counter and answered the phone, “hello White residence.” Melissa’s mom was on the other end, “hey Nathan, its Janis.” “Oh hi Ms. White, how’s it going?” Nathan said. “Just what I was going to ask you,” Janis said. “Oh everything’s going fine, was just getting ready to fix the food to eat,” he said. “Excellent, Melissa’s not giving you any problems?” She asked. “Nope, not at all,” he answered, his mind then racing back to what had happened just a bit ago. “Ok good, listen …

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Being Mr. Miller’s Slut – Part 4

After almost a year of being Mr. Miller’s little slut, things changed drastically. The Wednesday after Mr. Miller and Sheriff Own double cocked my cunt, then watched me fuck a horse things got very bad. I came home from school and my father looked very serious and sad. He took me into the living room and was very gentle, stroking my hair and telling me he loved me. My mother brought me hot chocolate which was really a treat in my house. Then they told me, that afternoon when Ray Summers went to deliver feed to Mr. Miller he’d found the old man dead on his front porch. They tried to be very gentle about telling me, reminding me how much I’d done for Mr. Miller helping him with chores, and how much he liked …

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A Husband’s Secret Fantasy

Brandon and Stephanie have been married for almost 18 years now. They have had a good sex life, but lately it has been falling off. It had nothing to do with Stephanie not wanting it, but Brandon not wanting it. Brandon is 44 years old, and Stephanie is 40. Brandon stands 6’2″, with dark red hair and green eyes, weighing about 240 lbs. Stephanie stands about 5’6″, with long brown hair and blue eyes. She weighs about 190 lbs, with 44DD tits. They had hired a local college student to do their yard work for them. Jamal is a 20 year old junior in college. He stands 6’4″, with dark skin, a shaved head, and dark brown eyes. He had a muscular build, weighing 200 lbs. Stephanie pulled into their driveway, an hour earlier than …

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Doll House – Aspen, Scott (pt 4) – Role Switch

A week has gone by since the fuck-fest at Lucky 7 club. Aspen has given into her new role in the household. Enjoying being controlled by her boyfriend, Scott. His dominance taking over. She having tasks to complete. Some simple ones around the apartment. Cleaning, cooking, doing the laundry. Of course these are done in the sexy tight maid outfit and black pumps. When she did a good job she was rewarded and punished when she didn’t. Any other time in the apartment she was naked. Naked for all but the collar. When not doing one of the service sub tasks, she was waiting on her knees by the door when he got home. She loved those moments. When his domination over her was in full effect. But it was different yesterday. In the past …

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You Need to be Punished

Whips and chains hung from the wall as I looked down at my love as she slept, her light lashes gently folded onto the top of her plump cheeks and her golden hair fanning out on the floor. Her round ass stuck up in the air as her leg fell in front of the other, her side flattening against the ground. Though I had yet to do anything to her tonight, I could already feel my cock twitching with want, my ears yearning to hear the crescendo of her lusty moans. Not having the patience to wait a moment longer, I grabbed a small whip from the wall and swatted her ass. “Get up!” I barked as her body jerked awake, a small, red splotch formed on the curve of her butt cheek just beneath …

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A: Step Mom’s Discovery: Chapter 2

For the rest of the afternoon, Stacy couldn’t get what she had witnessed out of her head. She also wrestled with telling her husband or not. She finally decided it would be best if James didn’t know about it, and she just kept her secret. After sleeping for a couple hours, Steven woke up, looking at the alarm clock. He saw it was almost 4:00, and knew his parents would be home any minute. He shook David, trying to wake him up. “Hey, get up, my parents will be home soon,” he said. David groggily stirred, opening his eyes to look at Steven. “What?” He asked, looking at Steven in confusion. Steven sat up on the bed, looking for his clothes. “My parents will be home any minute, we need to get dressed before they …

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Under Her Thumb_(0)

Introducing the porn junkie I love porn. It is so uncomplicated. So straightforward. Honest, in a way, because it strips you of all the fancy illusions and lays bare the core of who you are. If you are open to the challenge, it can be a true ally in your quest of unraveling the threads of your life. I cannot deny I am a porn junkie. Truly there is no shame in recognizing what I have become. Porn has got me by the balls. I’ll go into cold turkey if I don’t get my daily shot of porn. And when I do get it, the world collapses and I float happy like a baby in a never-ending myriad of bloated asses and monstrous drooling cunts. After work, alone in the office, I can spend hours …

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Sheer Envy part 1: Things that go bump in the night

*This is my first story, I hope to write more if people like it* “Could you please wear a bra when my dads around?” Tara asked. The question wasn’t directed at me, of course. I’m the conservative one. The innocent one. No, the question was directed at Claire. “Why?” the blonde girl asked. We all know she knew why. Standing 5’7″, with a naturally slim build and shoulder length platinum-blonde hair framing her pretty face, her E cup boobs look almost too big on her. Even as she feigned innocence, I could see her sheer white tank top straining to contain them, her nipples outlined where they poked at the fabric. “Your dad wouldn’t look anyway, he’s not some creeper.” It was a conversation they had every single weekend. It was a tradition. Every saturday, …

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BDSM Boot Camp 11

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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As You Desire

The horns announce the war party’s arrival to the multitude of guests. Caesar Constantine, emperor of Rome, sits at the head of a long, low banquet table, which is flanked with large pillows. His guests line the table, eagerly looking towards the towering double doors for the party’s entrance. The doors open slowly, revealing a toga-dressed commander holding a gold chain. The chain trails behind the commander, leading a petite woman of tan skin and dark hair. Her chocolate eyes are full of anger; her attire is a simple white toga with red trim. The commander half drags the young woman through the marble-laden banquet hall, apathetic to the bite of the metal on her neck. Constantine rises at their entrance, also eager to see his commander’s pet. The commander bows and pulls the chain, …

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Doll House – Ba

The air inside the yellow cab hung heavy with the scent of artificial pine and stale cigarette smoke, the ventilation system humming a weak, rattle-filled tune. The streetlights outside smeared across the wet pavement in long, amber streaks, casting fleeting, distorted shadows across the vinyl seating. Baby Kay sat with her legs crossed, the sharp point of one stiletto heel digging into the rubber floor mat, her posture rigid and commanding despite the close quarters. Beside her, Danica was a dead weight, her head lolling against the partition, her blonde waves sticking to her damp forehead in chaotic strands. The driver, a man with a thick mustache and heavy-set brows that met in the middle, glanced up into his rearview mirror. His eyes, dark and critical, lingered on Danica’s slumped form with naked suspicion. He …

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