Cruelty

In-Correction Exerpt

Chapter 5 “What are you doing?” I asked, now worried that she was going to beat me where I stood. But the guard started unbuttoning her shirt and explained, “Having lunch.” and unbuckled her utility belt, “My way.” and tossed it out of the cell. Hopefully, she wasn’t planning on eating me alive but I lost all caring when I saw her black bra appear. Next, patent leather shoes flew out into the hallway and I swear, the sound of her zipper echoed off the stone walls. Shrugging her shirt off, she flipped it into the hallway using her baton. “Ok, this is going to be epic.” I declared and received a sharp sting from the baton on my thigh for the remark. “Don’t talk, just obey.” she reprimanded, and emptied the contents of her …

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Damien Skylar chapter 2_(0)

**Author’s Note-Again, all character’s and events are mine, do not steal. Another thing, this story contains non-consensual sex, I do not condone it, and it shouldn’t be done, ever. And story is told from two different points of view, it will tell you when it switches. Enjoy ^_^ This was first posted on an account of the same name as this on Literotica.com* ‘…’ =thoughts. –…POV– =Change of point of view Chapter 2. *Part 4* I feel my pulse racing as I chase after her. The pull and release of my muscles as I glide across the wet cobblestone, coming steadily towards her. I admire her naked body as she runs. A perfect specimen. I can sense her fear, her breath increasing, her blood spiked with adrenaline. No one can see us, and she runs …

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FuckLore: The Dryad

————————————– FuckLore: —The Dryad. Short story from the perspective of a supernatural female monster. She lures and ambushes a group of college-age hikers. Modern setting, fantasy horror, tentacles, plants, extreme, NC. —The Night Mare. Short story from the perspective of a supernatural goblin-like monster. He creeps around the apartment of a college-grad while she sleeps, putting her through a series of fantastical nightmare scenes. Modern setting, fantasy horror, extreme, NC. —Pixie Lust. Short story from the perspective of an 18 year-old boy. Out in a meadow at the family farm, he peeps his pretend-sisters and pretend-cousin masturbating with pixies. Modern setting, fantasy horror, extreme, NC. —Toy Tale. Short story from the perspective of a guy who comes back from college for a family Christmas party. He uses voodoo doll magic to hypnotize his entire extended …

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For my Son

I had always done my best to be a good mother for my son. Being a single mom, that meant that I had to work extra hard, but I did it happily. I managed to take good care of him, and even got him into a good school. But that might have ended up doing more harm than good. Many of the other kids picked on him or shunned him because of our financial circumstances. One boy in particular was exceptionally cruel, Rodger Anderson. He both verbally and physically bullied my son, and because his parents were very rich, the school rarely punished him. One day I decided enough was enough. I went to his house and rang his doorbell. When he answered the door he smiled at me, “Hey there stranger, come on in.” …

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Club Fatale, Pt. 10

Chapter Twenty-One – Acceptance The party was in full swing — as were the three women hanging before the assembled mass of Clubmen and Femmes. They had only been up for a few minutes, but already I was aching in the cock. One by one, Jacob let them down from the gallows so that I could take them once more before they expired. Redheaded Cameron. Blonde-haired Kelly. And finally: beautiful, blonde Carol. One by one, I raped them, and finished with the mother. Pulling her off me, I sprayed my semen upon her tits and face — seeding her one last time. “Sweet Carol,” I cooed admiringly, as I caressed her shivering face, “now you go to join your daughters.” I leaned in close and spoke softly, intimately, for her ears only. “I won’t remember …

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Carrie’s Training part 3

Carrie didn’t die during the end of her pregnancy, but I think she probably wanted to. She cooked and did housekeeping and stocked the fridge with beer and every couple of nights I would tie her to the head board in my bedroom and fuck her. Sometimes her pussy, which was beaten far too often for the swelling to ever go down. More often I would fuck her butt hole or just thrust in to the back of her throat until she began to choke and struggle for air. Most of the day she just sat in the corner, barefoot, in a short sundress, waiting for an order from me or Cynthia. The pink pair of panties she was used to being gagged with where now a tiny, crusty pink ball, and Cynthia got her …

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Alicia Hollies disappears

This is my first story. As english is not my first language, please excuse any mistake I made. So please enjoy my first story with a strong fetish theme: ALICIA HOLLIES DISAPPEARS THE TRAP Alicia was sitting in the reclining chair of her office, holding a copy of the “ELLE” magazine against her nylon clad thighs, looking at the high gloss pictures of models on the catwalk, presenting the sexy new winter collections of world famous designers. Short skirts, mainly in silk or chiffon, tight tops, mostly black or shimmering gray, matching dark pantyhose and a revival of classic high heels either court pumps or knee-high boots made a stunning contrast to the model’s burlesque make up, their pale faces with dark red lipstick and long black eyelashes. A fashion to the very liking of …

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The Girl 6

Resume: Mom and Dad is trying to free the Girl, held captive by her father, the Doctor. The Girl is hanging unconscious from the ceiling. As a distraction Mom in her wedding dress is offering her body to the Doctor. His computer is searching a USB Dongle for the missing formula. The Doctors face was showing growing anger as he looked at the computer screen. He saw Dad sitting on the Dame’s torso, jerking his cock between her gigantic tits. If the surveillance footage from her office was on the dongle – then the formula wasn’t. He shouted and swore in his native language and once again hit the buzzer button. A guard showed up. The Doctor shouted at him “I want five of you. Now!” The guard hasted back to get assistance. Seconds later …

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Debt to pay : Chapter 1

This is chapter 1 of the Debt to pay story. This Chapter went much longer then I intended, I will try to scale back the next chapters. Currently I plan to add 4-5 more chapters but, it might go longer than that, depending on how much I can shorten them. Please comment and message me your thoughts. This story is DARK. DO NOT READ, if murder and slavery is not something that you want to read about. NEVER do anything that you read about here. NEVER COPY ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS. This is meant as fiction and just a way to express a fetish, not an excuse to do anything with in. these are things that SHOULD get you thrown in a dark pit with rabid dogs, or prison, don’t do them! Please comment and get …

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Husband unknowingly get revenge

I’m Paul, an owner of two different businesses, and I run a vehicle recovery & repair garage, & I own a pub/ private club, which is situated about 3 miles outside the nearest city in the countryside. I have a strong group of lads and a few girls who like to sexually punish others, normally those who consent and come to my pub/private club. Now, this particular event that I am about to tell you about is 100% a genuine true story, and the names of the characters have been changed to protect myself and them, who may use this site. About 20 years ago, when CDs & DVDs were the big thing, I used to make videos of things that took place in my Private Club. One afternoon a got a phone call from …

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Evening Gone Wrong – Part 1

Zoe and her 18-year-old daughter, Katie, strode through the front door with an added skip in their step. “Honey, we’re home!” Zoe called. The house seemed unusually quiet, but Zoe thought nothing of it. The 36-year-old mother was one of those fit, active moms who loved being super engaged with her kids. While her younger daughter Callie was away at summer camp, her daughter Katie was home from college, and they’d decided to take full advantage of the time. Zoe had spent the entire day shopping in Orlando with Katie, spoiling her more than a bit, before they’d had dinner in the city and watched a movie in theaters to cap off the night. Now, with the moon streaming in through the door as she shut it behind her, they were tired but happy. “Dad? …

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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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Queen Yavara: Chapter 22

Chapter Twenty-Two LEVERIA The previous night had been a sleepless one. I’d sat in my office, drinking wine and contemplating the mirror before me. Its twin was hanging over Elena Straltaira. She was awake, staring up at herself, a thin rectangle of moonlight shining on her face. Though her jaw was swollen, her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was filmed with dried sweat and smeared blood, she shown like an angel to me in her lunar aura. “What the fuck is wrong with me?” She asked herself. I’d been asking myself the same thing. Father had come by again. He’d rapped on my door and pleaded gently for me to let him in, and once again, I didn’t answer. I’d just sat there, testing my reattached tongue against the back of my teeth, watching …

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Payback is a Dick

Everyone thought they knew me, but they didn’t. For as long as I remember I hated who I was. When I was younger it was never an issue. I played with the boys and no one said a thing, but when my body changed, everything changed with it. First the people around me changed. They told me what to do and when to do it, and then the boys around me changed, telling me what to do and how they wanted me to do it. When my body changed I began to hate myself. When my breasts began to develop that’s when most of the problems came. During those summer months I cursed my body, but there was nothing I could do. It seemed as my cup increased, so did my problems. The boys that …

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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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The Bitch Has It Coming-A

(I am keeping this story together even as I write new parts. So many read only the current thing in ‘New Stories’ then make comments about it being confusing and unclear. There are some added and reworked pieces in the first part anyway. Read and rate, pro or con.) It was almost too easy. Grabbing her as she walks past the dark doorway. Sticking the syringe in the back of her thigh. Now with her nicely drugged and out cold in the back of my van I can get on with daydreaming of what will happen over the next day or so. Hmmmm. I hope that animal sedation drug does not kill her but oh well. My mouth almost waters at the thoughts. Driving carefully through the city toward the country and the vacant house …

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The Dirty Old Resident: Part 2

The Dirty Old Resident: Part 2 Meranda pulls into a parking spot at work and put’s her car in park. Still holding the steering wheel with a tight grip as she stares at the building. Part of her just want”s to drive away and never go back ever. But something deep inside of her was…curious? She leans back in the drivers seat and takes a deep breath, turns the car off and opens her door. She keeps a straight face and heads inside to the clock in, swipe’s her badge and then walks to the office to pick up her keys. She tries to quietly sneak in so she doesn’t have to speak to anyone but of course….. Morning Meranda! The familiar voice comes from behind her as she turns to see Barbaras smiling face. …

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It Begins With the First

This story has strong language, and if you have a good imagination strong mental images. This is a rape a very violent one. I got really wet while writing. I hope you enjoy reading it just as much as I enjoy writing. This story is the first of it’s series, there will be more depending on the reviews I receive from this one. So please leave comments. And suggestions on what you would you think should happen to other girls in future stories 🙂 Enjoy It begins with the first. My name is Sarah and I am about to be the first victim of a brutal and humiliating rape. This is my story. I was camping during a long weekend one summer with some friends miles from the city. We rented a small cottage near …

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Hunted_(0)

Coal blue eyes look out into the dreary night from the grated entrance. Small soot stained hands grip the grate waiting for the right moment. The blue eyes close for a long second, the grate is old the metal dark with stains of refuse. This night steam rises from within slipping up into the early cool night air. Those blue eyes return to look out the grate now, the way clear. The eyes seem to fade back into the darkness of the drain as the grate scrapes from the wall with a metallic shriek. A well dressed woman steps from the sewer entrance. Almost as if the dead were rising from the graves. If any night were one for the dead tonight would suit them well. A deep fog is forming swirling with the misty …

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