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A Family Betrayal Chapter 39 alternate ending

It’s been a weird couple of weeks since Father’s Day. My family has been coming together supporting one another. There has been a few other changes which have caught my eyes…Simone and Vanessa. Both have well been flirting with me, and showing me affection other then a niece to her uncle. I have been a bit worried about the way they come up to me in front of my wives and loves placing their arms around me and kissing me. It’s at those times I hear giggles. I look to see Simon, Lisa, Savannah, and Megan to see them smiling at me. I don’t know what they expect to happen, but I shake the thought from my head. I have even told those that have my heart my thoughts to only get smiles with their …

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Stepson’s revenge part 2

Stepson’s Revenge, part 2 Note: before the story begins allow me to say one thing, it contains scenes of graphic violence, gore, sadism, torture and death. Consider yourself duly warned. So don’t bother reading this only to bitch about how apparently psychotic or sick I am because to be quite honest I just won’t listen. Enjoy 🙂 ————————————————————————————————————- It must’ve been a year since John and Suni killed Lorraine, and enjoyed it. In the end John had taken Suni as his lover and she had taken him as her master. Not because of any real superiority, but because she enjoyed being controlled, being dominated. There were incidents where John went too far with their bondage, torture and forced orgasms, these incidents planted the seed of hate in her, but it never amounted to anything because …

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Welcome to your new home, bitch!

How long has it been since I was informed I was sold? God, I am so fucking hungry! I’d give anything to have somebody to cum in my mouth just to give my stomach something to work on. What did he mean when he said F was rough on his bitches? They could have at least taken the jacking device from my mouth. My mouth is SOOO dry… I think I am still bound to that bench. Hard to tell, the hunger and thirst are making it difficult to think. Hell, just to keep conscious! It feels like a very long time. Hours, for sure. Maybe a day. To difficult to know… Huh! What! My arms are being freed. Oooo. ugh. Can’t move them. Huge pain in shoulders. Legs are being left tied. Something up …

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Sisters broken II

The night was dark and cold as Krista walked, the wind cutting through her sweater like it was made of paper. She started to regret only wearing her leggings and sweater. With only a tank top beneath it. Her feet were feeling cold and she also wondered why she chose to wear flats with no socks on. A rock in her flat was biting into her sole, she bent over to remove it and was suddenly blind. Some kind of bag was over her head. As she began to scream she was struck with a tazer in the neck. She was out cold almost instantly. The man moved his prize quickly, making sure not to leave anything behind. He drove home eagerly anticipating his coming fun. It would be something he would never get to …

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HEAD GAMES

This is my first attempt at story telling of any kind. I have been reading this forum for the last few months, so if some of the adjectives sound familiar, thank you in advance for adding to my vocabulary. I hope you all like. Head Games It was very late one night when I was returning home from my bartending job in the city. I was taking the last train out on the Metro and to say that it was deserted would have been an understatement. There were only a handful of people on the train and everyone was bundled up to protect themselves from the cold night air. I could not wait to get back to my small warm apartment and release my feet from the shoes that had been cramping them for the …

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Beauty and The Beast

Between the darkness of the forest and the foreboding of the house, there was a garden of extraordinary beauty. Though it had clearly been cultivated with some skill, it was not overly pruned, nor sculpted. Nature had not been tamed, but rather invited within the boundary of the high stone wall and gently coaxed to display its most vibrant colours and playful, sprawling shapes. In every direction, flowers of all forms and hues competed for the admiration of the observer. The air was alive with the humming of bees and the sweet fug of lavender and honeysuckle, undercut by the insistent sharpness of rosemary and pine. And everywhere there were roses, each resplendent in dashing crimson or virginal white. Through this scene there walked a girl no less beautiful than her surroundings. Slightly built and …

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Dark as Ivory 3

Tuesday It took the entire ride to a parking garage but by the time he parked I was a little more coherent again. And it was mostly thanks to that hotter than hell sports car he had that I started coming back to reality. Otherwise I might have just stared at Flatline some more, like a fucking idiot. But when I saw his car, my eyes went wide. “Woah. Bitching ride. What made you decide on it?” He grinned and then I was talking to him easily because I wasn’t looking at him, instead distracted by the smooth as silk interior. His car was one of my favorite models for my own reasons but I wanted to hear his. And it was easy to talk about that because Flatline and I had enjoyed many conversations, …

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Crystal Ridge 3

We watched the snowfall for a little while longer. “Do you want more coffee?” She asked me. My mind was jolted out of its forgotten daydream by her question. “Yea, that would be nice.” I moved from the window to the couch, after putting a couple of large logs on the fire. Laura returned a few minutes later, two steaming cups in her hands and sat down next to me on the couch, handing me my cup back. “I wonder if the power will come back on today.” She tried to make small talk as if there wasn’t anything else to talk about. “I wonder if you’re going to tell me about this Eddie guy and what you were doing in the middle of nowhere yesterday.” I peered over my coffee cup at her reaction …

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New Beginnings – Pt 2 Ch 6

“Elisabeta…” the soft, sinuous voice snaked its way through her head. Lisa stirred, and sharp agony answered the slight movement she’d tried to make. “Wake up, my darling Elsa,” the loving, venomous voice whispered again. “I’ve have a surprise for you.” “S’prize?” she murmured, still half asleep. “Whaz’it?” She took a breath to try and wake up more so she could see her new gift. A piercing agony speared her deep inside her lungs as she tried to inhale. “Ahh, yes!” she heard Vlad gasp with aroused wonder. “My gift to you works very well… Lisa groaned and stretched out, arching her back and trying to get away from the piercing pain in the bottom of both her lungs. As she moved, she could feel wooden stakes moving in her gut. Her eyes snapped open …

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A Good man

A Good man ————————————————————————————————— Tom Palance sat on the park bench trying to not feel sorry for his self. Christ they said that bad luck always traveled in threes but now he was starting to believe it. First he’d walked out on his wife, he loved her but he just couldn’t take her anymore. Good god after nearly dying to have her say so? What the fuck! To have her say that she didn’t love him, in no way at all? That she didn’t need him? Why not leave? Thank god the kids were all grown, here she had told him that he was going to end up old and alone and here it looked like it was going to be her. Then while staying with his brother a few days, had dented the front …

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From a sophisticated mom to a cheap dirty slut – A desi story

Hi All. This is Dilip back with another hardcore story. This is a hardcore sex story and has many extreme sexual themes like incest, watersports, scatplay and also bdsm. If you don’t enjoy these things, I would say this is not a story. Send in your comments to [email protected] It was 2 years back. I was 20 at that time. We are a family of 3. We live in an apartment in Chennai. My father works abroad and comes once a year. So, it is just me and my mother staying here. Our apartment has multiple blocks. Each block has 4 floors. We live in the 4th floor of our block. Each floor has just two houses. The doors of the houses will be facing each other and there is a lift between the doors. …

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Complicit

Breathing. It’s all I can hear. Whoever is doing it seems to be rather distressed. Their breath is alarmingly raspy and they’re clearly hyperventilating. Oh. That’s my breathing. The realization helps centre me. I’m me. Wherever I am, it’s pitch black. I try to move, but I can’t, I’m restrained. There is something holding my ankles and arms. I have a brief feeling of terrible vertigo, unsure of which direction is up. After a few horrible seconds, my panic subsides. My feet are on the ground; I am standing upright. I am still restrained. And I don’t have any clothes on. With an effort, I calm my racing breath. In the quiet, I become aware of my thundering heart. I try to think back to how I got here, but my mind feels fogged. Drugs, …

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Hannah and Gretel

Once upon a time… there lived two beautiful sisters who dwelt hard by a great forest with their poor, woodcutter father and their surly, jealous stepmother. The elder and wiser of the sisters was named Hannah; tall and willowy with a luscious main of auburn curls and apricot-shaded skin that was as fair and flawless as porcelain. Her younger and more impetuous sibling was named Gretel; diminutive and curvaceous with a head of raven black locks and rose-stained lips that were as sweet and seductive as wine. Hannah and Gretel lived a lowly existence of chores and poverty and were endlessly persecuted by their odious stepmother. Their father had little to bite or break and once when a great dearth fell on the land he could no longer even procure daily bread. He thought this …

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Clarissa’s wish in granted

Clarissa decided that she had a new job. She was going to reach the biggest, strongest and the longest orgasm possible, no matter how difficult it was or what she had to do. It was not allowed for a human to assign missions to herself especially if it was to a demon, but she had decided that, either she got what she wanted or she would fuck her way to the top, thus getting what she wanted either way. The curvaceous female put on her sluttiest clothes and walked to a club a couple of blocks away. In this neighborhood everything was allowed except killing each other. Clothing was optional and so was sex, anytime, anywhere, and as long as it was under the protection of the law. Slavery was also common but it operated …

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Alucard: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia

Chapter 4: Mr. Ettington and His Wife, Cornelia Trees. Mountains in the distance. I always admired nature’s beauty, its calming indifference. It began to rain, just a slight drizzle. I flipped on the wipers. It was a lovely autumn day, the sky was a bright blue with whisks of white clouds. I was driving to Mr. Ettington’s estate on request. It had been several weeks since the birthing of his half-breed and he wanted to thank me in person. I drove through the gates leading to his home. Mr. Ettington had considerable wealth and his property displayed that. I was greeted by staff that suggested I walk out to the large building with red doors, as I would find Mr. Ettington there. I opened the one of the red doors, and found myself in a …

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Beauty and The Beast: Chapter 7

Rose woke up blissfully rested, although with a very sore behind. The sun outside told her that The Beast had let her rest past his accustomed time for serving breakfast. Maybe the spanking had only been the start of her punishment and she would be back to eating cold eggs at the dinner table. Tying her petticoats and shrugging into one of her old dresses (which she had come to think of as her housework clothes) she went downstairs to investigate. The Beast was waiting for her at the dinner table, reading a book. He put it down as she entered, marking his place. “Ah, Rose,” he said, “I thought it best to let you sleep as long as you needed. If you would do me the honour of waiting for a moment, I will …

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Of Rats and Men_(3)

In his dark gray van, the man followed the teenage girl through the nearly abandoned streets. It was a quiet, starless night; he could just barely glimpse the girl as she walked underneath the dim streetlights and through the silvery moonlight emitted by the glowing orb far, far above. Up ahead, the girl stopped at an intersection, waiting for the few cars to cross, and the man had a chance to look her over once again. She was young, perhaps eighteen years old, with a slender, gently curving body, sky blue eyes, and long blonde hair that he could discern even from this distance. Then, the lights flashed green, and she continued away from the sparse traffic, closer to him. After a few blocks, she turned into an alleyway. The man decided that this was …

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Avenging Sara

My name is Tom Wright. I grew up in Westlake, Ohio, and graduated from Westlake Highschool last month, the day before my 18th birthday. I’m writing this letter to try and explain what really happened over the weekend, because the news has almost all of it wrong. I don’t expect you to understand or agree with what I did, but I would like you to at least hear an explanation directly from me. First, I need to tell you a little bit about my history with Sara Maarten. Sara and I were friends since the third grade, when she and her parents moved to Cleveland from The Netherlands. She spoke perfect English, but her Dutch accent made some of the kids, especially other girls, laugh at her. I loved it. She and I were friends …

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My sisters their friends and me, their sissy Part 2

My sisters their friends and me, their sissy Part Four Jolt after jolt of electricity passed through my body. Each longer and worse than the one before it. I held my number two hole shut because I believed what Joy had said about losing any of the water. But the pain was becoming almost too much. I knew that in another jolt or two my control would be completely gone and even with the help of the big thing back there plugging me I was certain to lose that water. And there were two gallons in me making me look really pregnant. And it was strange to think of an eight year old boy, or sissy as I guess I now am being known as, as being pregnant. But I couldn’t spend much time thinking …

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God is a Slut Chapter 4: The Gang Rape Movie_(1)

LUCIFER I sat in my office with famous psychologist Sigmund Freud and sexologist Alfred Kinsey. We poured over the dossier I had on Rachel, trying to figure what made this pure girl tick. Smoke filled the air as we inhaled pack after pack of cigarettes. “…I think you’re overestimating the controlling nature of Rachel’s sexuality.” Freud said, “All humans desire control, but Rachel seeks to put that control in the hands of an idealistic interpretation of God.” “That’s where I think you’re wrong, Sigmund.” Kinsey replied, “I think Rachel’s lack of control in her childhood and teen years has manifested itself into her sexuality. Her domineering sexual nature with God suggests that she might actually have animosity to the almighty, and part of her resents the control she has given God over her life. She …

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