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Father’s Day Roast

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Father’s Day Roast Story: #32 Copyright ©2005 Written: June 12 2005 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: Piasa_Troll Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************************** “Mom?” Jessica called out as she was coming down the stairs from her room wearing nothing more then a thin T-shirt and a pair of red silk panties, “Yes dear” her mother replied as Jessica entered the kitchen, “Father’s day is coming up soon, what should I get dad” Jessica asked as she opened the refrigerator and pulled out a plate wrapped in tin foil. Taking the plate over to the counter she unwrapped it to reveal a fresh cunt steak, popping it into the microwave while her mother turned to her to answer her question, “Well you know how much he likes meat-girls why don’t you …

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Linda’s Demise

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Linda slumped back on the bed, one big tit slipping out of her black bra as her head hit the pillows. She leaned back heavily, as I watched her body going limp from the door of the bathroom. “I’m really fucked up….” she slurred. The drink I had fixed her was doing the job, she was nearly out. As I looked at her plump body I thought back on the better part of the past year. We had been getting together at least once a month at hotels and occasionally her dumpy rental house to get high and fuck. She had seen one of my fake profiles on Tinder and commented on my dick pics. She shared a photo of her pussy lips open like a butterfly and her big soft-looking tits – and I …

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Bk 1, Ch 8: Cleaning House

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Chapter 8: Cleaning House From the steps of the warrior hall, I watched a red-headed girl writhe until her body heaved and her struggle ceased. It was too bad really—from where I stood, the girl looked very pretty. Well, no sense crying over spilt milk. Even with the help of the townsfolk, the task of clearing the town was colossal. I estimated there were at least 250 dead and wounded spread throughout the town and the surrounding fields, with just under fifty Zavalan adults and teens healthy enough to move them. Between the injured, my perimeter archers, and those busy with other tasks, only forty of my warriors would be able to guard and assist them. Still, Sigurd seemed to have things well in hand. He stood with some of my junior warchiefs and organized …

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Bk 1, Ch 4: The Beach

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Chapter 4: The Beach Alena couldn’t believe she’d drawn guard duty on Harvest Day. She’d turned seventeen a few weeks ago, so she was finally old enough to find a partner to celebrate with. Well, she got off shift at sundown. Maybe she’d be able to find a nice guy during the night bonfire. Alena smiled. Emily, a blooded warrior of twenty-one summers, had promised to introduce her to several good-looking men that night. Alena could hear the roar of the crowd in the town square as she looked out over the river and she was stabbed with another pang of jealousy. She glanced around at her similarly unlucky comrades. At the westernmost end of the beach stood Loni. Loni was fifteen with long dark-brown hair and naked. Despite being two years younger than Alena, …

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Martyr_(0)

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She was finishing her prayers as I entered the room, we are now finally alone as the martyr was allowed the last night in solitude and prayer. Karina Spiridonova looked up at me and smiled, but in her eyes I could see fear. She was still very pretty, even if time has chipped away her youthful appearance. Her skin was fair and smooth, her large brown eyes were still as beautiful as the day I met her, and off course her shapely body exhibited the finest curves a woman could have. She was to martyr herself the next day for the cause, we Chechens have been in the struggle against the Russian invaders for a long time. But I knew the truth, it was going to be another meaningless sacrifice and a waste of good …

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The King in Yellow Chapter Eight

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MAGDA’S SUBMISSION “Good morning, Doctor. Where is Dana today?” asked Dmitri, as Katya entered the room and took her seat in front of him. “That is not your concern.” she replied, “You are to answer my questions this morning.” He did not let his face betray his satisfaction and was also quietly pleased at her choice of outfit; her dress was much more feminine – and much more revealing – than the usual charcoal-grey skirt and jacket. “Today, I would like to learn what happened to “Magda”. I think you know who I mean?” Katya lifted an immaculate eyebrow. “We ate her.” Dmitri replied, “I took the heart raw, as always, and Andrei had her cunt and breasts the same way. We had promised her that, and…” “Enough!” Katya screamed at him, leaping to her …

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Bk 1, Ch 6: War and Peace

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I took a seat at the foot of the stage, exhausted. In front of me lay a middle-aged man wearing a cloak of embroidered gold. I figured he was probably the village lord. His spine was crooked and an arm and both legs were broken. No doubt he had been trampled to death in the opening moments of the attack. A woman and a boy in similar attire lay next to him with similar injuries. I pitied them; it was an ignoble way to die. I looked out over the square, over the veritable blanket of wriggling, squirming bodies. A tall man sat cradling his hands, which were each missing several digits. A young girl whimpered pitifully, curled on her knees and hugging the hole in her belly. A teenage warrior crawled slowly on her …

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Bk 2, Ch 2: The Calm Before the Storm

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Chapter 2: The Calm Before the Storm After that first sparring match on the third day, I made a point of talking with Emmy at least once a day. Sometimes it was for only a minute, sometimes it was for a half an hour. Sometimes we talked about her life, about Viking culture, and about combat theory. Other times we talked about nothing at all. On the sixth day, I found time in the late evening. The other Zavalan girl was asleep when I walked in. There was a thick bandage around her chest, but I could tell that, like Emmy, the girl didn’t have much bust underneath. I was beginning to think that these people on average had smaller breasts than Clan women. It wasn’t a bad thing, just different. Emmy was still awake …

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Summoning a Demon

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“Nomi is that you?” Naomi’s boyfriend shouted, from his garage, as she knocked on the front door. He used her families pronunciation of her name, rather than the normal one. Naomi had spent her whole live correcting people when they said her name the usual way, rather than the ‘Nomi’ of her family. Ian had picked up on the proper way to say it very quickly after they had first met at the school disco. That had been nearly a year and a half and they were still together. Of course they were both looking towards college, then university after. Or at least that was where Naomi was heading. Ian was not so sure he wanted university. His aim was college then heading out into the world to earn his living. Naomi was not certain …

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Bk 1, Ch 2: First Harvest

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Chapter 2: First Harvest There were still a few hours before first light when we arrived in the woods outside the town. I had already sent Baldar and Inger ahead to neutralize the land-ward sentries. They appeared like ghosts out of the darkness. Inger grinned evilly, her hair slick with the blood of her victim, and Baldar flashed me a thumbs up. They had both killed their sentries without a sound. In the pre-dawn darkness, I hid sixty of my men and women—the bulk of my forces—in the forest three hundred meters north of the town. A smaller force of fifteen men led by Torstein hid behind some small storehouses west of the beach. I gave Inger two more warriors with orders to eliminate the sentries by the river. My remaining warriors set up a …

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The Last Pleasure

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Last Pleasure John couldn’t believe it was already time to say goodbye. It felt like just yesterday that Elizabeth Becker’s life had been on the line in the Stuhoff trials. John had worked tirelessly to defend her, and now she was to be hanged in the next hour. Now, as her execution loomed, she wanted to show her gratitude to John in the most intimate way possible. She wanted to feel his cock inside her one last time, to have him fill her up with his hot seed. Elizabeth’s breasts bounced in John’s hands as she rode him. Her pussy gripped his cock, trying to milk every drop of cum from him. She wanted to feel his warm seed inside her one last time, she wanted to have his baby. Little did she know, she …

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Personal Assistant

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Oldman Chen had just finished his call with the regional head of the Communist Party. His frustration was evident. The call had gone worse than he expected and now he was left with a headache. He threw off his robes and lay on the luxury bed of his home, in the nude. Meimei walked in the room, the personal assistant of Chen. She noticed her boss looked a bit frustrated. “Sir, can I help you with anything?” she asked as she approached him. Meimei, Chen’s personal assistant, was a young woman in her mid-twenties with a body that could make any man’s head turn. She had long, dark hair that flowed down her back, and her dress clung to her curves in all the right places. “I need a drink,” Chen replied, “and then a …

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The Fate of the Empress and the Handmaid

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The Fate of the Empress and her Handmaid In the final years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, a period marked by political turmoil and the decline of imperial power, the emperor once again finds himself at the mercy of a powerful warlord. Caocao, who had risen to prominence through his military prowess and strategic mind has taken control of the imperial court, making him the de facto ruler while the emperor became little more than a puppet on a string. The emperor, despite being all but powerless, was not one to accept this fate. He was determined to reclaim his rightful authority and restore the Han Dynasty to its former glory. However, the task seemed insurmountable, as Caocao’s grip on the court was tight, and his network of spies and informants was vast. The emperor …

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Jessica’s Fantasy Roast – Part 1 of 4

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Part 1 – The Meeting Jessica was not sure what to make of her encounter with the strange old woman during her jungle vacation, Jessica was very upset having gone to the jungle in search of a real cannibal chefs to make her Dolcett fantasy’s come true only to return still alive her dream still unfulfilled. Lying on her bed after a very long plane trip without even enough strength left to undress Jessica began remember the strange words the old woman had spoken to her the several times they had run into each other the day she decided to give up her jungle cannibal search, “I know that of witch you seek” the old woman had said, taking her for what she appeared to be an old woman clearly out of it she was …

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Bagdad Brothel

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Bagdad Brothel I will never forget my time in Bagdad, the crazy shit I did and experienced out there many people would never believe. But one night stood out above the rest, and this is the story of that night. I was a private security contractor working for a Saudi business man in Bagdad. What kind of business he was in or what I did, I will not discuss. During my stay in Bagdad I lived in an apartment about a block away from my employer’s business. My favorite place to visit was a brothel across the street from me, it was a 2 story building, first floor was completely converted to a garage and the second floor was the brothel. I frequented the establishment when ever I was off duty. On that night I …

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Jessica’s Capture – Part 7 of 10

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Part 7 – New Arrival’s Two large tractor trailer’s back into the processing plant’s loading dock as guards take their positions ready to receive the new arrivals, “Looks like we have a lot of inspecting and grading to-do this is only the first of 4 loads” Jerry said looking to Jessica standing next to him. “Ok let’s do this, boss” came Jessica’s reply as they moved closer to the trailer’s, “Damn these girl’s are filthy” Jerry said looking at Jessica. “Ok people lets get these bitches cleaned off and herded into the holding pens” Jerry instructed the guards, walking over to get a closer look at the girls in the trailer, “Listen up cow’s, any shit from you and you will be fed to the dog’s” he said watching the scared girl’s tremble. “Follow the …

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Jessica’s Christmas Feast

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Jessica sat at the kitchen table bits of girl bacon left over from breakfast dribbling from her mouth, not sure if she had heard her mother correctly over the clang on the oven door being slammed shut with Lina inside to begin her cooking, had her mother just said what she thought she said?, “What did you tell her?” Jessica asked already knowing the answer before her mother could tell her. “I told her since they were giving us their only daughter to roast for thanks giving its only fair that we give them ours to roast for Christmas” came the reply Jessica feared, she had heard her mother correctly, turning to leave the kitchen her mother went into the living room leaving Jessica at the table with new thoughts of escape and survival. Jessica …

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Club Fatale, Pt. 8

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Club Fatale, Pt. 8 Chapter Fifteen – The Blue Room “You do understand the rules of the Blue Room, Mr. Anderson?” “Yes,” I responded. “And are you prepared to place yourself beneath these rules, to be held to the letter of these rules and to execute all actions that these rules require of you?” “Yes, I am,” I said. “Then you may enter the Blue Room of your own free will, Mr. Anderson.” “Thank you, Mr. Lloyd,” I said and entered. I smiled at the brunette on my arm, as I led her fatefully across the threshold and into the silken blue chamber beyond. As I did, I distinctly felt a chill wash over me. It was like the woman on my arm was a ghost; I could almost see the reaper standing at her …

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Club Fatale, Pt. 4

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Club Fatale, Pt. 4 Chapter Six – Enter Devon I woke in the morning, my cock still inside Enya’s warm pussy. It was so tight that I could feel myself harden immediately. I pulled out and rolled the girl onto her back. I quickly straddled her head and fucked her face until I got off. She moaned the whole time and I sprayed my jizm all over her youthful features. Rolling off of her, I pulled my pants on and walked into the living room. I stopped short. In the living room was Emmanuelle, seated on a sofa. With her was an unfamiliar dark-haired woman, sitting beside her. Jana knelt a few feet away: her eyes wet with tears. “Emmanuelle?” I said, surprised. “Good morning! I didn’t hear you come in. Who’s your friend?” She …

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Devilish cruelty

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It all started when my wife and I were watching television one night; it was one of those police detective shows that proliferate across the weekly viewing, in this one the villain had a sadistic kink and was capturing young girls and tormenting them. We watched it through and then went off to bed. We talked of the show and agreed that the plot had been rather stupid. Somehow though, we began talking of the kink the guy had towards girls. “I can’t see any pleasure in hurting someone like that unless they wanted to be hurt,” I commented. My wife was a little surprised and asked would I like hurting a girl if she wanted it. I felt a bit embarrassed at what I’d unthinkingly said. “Well, if someone wanted it,” I mumbled. “Would …

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