My Life. Ch. 10…

6 Weeks later. Mom, Lacy and I were living together once again. Mom had found a house for us to rent, and just over a week ago they came back to town and we moved in. Movers brought all our stuff from a storage facility and we have been unpacking and trying to get settled in. This house is a little smaller than our last one, but has a pool which is nice since school just let out and summer break has begun. What’s really nice though is that it’s less than a mile from Lyla’s neighborhood, where I had been staying. Which means I can go ahead and stay in the same school I was attending for most of last year. It’s also the same school that Shelby goes to, and actually graduates from …

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TXR-92U-2280 – Call Name: Sara – Part 1

In a society that otherwise resembles our own, mass slavery has persisted into the 21st Century. It is a common and accepted feature of public and private life. Males and females of all ethnic backgrounds are held thrall, without status or legal rights. They are quite literally living property, and may be bought, sold and used for any purpose, including: hard labor, breeding, menial work and sexual servitude. This series of stories, which is not presented in any particular order, explores the daily life of a prostitute-slave named Sara. Purchased at auction by a Las Vegas casino, she is tasked with fulfilling the sexual urges of its clientèle, who pay for her favors along with room service and Wi-Fi access. Subject to their every whim, she has known both anguish and delight, but most often …

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A Belting in Connecticut_(1)

It was a dark and stormy night… “You’re shitting us,” Trent hollered above the din of Krazy Vin’s, a local strip club. “Not Allison, she would never… I don’t fucking believe you!” David clamped me on the shoulder, spilling my drink. “Yeah man, I’m with Trent on this one. You’re full of shit. Good story though, man!” The story I had told them was how, on occasion, my super hot girlfriend likes me to dominate her, in some very physical ways. Ways that, to the uninitiated, might make someone want to call the police. That’s where our loft comes in handy. Built on the remains of an old aircraft engine factory, my loft was rock solid and let no sound escape. “Hey there boys.” A young lady came up to us. “Any of you fellas …

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My freaky girlfriend 2

I had just spent a weekend away, filming and doing photo shoots. By now a lot of my films had come out and were all over the internet. All of the teen magazines that I had done photo shoots for were all out as well. I had gotten copies of every movie I had done up to this point, but I never watched any of them. I had my own safe and they were all in that safe still wrapped in plastic. It was a lot of fun and I was starting to make a lot of money. Which helped since the bills that stacked up when dad died started to really get laid down. I got home after an entire weekend away and spent the rest of that Sunday night with my little sister. …

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At the Races

Sitting in his chair, sipping at his tea, he flicked idly over the album. It was times like this which he loved. The afternoon sun cast a mellow light onto the dusty photos lying in his lap. He smiled; his childhood was always so much fun. And it was even better to look back on! One photo stood out for him though. The grainy family photo at the horse race. He couldn’t remember this one before. How could he even forget that day? Looking into his own eyes, he remembered the time the family went to Saratoga. Oh, how much had changed since then. He was fitter, smarter, and more handsome; and yet in the photo, so anonymous. His sisters all bore huge white grins; merely a smile was on his face. He grinned at …

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Generations

Generations As I watched my fourteen year old great granddaughter lounging in the sun I couldn’t help but think back to that day I found her grandmother, my daughter, messing around with a man in my bedroom. I was supposed to be at work but had decided it was too nice a day to be at work. So I told John my assistant manager that as company boss I deemed it my responsibility to get as much sunshine as possible to keep me healthy. “Yes sir Mr Thomas,“ He smiled. It’s not like I hadn’t done this before. The business was running well and I really didn’t need to be there all the time anymore. It had taken the death of my beloved wife two years ago to bring that home to me. It had …

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PERFORMANCE REVIEW

copyright: Lesley Tara, 2012 Julie MacDonald watched the other workers in the office gather up their things and get ready to leave at the end of the day, but on this Thursday afternoon she made no move to join them, and just called out cheerfully ‘goodnight’ and ‘see ya in the morning’, or just waved to the women who were further away. In truth, she was rather nervous and preoccupied, but trying not to let it show – although the reason for her tension was not exactly a secret. One of the youngest women, Lise-Jo, who seemed really nice and had been particularly welcoming to the newcomer, detoured on her way out to give Julie a sympathetic smile and an encouraging pat on the shoulder. ‘Don’t you worry, you’ll be fine … really, I’m sure …

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Toy Store Boy: Chaper Two: Brother and Sister? Really?

Chapter Two: Bother and Sister? Really? I said before that I hadn’t paid any attention to what my father was doing the whole wedding and this was probably a big mistake but I will explain the irony of all that in a while. For about a month I couldn’t get up the courage to call Katie. I was thinking of her still every time I took care of myself. I couldn’t help it, I knew she was my sister but she was also the only girl I had ever been with. I was conflicted. I had thought of her all the time since that day in the park. The incident at the wedding had put me into hyper drive. Every spare moment I had I was stroking it to the memory of us. I had …

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Georgia goes to University Part 005

Georgia goes to University by Vanessa Evans Part 05 – We order Riley her new wardrobe. Wednesday saw me wake up at about 9 a.m. and the first thing that I did was to open my laptop to see if there were any new files archived from my Wi-Fi camera. Imagine my surprise when I saw 5 new files. Okay, the first one was Riley setting up the camera between her knees, and the last one was her waking up but the other 3 were all about the same file size and when I viewed each of them the contents was just about the same. Riley’s right hand moving to her pussy and her masturbating to an orgasm before her hand just rested on her pussy. After watching all 3 I just sat there, not …

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Slave of Amazons

Getting captured sucks. It tends to involve things like pissing yourself in terror, while terrifying Amazons hold their spears deathly still at your Adam’s apple, leaving you too afraid to so much as swallow. Getting taken prisoner sucks. It involves endless manacled marching and cruel whipping whenever you stumble or falter. Being sold into slavery sucks. It involves standing naked under the hot sun, as Amazons mutter and joke to each other about you, while your throat dries out and a thin layer of dust cakes you. The start of being a slave wasn’t so bad. The dust of the markets was washed off. The welts that my whippings had left were poulticed. I was anointed with fragrant oils and clad in simple robes. I couldn’t help but be nervous though, because the men who …

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An Accidental Woman

Both my parents died when I was 13 in a car accident. With no family and no where to go, I became a ward of the state, and once I turned 18, I was turned lose, with little to no prospects and only a college scholarship and the money that was placed in trust when I became and orphan. Life had not been that great. I had learned to be alone, to not trust people, and was extremely awkward socially. The other guys at the home told stories about the girls they had fucked or messed around with, but somehow, even though I deeply wanted to get with girls, I never knew what to say. All that changed when I started college. I didn’t tell people about my past. I was a decent looking guy, …

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22Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor

Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor Chapter Twenty-Two: Pretzel Lovin’ Disclaimer: Not mine, I own nothing. I’m not making any money. WARNING: Harsh Language, adult themes, sexual situations (i.e. smut), bad spelling and grammar. Author’s Notes: This story is a broad farce with over the top humor (a good deal of it is crude and sexual) and OOC actions (that’s Out Of Character if you don’t know). Also, this is my first smut-ish fic. If you don’t like sex and sex-based humor, do NOT read this! Chapter Twenty-Two: Harry and Hermione attempt their first original ritual. In order to prepare themselves for the rituals that Hermione had created, the brunette witch devised a comprehensive workout routine. This routine consisted of several yoga postures as well as various calisthenics. Both of the young lovers would …

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SHARING A TEENAGE BOY WITH MY MAN

“Yes, you know I would,” Roger told me as he ogled my naked body front on and my magnificent big ass (his words) in the mirror. “So pleased you said yes, now get naked for me and sit on that stool in front of me.” “I am imagining and fantasising: you are watching me masturbate, with one of the boys from your gym watching. You and the boy are both naked sitting on stools. I was fully dressed before I told both of you to get naked for me. You know I am an exhibitionist and I love a voyeur watching, or a group of voyeurs watching me naked. I have warned both of you, no touching me, definitely no sex with me. You can say anything you wish to me, I want to tease …

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A TALENTED OLDER MAN FOR MY LADY AND ME

“Carlos is sixty-years old, Latin American, he has worked as a male model for all his life, hard to believe his age, so handsome, so dapper, so sophisticated with his patrician style and manner with his short cropped blond hair and matching small beard. “That’s him with his thirty-five year old girlfriend / personal assistant on his arm, both of them in skimpy bikinis, look at his tanned body, powerfully built, barrel chested, attractive man boobs, strong arms, flat stomach, footballer’s legs and what an ass for any man. Both of them with collagen lips. Can you see the outline of his cock? Fabulous body for a man that age. Did I tell you he is bi?,” my buddy asked teasing me, hinting that both he and his lady had sex with him. I could …

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The Forbidden Fruit, Part I

It was a mid summer Saturday mornin’, the sun was telling me it was about 10:30 and I was coolin’ my heels waitin’ for the bus that was comin’ from Bartlesville to pull in. It was carryin’ my cousin here to help us out with the hay buckin’ and was runnin’ about a half hour late. When I say helpin’ with the hay buckin’, I meant to say that she drove the tractor pullin’ the hay wagon as us guys threw the bales up to ol’ Clem for stackin’. We had about 500 acres almost ready to bale and that was a hell of a lot of buckin’ to do. Peggy Sue was my Daddy’s brother’s little girl and she had come down here to help out every year for about as long as she …

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cheat part 1

.The Bus, one last ride. My girlfriend and I were heading to her parents place for a weekend to celebrate their 30th wedding anniversary and were picking up a second hand car for us so we only had one way tickets and would drive the ‘new to us’ car back home. It was a late night bus and we were both pretty tired before we got on, it was a warm night so the AC on the bus was a welcome relief, I was just wearing my usual summer attire of loose terry towelling shorts and a polo shirt while Grace being the flirt she is had a short denim skirt on with a cross over looking top thing on with no underwear either. We made our way down to the back half of the …

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Only One Road – chapters 20, 21

– XX – The door was unlocked just like I expected. I didn’t even bother being quiet, I didn’t see the point. “Finally!” I’ve heard Mickey’s voice from the living room. “Took you a while! I got bored, had to start without you. Hurry up already!” I walked into the medium size living room. When I saw Dylan, I almost shot Mickey right then and there. Dylan was handcuffed to the old heater, his face so pale that it seemed unreal. Mickey turned around and literally froze in his spot when he saw me. He looked like he was wearing some demented Halloween mask. I smiled at him. “Hey”, I said softly. “Having fun?” “What the hell…” he said and moved towards an old desk that was sitting in the corner of the room. “Nope”, …

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