Asmodeus – Demon of Lust: Part 4

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A/N – Hello everyone! I hope you guys are enjoying this series as much as I enjoy writing. Please, please send me some feedback if you liked it (or even if you didn’t) and let me know if you guys have any suggestions for what should happen next, all ideas are open to consideration. Happy reading! Cheers, Steelkat Part 4 Get up! No use moping; crying will get you nowhere. I push myself off of the wet rock, slipping and scraping my arm as I struggle to control my shaking body. Focusing on the icy pain, I encase my heart with that same cold, feeling it harden and add steel to my reserve. It seems silly, but blaming Asmodeus for this latest injury makes it easier for me to envision hating him. He did this …

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Mitch’s Great Adventure

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This is a story I wrote back in 2004. I hope you enjoy it. Wickedtea. Feel free to comment to me in person at wickedteax at hotmail.com My name is Mitchell, but most people call me Mitch. I lived in a small town 40 miles from civilization, with a population of only about 250 or so. It is one of those towns where everybody knows each other. In this town you were either a miner or a miners wife. I was 17, and because of the day I was born, as well as being left back a year, I was the oldest in my 10th grade class. School was kind of nice, because most of our teachers were women. For the most part, I think all of them were very pretty. But these women had …

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Thanking Captain America_(1)

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A quiet dark had settled over the small town of Beaver Pennsylvania. The bad sections across the way in Rochester were getting worse, and at night? Sarrah chose not to think about it. She was safe in Beaver, quaint, quiet Beaver. Up the street she walked, tight leggings hugging her silky legs. She wasn’t dressed provocatively, she had on a big hoodie and leggings, but you’d have to be blind to miss her stunning visage. Dark and late it was as Sarrah carried her garbage to the dumpster. Eerily quiet it was at this hour, all she saw ahead of her was 6′ tall gentlemen walking up the street away from her lost in his thoughts. Paying him no mind she reached the alley where dumpster she used was. It was recessed into the alley …

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Trapped, Trained and Twisted Pt. 02

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Chapter Three: The Lessons Begin. He forced me to repeat my rules over and over again for an incomprehensible amount of time as a mix of fear and anger continued to burn inside my exposed little body. I heard the words escape my parched lips “I am The Cunt” and “you are my Master” over and over again until the phrases lost all meaning. Despite the mantras flowing robotically from my mouth, the only thoughts in my head were of my friends and family. Surely someone was looking for me. Certainly the police must be on the case and would burst through the doorway any moment to rescue me. “I will give you some time to think about things but you will maintain your position,” he said to me as he moved toward the doorway. …

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Romeo and Juliewet.

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Tonight was the night—the first showing of Romeo and Juliet. For the first time in my life, I had been cast in a play. Not only had I been cast, I had been given the lead. I was playing Juliet, my most favorite of all the female leads in Shakespeare’s plays. I spent countless hours rehearsing, memorizing lines, blocking scenes, stealing kisses between classes with my co-star, Collin, and soaking up the limelight. Tonight was going to be perfect. Most likely. I paced the hallway outside the green room, wringing my hands nervously. There were so many people in the audience tonight. The entire auditorium had sold out. What if I messed up a line? What if I tripped and fell on my face? I clutched my full skirts in my fists, trying to keep …

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Julie’s Part Time Job

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Dinner at home was always a bit of a rush on Fridays as Julie had to get off to her part time job at the club. Her family believed that she was a waitress at an exclusive dining club and that had once been true. But then Julie had been told about how much more money she could earn by working in the bedrooms upstairs at the club and, after a while, she had learned about the dungeons in the basement. The club members were all very wealthy and some of them had special requirements for which the club catered. As Julie left the table she mischievously mussed her little sister’s hair. “We might go shopping tomorrow, kid and get that nice dress you wanted.” The girls’ mum chided Julie about spoiling her sister but …

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more of my nitemare final days

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aprl 5th and 12th the5th was only an hour and a half of the usual ground and pound but the 12th was a lot more. she even was doing shots there. she broke so many rules that night, i dont even want to get started. I will add more details on this plus my take on it ………..tbc im not sure how many took place betwen now and the last entry but here it is 11pm on thursday may 16th 2019 Whats new! well what isnt new is her decission to go over there at lame hours of the night . But he has gottenrejected for atleast 2 weeks and I know she hasnt been getting much dick here anyway. She has been pretty much a moody bitch for a couple weeks too. In fact …

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The Hole

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It did have a formal name but everyone called it The Hole. All it showed to the outside world was a blank concrete wall topped by razor wire with a guard tower beside the steel gates. Above the wall one could glimpse a stark building rather like a multi storey car park with ranks of barred windows. Its purpose was, just by existing, to terrorize the populace into submission. Picture a row of cages with iron bars floor to ceiling and a broad passageway running along one side. Each cage contains thirty women, all totally naked. Uniforms cost money and can be used to hide contraband. Each woman sits or reclines on a blue, plastic mattress. They all wear a collar around their neck like a bicycle lock; it is a chain encased in plastic …

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The Way of the War… After the War

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The Way of the War after the war We almost decided to move the wedding date forward by two days to co-inside with V-E day. The end of the war in Europe. But decided to leave it alone, besides to much effort had gone into the preparations for the 10th . The wedding went off with out a hitch and Erica’s little belly bulge was hardly noticeable. After all she was only about 4 or 5 months pregnant at the time. Let them count… later … Erica laughs. We departed for our Honeymoon in a small floatplane loaned to us by the USAAF. My Dad had spoken to some of the bigwigs at the oil Company and we were able to use one of their private Lodges. In a state with a lot of natural …

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Martha, Martha, Martha

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I felt the bed move. It caused me to wake. I lay there a few seconds before I realized I was not alone. Lying next to me was my 14-years old neighbor girl. I could her hear her quiet and regular breathing, sleeping soundly in the afterglow of our sex. She appeared not to have a worry in the world. It wasn’t like that a few weeks ago though when she was sitting on my couch, sobbing, tears streaming down her cheeks, begging me not to tell her parents what I had just seen. After some careful negotiations, we came to a compromise that keeps me happy, and, from her present state, her too I would assume. On that fateful day, I had gone out my back door to do some work in a secluded …

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brother in-law and I

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I have been fooling around with my brother in-law for over a decade now and know that what we are doing isn’t right but it feels so damn good. In the middle of this sexual encounter I even said that I wish it didn’t feel so good and right. I fit perfectly in his arms. It’s like we were meant for each other. This man makes every nerve in my body come alive just with the sight of him. When I get his text every morning I smile inside. I do not believe that we are meant to love and stay with only one person. But society makes loving and being with more than one so taboo that the ones who seek pleasure outside of your marriage/relationship are doing something so awful we end up …

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Boys boarding with sex service.

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Misty Valley School was a special school for boys from rich families. A small school with selected students. It was run by Mr. and Mrs. Samuel. The couples take all subjects. Good food. Each boy would get a cubicle with attached bath. These rooms are seperated by wooden panels, so that loud noise from other rooms are audible. The most interesting part of the school is that each boy would get a maid for himself. These girls are usually in their early teens 14 to 16. They have to keep the rooms clean, wash the cloths and do whatever things he boys want them to do. Ricky was the only son of a rich business man. A spoilt brat of 16. Father sends him to Misty Valley mainly to get rid of him. Ricky arrives …

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In the Sandbox – Part II

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In the sandbox Part II Notice: These stories are true and in no way are made up. I want to tell other people about my childhood and how I became as I understand what I am now defined as being: A “boylover.” I have not been with a young boy or any boy now under the age of 21 in over 20 years now. I will always like to see or imagine myself being a boy and being with a boy. That’s just a reality I “choose” to live with. I hope you enjoy reading these true stories from my childhood they are the memories I will never forget. On with: In the sandbox – Part II I got home from school the next day all excited to see Ronald again. As I waited for …

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Lessons_(4)

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The compound wasn’t like many others, lots of steel little sheds, spread out through the Forrest; the entire thing was surrounded by large steel walls, ex military, so most of the compound was underground. Paid for by some rich man, then left to his family in their will, they sold it to the highest bidder. Lucky for this man, he was wealthy, had unusual clients who paid lots of money for his merchandise. He specialised in little boys, American, white, from the ages of six to thirteen. He would pick them up from orphanages, always under different names, sometimes he would pick up the runaways’ from the side of the highway. They were especially fun, knowing what life really was like at home, parents who loved them but ignored them, they were easily influenced into …

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Consequences for a rich girl

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Daddy was absolutely livid when he collected me from the Police Station. Daddy’s lawyer made the charges go away but Daddy made it very clear that there would be consequences and a girl can’t exactly argue when her Daddy controls the purse strings. That was why I obediently rang the doorbell of a large but otherwise nonde*********** house in Mayfair. The highly polished front door was opened by a woman about ten years my senior. She had short brown hair and was dressed in black – baggy, military style trousers and a sweatshirt with heavy black boots. She was not a large woman but she moved with that confidence which signals someone who can look after herself. I gave my name and she stood aside so that I could enter. We went through an opulent …

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Punishment Second Visit

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You will remember my telling you about the games which Mark, my husband, and I like to play and how we had found that Georgian house in Southampton where fantasies became reality. Of course, I had to pay a second visit and it was delicious to know that, when Mark made the booking, he will have chosen my inconveniences from a ticklist on the website so, in effect, it was he who would be inflicting my punishments that weekend. As with last time, I left work early on Friday afternoon and took a train and a taxi to the imposing front steps of the property. I was admitted by the same hard-faced, middle-aged woman but this time she was dressed as a nun and she had a chain belt about her waist with a bunch …

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The Bet_(1)

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My friend Cristina and I were just sitting around watching porn. It’s something we do for fun now and then. Believe it or not, it has never led to anything. A scene came on where a guy was put in a wig and satin nightgown and fucked by a beautiful blond dominatrix with a strap on. We laughed at what an ugly girl he made and somehow it came up that I had a girlish look to me. She said that I would look much more like a girl in the wig and nightgown than the guy from the movie. I just smiled. Later that day out of nowhere, she told me that she’d like to test that theory. She wondered if I’d let her dress me up. Though about it for a moment and …

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Taken to a GloryHole

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My fiancée (Cynthia) and I were in a love /hate relationship and had steadily begun to drift apart. We would often chat at home about what direction our lives were going. She told me when I felt indifferent to her; that she would visit glory holes and give random guys head until she felt happy again. Sometimes it was all night, sometimes only a couple of hours. It was her new hobby. She also told me that she only gave them head; and that was it. While I would visit the local watering hole and shot some pool; while blowing my pay packet on beer and watching strippers perform. On one Friday night about a while again, we had a few red wines together while having a quite night at home. We watched a movie …

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A Simpleton Becomes Business Women 7

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This is the story of Zeenat, she is around 27 years old. Married, but have not yet become a mother even after 6 years of marriage. She and her husband were trying their best for a child with their full force But still she has not been able to become a mother . Then she tried with her old boy friend and then with Mr Vijay Kumar to have a child but all her efforts were fruitless as ever,, Then she went to her sister home to help her raise her new born baby. In Part 6 you Read ” After about 30 mins Zeenat was done and Zeenat put the cake in the oven. Then Zeenat started to clean the kitchen which gets a mess especially when you bake. She was just about done …

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Fulfilling my boyfriend’s fantasy

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The doorbell rings. I am standing at your front door, wearing a not-so-long black coat, that ends suggestively mid-thigh. You invite me in, licking your lips in anticipation. My sexy heels straighten my back and gently push my ass out, and as I slowly turn around to close the door, you catch a glimpse of the bottom of my ass cheeks. I turn back to look at you, expecting a gentle, yet passionate welcome, but instead you grab me around the throat and snap a collar around my neck. “You’re mine today bitch, and you better do exactly what I tell you to, for your own good,” you growl into my ear as my hand flies up to protect my throat. You slap it away and slam me against the wall. “You understand me slut?” …

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