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Sex Story: Slave: Chapter two

Victoria’s Passage

2.

Taken

Arrival, the slave market.

The remainder of the voyage passed by timelessly. It might have been the six weeks it actually was, or six months or years or just a few minutes. Someone marked the days at sea on the base of the mast where it was founded in a complicated joint to the keel board. Victoria didn’t bother to look or count the groups of four vertical lines with a diagonal slash across for each completed set.

Sex Story: Slave: Chapter one

Victoria’s Passage.

1.

Taken.

The voyage and her new name.

It was during the darkest hours, those before the dawn that they stole up from the river. Silently encircling the village and stopping on the outside of the boma. The dogs, the villager’s normal clarions, died noiselessly after eating the poisoned meat, thrown over the thorn bush barrier, designed to keep the Hyenas and marauding leopards away from the livestock of goats and the few cattle they kept.

Sex Story: Abigail: Part 1

Foreword.

It is a sad fact of life that many of our teenage children come off the tracks. There are many hypotheses that try to explain how it is, our society cannot cater for the younger generation, how it fails them at a fundamental level and leaves them to learn and fend for themselves. We teach our children the usual things, History, Geography, to read and write, numerical skills, but we seem to have forgotten how to teach them social graces and how to behave.

Sex Story: Jemma

It looks like a rape, but read on and discover that it isn’t.

The following story is based on the imagination of a reader who has given permission for the use of her ideas. For the sake of privacy, her name will not be published and does not bare any resemblance to the characters portrayed herein.
The beginning is entirely her story, with only editorial alterations, background, in fills and the conclusion on my part.

Sex Story: Mated with Bruno.

Mated with Bruno

Before you tell me, I know it can’t happen. I know it is an impossibility to breed, but call it poetic licence, call it fantasy, but whatever you call it, enjoy and forget the physics for a while.

His powerful forelegs clamped her heaving hips in a tight embrace pulling her to his furred underbelly and preventing her release. With each thrust of his canine hips, his cock drove deeper into her belly causing her to whimper with the pain of having this monstrous dog cock search out the neck of her womb.

Sex Story: the evil kingdum

All charters in this story are 18 years old
THE EVIL KINGDUM
IT NIGHT A GIRLS IS RIDING HER BEAST TO A OLD RUIN CASTLE HER NAME IS ARIES SHE ENTERS THE GUARDS LOW THE BOWS SHE GOES TO THE PRINCESS

Sex Story: Interaction With The Neighbours: Part1

I consider myself to be a very fortunate person; at the age of nineteen I own my own house. I inherited from my Uncle, along with an extensive library of erotic literature (most of it is simply porn) and what is probably one of the largest private collections of implements designed to cause pain.

It is a nice house too, detached with three bedrooms, a living room, a dinning room and a kitchen to die for. It also has a good size study, which I have converted into a hobby room, you will find at more about my hobbies later.

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