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Blood leaked from his mouth as he whispered a few words from an ancient voodoo spell.
“I’ll be see’n the lot of ye again… and if’n not ye, then ye decentents ya wretched dogs. Ye hear my words, and hear them well. I’ll be coming back for my vengeance. And when I do… I’ll be unstoppable ya hear?” he managed to choke out before dying.

In what felt like a flash of the mind, his eyes opened. He was cold, lifeless. Skeletal fingers with raw flesh draped on lifted to his face. Letting out a sigh he knew exactly where he was. Underwater. Far underwater. He felt around himself. His pistols and his sabers still on him. Though he knew his saber was rusted, his pistols useless he looked around and sensed his ship. It was close. The Crimson Dawn. A deadly thirty gun gallon. He walked aboard its broken and rotten deck once more. The bones of his crew scattered, most taken by various fish. He took what he wanted and then left the ship. He started toward land. After six hours of a slow walk he emerged from the depths of the ocean. The time of day actually night. A full moon out and on the shore a house was staring him in the face. Large beach front house of tan wood. He saw bright illuminations from inside the house. Tilting his head curiously he walked toward it. He walked up the wooden stairs and stood on the deck and peered into through the glass doors.
“These folks be rich in deed. I see the world’s been changin’ quite a bit since me be gone.” He looked down to see a knob on the sliding glass door. He grabbed it and pulled once. It easily slid open.
“Aye, some things never change with folk. Over confident in they keepin’s.

Holly was getting ready for her big night. She was starting her new job at a new strip club. This strip club was a bigger boost in income then her last job which had quite the income itself. She felt pretty proud. She slowly slid her hands down her ribs down her body and smooth shapley legs. Smiling to herself in her leopard skin bra barely containing her breasts and thong over her hipbones. It was Fara the sexy amazons big night. She put on a long fur coat fluffing her long wavy blonde hair lifting her firm large breasts once, her pink glossy full lips black eye shadow and a round butt that she had to get with implants of course. Her nails were long and cheetah colored. She had the last of her makeup on and put on a pearl necklace with three tiger teeth in the front, four gold rings and then sat down to strap on her high heels that she always clacked together. She walked into the bathroom taking her towel from the floor and hung it up. She walked back into her room looking at her new nails not noticing the decayed undead pirate standing at her door, saber in one hand and dagger in the other smiling evilly at her in the furcoat. She walked in front of her mirror looking down at her jewelry box. Suddenly she sniffed the air. Something smelled horrible. She sniffed again with a disdainful face. She looked up in her mirror to see the monster of a man. She screamed quickly and spun around.
“Now yer a pretty little piece of meat ain’t’cha?”
“Who are you! Why are you in my house!?” she cried,
The pirate took a step forward snickering vilely.
“Stay away from me!” she cried starting to get a closer look at it, “o-oh god.”
“God ain’t got nothing fer this. Well not yer god anyhow. Now before I kill ye or start killin’ ye I want you to hand over that fur coat ye got there, and do it slowly, sexy like, I might consider keepin’ ye for a little while, I haven’t had meself a woman in a long, long time ye see.”
In fear she did what was asked and slowly took of the coat bending one knee cap ove the other while arching her back. He saw her flawless skin and lovely curves.
“And here me be thinkin you’d be a fatty. Most rich folk are. Less things are differnet now.”
She handed over the coat slowly as the pirate snatched it from her hand.
“Now lay down on that bed girly.” He said,
She shook her head in fear slowly slinking back. Growling he threw the coat on the floor and rushed to her grabbing her arm and flung her to the bed. He tossed his dagger and saber to the floor as she turned around trying to crawl away. He crawled on the bed and grabbed her leg. She turned around kicking him in the face. She tried to do it again as he grabbed her ankle. He tongue came out licking her calf bottom up. He bit kissed and licked inward getting to her thigh as tears streamed down her face. He sucked on her soft giggly thigh and continued forward as she cried getting to the thong. He grabbed onto it with his teeth and ripped it away with his teeth. He immediately dove his face into her pussy smelling the now wet and slippery cunt. His tongue widely flailing inside of it. She arched her back in pleasure back tried to make disgust the main feature on her face. She screamed from someone to help her as she cried harder. She tasted so good. She tasted clean. No dirt or grime on her skin. He loved it. he felt her squirt her juices in his mouth. Smiling she drank her pussy like aged rum. His hand behind her squeezing her ass hard and firmly. Smiling he headed up kissing along the way. He got to the womans bra and grabbed it ripping it off.
“I love this ages whores. They taste so good.” He grunted in-between sucking kissing and biting her large tits. Kissing in between while pressing them to her face. Sucking on the soft sides, and biting her nipples hard. He whipped his cock out and pressed it against her soft folds. She gasped as tears streamed but she made no noise, he started pressing forward,
“No, no, no, please.”
“I love them soft whimpering cries of mercy mmm, they make me harder.”
He shoved himself in her tight, wet, slick, cunt. She screamed in shame grasping the bedsheets. He gave a sigh of relief thoroughly enjoying the feeling shoving his black slime covered mouth into hers, feeling his now dry cracked lips rubs against her soft wet smooth ones, his tongue slithering around in her wet soft mouth, rubbing her tongue. She felt like puking it tasted so bad. His big hard cock rammed the small fragile woman again and again. She tried to scream through his mouth but it was to no avail as one of his hands groped her ass, and the other gripped on of her tits. He came easily already. He kept shoving himself in her harder and harder. He got faster and faster then gave one great ram, he jizzed in her warm wet cunt. He pulled out slowly with a devious smile, he crawled up to her chest. Resting his balls on her tits he grabbed her head forcing her lips around his member he slammed his pelvis forward as his cock rammed into the soft pallet of her mouth. He growled feeling the mushy base of his cock crashing into her lips, his cock being shoved roughly down her throat as she choked and coughed. He kept pulling in and out bobbing her head up and down by her hair.
“ye better start suckin’ wench, fer I start getting’ angry with ye.” More tears flooded as she tightened her lips around the horrid cock and began to suck on it. he rammed faster and faster as she made throaty noises from the cock being shoved in deeply. He jizzed in her throat a large thick load as he pulled out leaving a trail of semen in her throat leading through her mouth. His cock exploded again shooting his cold thick black load all over her face firstly hitting her in the eye leading a trail down her face to her mouth. He rolled off as she screamed and crawled off the bed. She stood up and started running just to feel a cold firm hand grasp her hair and ram her body into the wall next to the door. His hand slowly crept up the back of her thigh and grabbed her firm athletic ass. He slid his cock slowly between her asscheeks as she started screaming disapproving words. Smiling wider still he kept pressing forward, her firm ass felt amazing against the head of his undead cock. Snickering he shoved it forward penetrating her little asshole. Her ass was warm and slick as she screamed out bloody murder.
“Stop!” she cried, “Mercy!”
But he kept going even faster now. One hand grasping her ass cheek the other grasping a handful of her tits.
“After so many years this feels so, so good!” he said pumping hard and as deep as possible. He starting going faster and faster to the point she there was nothing but screaming from her. Her hands were pressed up against the wall strained and seemed like she was trying to dig her nails into the wall. His cock rammed her ass again and again as she cried out. Finally he came a final time pumping his cock deep into her ass till part of his ball sack touched her asshole. He pulled out slowly as drizzling cum laid at her asshole, dripping slowly.
“Now what ye going to be doin’ after me leave here?”
“I don’t know.” She said in tears.
“Maybe ye should be tellin’ me ye won’t be doing nothin’, givin’ me a reason to be lettin’ ye live.”
“I won’t do anything!” she cried out,
“Tell ya’ what, you crawl around me and squeal like a swine and I’ll let’cha live, if it impresses me.”
She got on all fours crying and started crawling forward.
“oink oink!” she started crying,
“That doesn’t sound like no piggy I’d ever be hearin’!”he roared,
“Oink oink.” She cried again,
“You better be getting with ‘em squeals girly fo’ I gut ye like a fish!” he yelled,
“Weeee! Weeeee! Weeee! Weeeeee!” she cried out in a high pitch,
“That’s more like it bitch! He said getting to one knee taking up one of his daggers,
“So will you let me go?” she asked,
“Well ye did what me askin’ but now I know ye shame, ye ain’t got none, I ain’t in seein’ the point.” He said right afterward he shoved the dagger into her pussy. She screamed out a cry like a dying banshee. He harshly slid the dagger up her crotch and into her tender asshole splitting the flesh of it open, blood poured from both offices and pooled on the floor. She collapsed to the floor crying out from the cuts from the rusty knife. He started punching her in the face as teeth began popping out and blood filled her face. He smeared the blood all over her tits and put his cock between them and slid back and forth, she screamed and cried, while fucking her tits savagely he pressed it against one of her nipples and his thumb against the other one, slicing it off, he shoved his finger into her breast, feeling something nothing right.
“What the bleeding hell that.” He said aloud. He sliced her breast from one end to the other as she cried out in pain her throat going rasping from the pain bellowing gurtal noise between screams. He pulled a squishy plastic jel bag. Doctors be makin’ tits bigger? That’s just unnatural. He stood up still having a hard on. He lifted his dagger, “Let’s find out where else ye be keepin’ these abomination in ye body!” he roared going to his knees starting to slice her body in various places.
She died of blood lose in ten minutes. But went into shock after five. He walked down stairs and walked around the house. Seeing several herbs in the kitchen and a mortal and pedestal. He kept searching trying best to figure out what most of the things were. He then saw rocks of different sorts. The ones he knew were, saltpeter, charcoal, and sulfur.

After an hour or two he had the gunpowder he need to fill his flint locks. Loading all of them he walked out into the streets. Time to wreak havoc on this world once again. I’ll find me plunder, good wentch’s to rape, good killin’ and even a new crew. Ye’all be knowin’ my name, Richard Stripe, and ain’t no demon gonna take my power, no satan and ain’t no Iribis.” He snickered as he walked off to find more victims.

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Beware Of Cops

Thanks for the tons of mails that you have sent me and love you all. Well friends this is an old story written by me 90% on real life experience of a friend of mine and I hope you all will love the same. It has being posted before and many guys have reposted in other forums and site. I didn’t find the same in ISS so posting the same for you guys to enjoy the same. Do comment on the same, will be waiting for your reply. Smita Well this is another incident when I had gone to a late night party...

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Beware Of Strip Games

By : Rahujraj Hello all im Rahul ! age 21 from Hyderabad ! Guys Im a regular reader of ISS its my first story to publish hope your definitely gimme response at ! Well coming to my story .. It was a real story which took place very recently [2 months back] which happen with my friend pooja who was my close friend from my schooling ! Well she was a Active type of girl with good vital stats some thing like 36-28-36, fair , 5feet 4 inch .We are so close that we used to watch second shows, often...

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Beware of Laundry Rooms

I love the early mornings on the weekends at camp. All of the counselorsare still fast asleep in their beds, enjoying being able to sleep in on theirdays off. The birds are out singing, and the camp is completely quiet. Well,almost quiet because I am out indulging in one of my favorite pastimes, snoopingthrough the laundry room. During nine months out of the year I am a closetsissy, enjoying the wonderful feel of satin underneath my everyday clothes.I have a pretty decent collection of toys...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 3

Friday 28th March to Monday 16th December 1969 Penny did not refer to the matter when we met the next time, which was a week to the day after our first ‘tiff’, but she ended up at my flat and came to bed wearing a new bra and knicker set, plain white with lace edging but much briefer than before, and that was all she wore. She had been shopping. She discarded the bra pretty quickly once I’d seen how pretty it was. We made love, manually, as we did the time before, though this time she...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 4

Monday 16th December 1969 to Friday 13th February 1970 After our spat over the anniversary, I sensed there was something of a change in our relationship. It was impossible to pin down, but things were not quite the same. I couldn’t work out whether things were better or worse. She certainly hugged and kissed a lot more. Penny stayed at the flat until the weekend, going shopping in Manchester for Christmas presents, while I toiled at work. We went to my parents’ house on the Monday before...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 5

Friday 13th February to Saturday 4th April 1970 I think when she displayed herself to me naked, that was the moment the line was crossed, no matter what Penny might have thought. She came into my arms with her legs shamelessly spaced and pressed herself against me. Her arms went round my neck, which pressed her taut tipped tits against my chest, and her mound against my already grown erection. We kissed gently and lovingly at first and then (and I can’t remember who took the lead),...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 6

Monday 6th April to Saturday 9th May 1970 I don’t know if anyone else has had this experience, but after the Easter weekend when we had announced our engagement to the families, and I had told Zena on the Tuesday, things felt different somehow at work. Before Penny met me I had dates, but always had to work hard to impress, and, I think I said, they did not last. Then I just had Penny, and I had relaxed. I felt settled; I was contented. I was no longer on the lookout for a woman. It got...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 7

Monday 11th May to Thursday 14th May 1970 On Sunday night I warned Zena that I would not be driving home the next evening, and she said she would take her own car. So next day I left work a little early to miss the rush hour in Manchester, and drove to Liverpool. I arrived at 5.30, hoping to take her out for a meal before ringing practice, but she was not at home. I returned to the car, and moved it to where I could see the front door and her arrival, finding a space about 50 metres away. I...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 8

Friday 15th May to Monday 1st June 1970 Friday was another busy day and I spent the usual Friday evening at home. Penny had promised she would ring at 7.30, but I wondered if I would get a call after what happened on Thursday morning. A weekend with her was clearly out of the question, not that I wanted to see her anyway. I suspected her, and she suspected me. No call. At 8.30 I left the house to meet Ian at the local for a game of darts. Ian was an overweight round faced man. By...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 9

Monday 1st June to Thursday 20th August 1970 Colette and I decided to have a break from each other on Monday night to get a bit of rest, so I was home alone that evening. The place felt different. I felt at peace. Perhaps at last I was becoming free of the Roasburies, the horrid parents and traitorous daughter. So, after my evening meal when the phone rang, for the first time I didn’t think it would be Penny. In any case it was the wrong day. As a result the caller completely confused me....

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 10

Friday 27 August to Thursday 22nd October 1970 Harriet had always been going with Kieran when we were playing Bridge with Colette and Zena. She and I never actually interacted very much. She always seemed rather aloof. Now I was sitting in a pub at six in the evening waiting for her to turn up. I had been set up, or rather we both had been set up by our two friends. I wondered if she would resent it. I had no idea what sort of TLC was wanted. My plan was to let her take the lead this...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 11

Wednesday 4th to Friday 6th November 1970 Towards the end of October, Harriet became depressed again. “Three months since Kieran dumped her,” said Zena in the car on the way home. “He did it on the sixth of August.” “Hiroshima Day?” I glanced at her, “I hope the date wasn’t intentional on his part.” “I don’t think Harriet knows about Hiroshima Day. She’s still not over him. Mind you, I’ve seen him around and he’s looking thoroughly miserable as well.” I thought about it, as I parked...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 12

Friday 6th November 1970 I phoned for a taxi and waited outside the pub. At first as I waited I seethed. How dare she ruin our little celebration. Nothing from her for six months and then she muscles in on our party. Of course I immediately realised this was stupid. Penny no more knew of our booking than we knew of hers, and come to think of it, we probably destroyed her evening more comprehensively than she did ours. There was a fleeting naughty feeling of satisfaction at that before I...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 13

Saturday 7th November to Monday 7th Dec 1970 I woke up wondering who was in my bed. Then I remembered, and since I now had my back to her I turned over, which had the effect of waking her. She was on her back and it was obvious she too wondered where she was and with whom. Then she turned her head and looked at me looking at her. Her smile lit her face. “Morning!” and she moved to me. “Morning,” and I opened my arms to receive her. She laid her head on my shoulder and sighed, relaxed and...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 14

Wednesday 9th to Thursday 17th December 1970 I was leaving a conference room in the Royal Bolton Hospital on the following Wednesday in December, after I had been called in by the hospital to discuss the legal situation following a serious failure of a very expensive and necessary piece of equipment. The hospital had signed a very sloppy contract, using which the supplying company sought to evade responsibility and the expense of repair or replacement. I was deep in thought as to what the...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 15

Friday 18th to Sunday 20th December 70 On the evening of Friday my phone rang. It was Sandra. “Lovely to hear your voice again,” I said. A bit flowery, but I wanted to encourage her. “Graham, can I take you up on your offer? Is your offer still open?” “Of course you can. When? How will we organise it, you’ll have stuff to bring? I’ll come and collect you.” “Will you? That will be so good. Mary said she’d be around as well. He’ll be at the match tomorrow afternoon. He’ll leave here about...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 16

Monday 21st and Tuesday December 22nd 1970 Monday morning I was up early and went out for my run in the dark: it was the shortest day of the year. When I returned she had made tea and was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for me. She had the radio playing radio 2 and she was reading one of my books. “Just a quick shower, and I’ll be with you,” I said passing the door of the kitchen. “Want your back scrubbed?” she asked with a salacious grin. “You’d get your clothes wet,” I said. “I...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 17

Wednesday 23rd and Thursday 24th December 1970 On Wednesday morning at 6.30am, I rolled out of bed into my running gear and emerged quietly only to be confronted by Connie wearing a running kit most women would die for (at least the ones who love running). Tight tee shirt top with obvious sports bra underneath, and brief brief shorts displaying more than their fair share of bottom cheeks. Was this legal? I asked myself. Further, the temperature outside was nearing freezing. “Good morning,...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 18

Thursday 24th to Saturday 26th December 1970 All day she’d been wearing a figure hugging tee shirt and skin-tight jeans, which was very distracting. We did the last minute shopping so there was plenty of food in the flat. We decorated a Christmas Tree we bought that afternoon. It’s amazing the reductions you can get on Christmas Eve! I mean, who wants a tree the day after Christmas? I put up the crib I’d made from plaster of paris when a boy. I made some mince pies using the mincemeat my...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 19

Sunday 3rd to Tuesday 12th January 1971 A week may be a long time in politics as Harold Wilson opined, but that week between Christmas and New Year was longer by far. On Sunday the 3rd of January I sat in my armchair in my empty flat, or at least it felt empty. Colette was sitting on the sofa. I had heard nothing from Connie since she had left on Boxing Day with her father. We sat in silence, the feeling of oppression mitigated only by the music playing on the radio. Colette was reading a...

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Beware the RoasburiesChapter 20

Tuesday 12th and Wednesday 13th Jan 1971 I went back to the living room to find Colette and Connie sitting very still and saying nothing. They both seemed relaxed enough. Darkness had fallen so I went to the window and closed the curtains, switching on the electric fire’s coal effect. The red effect gave out no heat, but made the room feel warmer, in any case it was plenty warm enough from the central heating. Colette suggested to Connie that she go and settle back in since she was staying,...

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