Arya Stark and The Hound Reunited Part 2
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The case on the big truck crash goes to court about three months later. The District Attorney is represented by a senior member of his staff and the defense has seven high profile lawyers representing Peter Manning. The main evidence from the prosecution is the camera recordings from our trucks and our statements. By the time the forensic people got to the car all the damaged parts had been removed and the paint samples on the trucks were destroyed in the fire. They did get some off the road...
After about three years Uncle Chuck drives a large single frame truck out of the workshop and over to our house, he calls it a Road Dog. Being a Saturday morning we’re all at home, mainly because he asked us to be there. The truck is a three axle one: forty feet long by thirteen feet high with a width of eight feet and the truck’s bed is twenty-seven feet long. Dad and Uncle Chuck are soon arguing over the capabilities. The maximum load for such a truck is sixty thousand pounds, including the...
Ari was in a tizzy. Caryn and I’d been summoned to his office. Our set was still shut down while everyone healed up enough that some makeup would cover our injuries. At least, that was the story we were given. Halle told me that the studio shut it down to assure all safety measures were in place. She said that insurance was a huge issue and if the studio breached their agreement, they might have to shut down all filming because of the exposure to risk. “We have the final cut of Star...
ARAN – Campsite on the Sorral Plain, West Ekistair Smythe was right; something was wrong with Kedron. The young arohim was twitching in his sleep, his face contorted in a painful grimace. Strained groans were slipping through his clenched teeth, as if he were in terrible pain. “I couldn’t wake him,” Smythe told Aran as they knelt on either side of Kedron. “No matter how I tried. I think it’s his Meldin.” Aran had to agree. Berrigan had finally found Imella, it seemed, and Kedron was feeling...
A century ago a group of fanatics tried to create hounds that could hunt mages and magic users. They succeeded but things went wrong and the hounds got loose. Not only could they feel and follow magic, they pulled it into them. When they bit a mage they would suck all the magic out of them. Of course when they bit a regular person or animal they sucked out their life energy too. They bred fast and created packs and those spread and created more and ... a century and the whole country had packs...
Wearing dark sunglasses, a knee high blue colored dress and a handbag in my hand, I stepped out of my car. A couple of young guys, who were standing a few feet away from my car, looked at my deep cleavage. I was thirty-seven years old. I had blonde hair, blue eyes, and I managed to have a quite fit body. My breasts were 34D size, and I loved playing with my boobs every time I masturbated. I was married, but still I had to fuck myself with my toys and fingers. My husband was good at sex, but he...
Hardcore1 -I guess my journey into debauchery began like many others: from desperation.Deep down, I had always known I was a very attractive young girl, but I guess I hid it behind textbooks and nerdy big-framed glasses, sacrificing a normal teen experience in order to trudge through academics and secure an acceptance in one of the nation's most esteemed universities. I didn't mind being the pretty, petite bookworm seeing that I was an only chìld to a single parent who couldn't afford to buy groceries...
The Consultant and the Hounds of Heaven Author Note: Magic has always existed and it is now openly acknowledged. 10% of the population is magically sensitive and 5% can actually be taught to cast spells. Only about 1% have the ability to earn a Magic-User 3rd Class license. In a country of 300 million that means there are potentially 3 million professional practitioners. However, it takes hard work and training to develop that raw talent. There are currently, in the United...
How I became a whore Hi ISS readers, I am Saroj Sharma from Rajasthan, a beautiful married girl, age 26 years, doing Govt Job (gazzetted status). My hubby is also a gazetted officer. I am not new to this site. My five stories in which three were true are available on this site under category COUPLE. I want to clarify that this story is not real and totally a work of fiction. I have used my name in this story as a central character for showing reality only. My hubby is qualified as MBA and he is...
Hare and Hounds. By Tanya H. A skirt, hung on a wardrobe. Not a proper wardrobe either; a budget hotel wardrobe - a skeletal, open plan structure of veneer and chipboard with a short rail and the kind of two-part coat hangers you can't steal. And a skirt hanging there - a plain, utilitarian skirt; black, a-line, box-pleated, knee length. A challenging skirt. 'Step into me,' it warned. 'Leave this room in me and life changes.' "That bus has already left," I said to it. "Who are...
Eldred bent over an ancient tome, his only thought the inscribing of a difficult spell from its pages into his reluctant mind. He had no attention to spare for the morning's bright sunlight, though it made his task easier by spilling in through the open window. A bubbling scream split the misty morning air. He swept up his bag and intricately carved staff of power, hurrying from the room that was his as the village's resident Sorcerer. He ignored Luvath, the pudgy young daughter of the...
I, on the other hand, had always been the slacker of the group. They had recently hurt me when they with some VERY harsh words to say the least. So, there I had been, with everyone else out at some club, and me sitting around depressed and drinking, trying to forget myself. But, to my dismay, it wasn't working. I was bumping a Deadlee CD and watching the boob tube, half drunk, when I came across a scene from Shawshank Redemption. One of the gay rape scenes. That, had reminded me of a...
100% fiction! I used to be a hot girl with a pretty face and sexy petite body. I spent my life using my looks to get men to buy me things and take care of me. I started out as a highschool cheerleader. All of the guys wanted me and I loved to flirt and show off my body. I mostly hung with the jocks because they had all the connections to partys and usually had nice cars. Football players seemed to be most attracted to me. I don't know why, but big guys always seem to come on to me. At 5'2" and...
FetishThis story was written for the enjoyment of adults only. Please send any comments to [email protected], I love hearing from you. How I BECAME A WHORE Written by 4playMy girlfriend Mary and I had been living together for over 2 years when she found out I was cheating on her with another girl. We had a terrible fight that night and I wound up sleeping on the couch. Several days went by without us...
How I Became a Whore For BBCbyohiobigirl© Awesome story from literotica I want to give a little background on myself before I tell you how I became a whore for black men. My name is Sam and I am 36 years old. I'm 5' 2" with brown hair and hazel eyes. At 100 lbs., I am a very petite girl, I'm married to Joe, and we have an 8 year old daughter. We have been married for eight years now, and this story takes place about two years ago. Until two years ago I had always been faithful and had never...
In our house there are two male workers and one female worker their names are Ramesh and Prabhakar between 35-40 and Radha 36 is a widow her husband died just a month back of the incident and she is staying just behind our house, She also looks good and her structure is 38-32-40 and I’m very much interested in fucking her but I don’t know what made me interested in her. Lets come to the story, On one day my mom went to some relatives marriage and my dad was on business trip, I as usual went...
A year ago I was a straight guy with an ordinary sex life. This year I am a crossdressing hooker working the streets of West Hollywood. If there is a lesson to my story, it is to be careful what you experiment with, because you might end up being transformed into a tranvestite prostitute like me. It all started with a brief experimentation in cross dressing. One Friday night I dressed up in slutty women’s clothing. It took a few hours to get transformed, but I did look hot. Very hot. I started...
Introduction: A trip to visit my son changes our relationship forever My name is Jamie, and this is the story about how I went from a loving mother, to my sons whore. It all started when I decided to fly into Buffalo to visit my son. It had been several years since I had seen him last, mostly because of monetary reasons. He had attended college in Buffalo and was lucky enough to acquire a job right out of the gate due to his interning. He bought a place about an hour outside of Buffalo and had...
How my wife became a whoreShelly and I got married when we were both 22 years old. We both liked to party a lot and seeing how it was the 80’s, the cocaine and alcohol were in abundance at every party. Both Shelly and I liked to snort a little coke and have a drink or two. We were both young with no responsibilities so neither of us saw it as a problem. After snorting coke for about a year, Shelly started complaining about the coke tearing up her nasal passages. I told her that she might have...
First time as a Tranny whore!When I was 30 with c***dren at home I would get dressed in the bedroom. When it was time to leave the wife would take the c***dren off for ice cream and as soon as they were out of the drive way I would head for my car. Of course when I returned home the c***dren would be a sleep. The plan worked for years. The wife had it much easier. She would get dressed for a night out with the girls, and then meet her boy toys for a night of fucking.On this night I wore a...
HOW I BECAME A TRANNY WHORE (PART TWO)After my first night working for Mama T, I was hooked. At least once a week I was a worthless whore at her trailer. I would be at her trailer, ready to serve her cliental. Of course most the Johns picked one of the real girls over me, but there were the occasional guys that wanted some thing different or couldn’t wait. I didn’t mind. I just craved being in this sleazy environment knowing I was nothing more than a piece of useless meat on sale. After...
This is my real life story which started 2 years back when I got married to my beautiful wife Neha.She was 21 years and looked like 16 but she had full grown assets and almost nobody could spare a glance. The first 6 months was real first and we had an awesome sex life in spite of being a arranged marriage. She has been always shy to sexual things and I felt good in exposing that. Slowly we started fetish and BDSM to spice up our boring life. We bought lot of BDSM equipments as well in our...
I met my gf at a party. Immediately fell in love with each other. Our relationship was a bit weird and crazy, but it was cool. After some time I started to getting know her fantasies. She was very submissive kind of girl. We started to roleplay and have fun, me as her master and she as my slave. After some time it started to affect our everyday life. She was more and more submissive and i had a lot of ideas to have fun with her. She is very hot girl in her mid 20's, short, blonde with slim...
This is my account of how my eyes were opened up, and body and senses awoken to the world of black cock. I knew I could never go back to a white dick ever again.Anyway, firstly let me tell you a little bit about myself. My name is Sarah and I am 22 years old, I have a killer body that is toned and athletic without being too muscly as a result of going to the gym at least four times a week. All mixed in with curves is all the right places. I know I have a cracking ass that is round and peachy me...
Hi friends this is my first story on ISS hope you enjoy it. I am not disclosing my name on purpose but if you like my story and would like to meet me you may mail me at I am 22 M, from Kolkata, presently staying at Delhi. So this is a story about my girlfriend Roshni (name changed). We had a lovely sex life when I was in Kolkata but it all stopped when I had to shift to Odisha for my Post Grads and later to Delhi for my job. Often while having sex or while engaging in phone sex I used to...
I parked, took a deep breath, thought of the video that would ruin my life if it got out, took another deep breath and walked up to the door and rang the bell. The door opened and I was welcomed by a good-looking man of about 30. “Hi Taneesha, I’ll take your coat”, was what he said, as if this was some normal visit. For a second I desperately wanted to turn around and get the hell out of there, then I realized that the train had left the station, so to speak. I handed him my coat and stood...
It all started when I decided to fly into Buffalo to visit my son. It had been several years since I had seen him last, mostly because of monetary reasons. He had attended college in Buffalo and was lucky enough to acquire a job right out of the gate due to his interning. He bought a place about an hour outside of Buffalo and had been doing well ever since. I hadn’t seen him since he was 19, a bit scrawny, and insecure. Now, he would be 23, soon to be 24, and other than a few pictures I’d...
Hi, my name is Carole, better known as Slutrocknroll.I'm going to tell you how I came to the empty balls of my neighborhood and my friends.You must know, that I have always loved sex. I met my husbands at 27, and soon we turned to libertinism. I started with a trio with a man and my husband. Then we brought two men home, and that's when my husband started taking pictures and videos. The fact of being caught before him and that he participates little have mounted my excitement. I liked to offer...
Hi, my name is Carole, better known as Slutrocknroll.I'm going to tell you how I came to the empty balls of my neighborhood and my friends.You must know, that I have always loved sex. I met my husbands at 27, and soon we turned to libertinism. I started with a trio with a man and my husband. Then we brought two men home, and that's when my husband started taking pictures and videos. The fact of being caught before him and that he participates little have mounted my excitement. I liked to offer...
Hi. This sex story is about my sister Neha. She is 24 years old and lives in a flat with a roommate in Chennai working in a software company. She is 5’6” and has a very sexy figure with milky white skin, firm round E cup breasts and a big tight ass with a curvy but slightly chubby waist and long legs. A few months ago, she broke up with her boyfriend and was feeling upset about this. Especially because she felt like her body was not good looking and that is why he left her. Around this time,...
This is continuation of my previous narration Neha became Whore – Part 1. Hope you are all eagerly waiting on what happened next when we were invited to the hotel for something bigger. It was really a difficult to convince her but with a lot of effort I was successful in my task. On Friday afternoon when I was working at the office, I received a message from Rajiv – “Hi bro, hope everything is set.Make sure she attends the parlor for a grooming today,you will get the charges paid.And, make...
This story starts in a sleepy village of maharashtra called asgaon, there lived a wealthy man called r p patil. He had a huge palatial house and had with him lived his wife samitra and 17yr old daughter ruchi. His step brother kk also lived with them and they had a lot of servants. One of them manju was taking care of ruchi. Kk was a man with evil intentions and was a smuggler and also dealt in selling women and gay men to brothels. He knew of the wealth rp possessed and wanted it for himself....
Howie was up at dawn. He ran and worked out. Then he drew in his garage studio for an hour. At ten he was at the FIJI house helping the other pledges as they cleaned the house. "Chief, what have you got that Dorothy sees in you?" a pledge asks. "A dynamic personality, I guess," he said. One pledge said, "I hear that Dave is pissed." Another pledge asked, "What is the Dunger pissed about now?" Another one said, "Cause he is getting any, not less any that looks like her." They...
Part 2: Daddy to the rescue? I woke up with a groan, my hand flying to my eyes as the morning sun washed over my face, waking me from my deep slumber. My muscles ached with an unfamiliar throb, protesting violently as I tried to sit up against the headboard. Wait. Headboard? My thoughts froze up, my eyes widening in shock as memories from last night smashed into me like a fright train, making goose bumps wash over my naked flesh. The man appeared in my minds eye, his face shrouded in...
The Friday after football was over, Becky totally avoided him. Wanda said, "Three pounds and I feel good." Howie squeezed her butt and said, "You do feel good." Wanda looked good. Now she looked more muscular than overweight. "You look really good. I am very proud of you. I know it wasn't easy," he said. The next Friday, the school gave out athletic letters. The coach called out, "Howie Randolph, a letter and the conference champion patch. In addition, Howie was All Conference...
Shelly and I got married when we were both 22 years old. We both liked to party a lot and seeing how it was the 80’s, the cocaine and alcohol were in abundance at every party. Both Shelly and I liked to snort a little coke and have a drink or two. We were both young with no responsibilities so neither of us saw it as a problem. After snorting coke for about a year, Shelly started complaining about the coke tearing up her nasal passages. I told her that she might have to stop but she said that...
Howie waited patiently for the plane from Ireland. The television monitor listed their flight as one hour late. Howie sat totally relaxed and focused on the door. Howie thought he was patient before he met Black Eagle, now he knew how to be patient and vigilant. If he had to, he knew that he could sit and wait for as long as it took for his parents to come though the Customs terminal door. He waited, relaxed but focused. Howie's parents were very surprised when they cleared customs at BWI....
"It seems that I end up in the hospital with something major a lot. I get forced to think about things," he said. "There are better ways to do that. Hopefully, you won't keep this up or your mother is going to be old before her time," she said. "Nobody loves you like your mother. I never thought that I worried you. I feel much safer in Oklahoma than Baltimore," he said. "I feel much safer when you are home with me in Pennsylvania," she said. "Mom, I think I am going to law...
Howie decided to go the southern route. He liked the drive through the Virginia mountains. And he wanted to show Brooke where the Cherokee lived before they were marched to Oklahoma. Howie put a cover over the truck bed. With a cover over the bed, he didn't worry about a place to sleep. The cover was level with the top of the truck cab. Brooke had never been to the University of Virginia or been through the Roanoke Valley. And she wanted to see Charlottesville, where Dorothy was going to...
Dorothy called Howie. "We were afraid you weren't going to make it back. How is Brooke?" "I imagine Brooke is fine. We broke up," Howie said. "Are you serious?" "Yes." "Howie. I'm sorry. Mike's family rented Professor Trevale's house. You know, the big house just down from the dorm. Come over." Howie said, "I know where Amy lives. I am an art major remember. You are too busy to bother with this now." Dorothy said, "Howie, get your butt over here, now." "Yes maam. Who...
His mother said, "Howie, I am worried about you. You are getting mixed up with too many older women. I am sorry that Wanda moved and you had problems with Becky. You are juggling to many things for a boy your age." "My luck with women for the long term is not good," he said. When Howie started back to school and the new semester, he noticed that Becky wasn't in any of his classes. There usually was only one section of Advanced Placement in a subject area, so Howie was surprised that...
It was called the Pledge Leadout. At the first of the dance, the room was darkened. Each pledge came to the spotlight. The girl and her escort were introduced. "Howie, this is the A group. I wouldn't have been asked to join any group before I worked out with you and lost weight. It helps that mom has a high level job at this college too." Howie responded, "You dieted and you exercised. You did it and you deserve the credit. And we are going to have a good time tonight." "Thank you...
Several hours later, I woke alone and in a daze. Confused and thinking maybe I was late for class, I got my bearings once I looked through the window and noticed it was night. A thick blanket of snow had fallen and the occasional victorian style street lamp revealed the few flakes still swirling through the cold night air. I found my clothes and made my way down stairs. Half way down the stairs; I ran into the aroma of tomato, garlic and baked cheese as if it were a wall. I found my Aunt...
Senior year of college was my most enjoyable. The college environment had grown on me and my surroundings were now familiar. I had made plenty of friends over time and was now old enough to drink (legally), so I wanted to let loose and party a little my final year. I had worked hard and nearly aced my first few years, so I felt I deserved to have some fun for once. My desire to become more social was backed by the confidence and experience I had gained through my discreet relations with my...
The remainder of my 3rd year of colleges seemed to drag on. The first few weeks after Christmas vacation were the roughest. It was the time of year when winter becomes depressing, grey skies, cold weather and snow playing a major factor. My mind was occupied not only by a heavier course load that semester, but also by Alena. I missed not only being in that big-ass, cozy bed with her, but also the excitement of our risky sexual adventures. I'd call her weekly from the pay-phone down the hall...
College life had been going as planned for the most part. While many of my cohorts spent their nights partying it up, I kept up with my studies. Don't get me wrong, I still welcomed the party atmosphere of football Saturdays and often found myself indulging in the usual College debauchery. I mostly looked forward to the care packages sent every month or two by my Aunt Claudia and Alena. The first package came in September. I almost felt coddled as I lugged the large, unbalanced and somewhat...
It was the summer before my first year of college. I decided to go to school in a neighboring state as to not be too far from home, but just far enough. The school I chose was close to my aunt and uncles house. Our families were very close while I was growing up. I was almost like an older brother to my two cousins. We'd often visit on holidays and for a couple weeks every summer. Their home was tucked away in a quiet affluent suburb. It was a 5 bedroom, 2 story home on a large flowing lot. My...
I had been relating a story which began when I was 3 1/2 years old up to when I was 16. It was about the strange relationship I had had with my mother who initially allowed me to breast feed along with my my little sisters when I asked her if I could do that too. Later, at the age of about 10 years, I had gotten particularly horny and went to her bedroom and asked if I could "do that again," since she was still nursing the most recent arrival--the fifth since I had first asked her the same...
“Katharina Bucher!” her father yells, dropping his keys into the bowl on the little stand by the door. “Just how many times do you plan to disobey me?” Even though she was just in the throes of one incredible orgasm, her father showing up and yelling quickly shuts off the valves. “I don’t know, Daddy,” she puffs, climbing off her boyfriend. “Maybe because I want to do what I want to do with who I want to do it with.” “And who is it this time?” Silas asks, his eyes boring into her. But he’s...
His name is Tyrell Fickett. He works under Kat’s father in the laboratories on the forty-sixth floor as the head of research. If anyone knows what Silas Bucher is up to it would be him. After her confrontation with her father and then the dream, Katharina knows she needs to get control over everything again. She doesn’t want the dreams to start up again. The good thing is she doesn’t have try and fuck the guy for information, she has been doing that already. Dr. Fickett has worked for the...
He sees her pulling into the parking lot. Katharina is just stepping out of her car, the one her father bought her six months ago. He decides to park in the space next to the trees, down just a little from where she is parked. It’s a nice luxury of having a hover bike, no need to look for a space—one can park practically anywhere. After knowing what she has been up to, he still finds her beautiful, especially now with that light summer dress that she is wearing. It clings to her body almost...
Taking the dog to a veterinarian was out of the question. Besides, Katharina comes from a line of healers, so she figured that she could take care of it. Besides, the dog, which is considerably large, seemed to have only suffered damage to his forepaw. With her limited skill as a healer, Kat fixed him right up. Now she sits with the big dog’s head on her lap, almost mindlessly stroking the top of its head. “Now what should we call you?” she asks absently, her mind a flurry with names. “How...
“So tell me what the big deal is, girl,” Vicky says, sitting on the couch with a drink in her hand. “I don’t know where to start,” Kat says, sitting down beside her with Clovis lying at her feet. “It’s all because of this big guy, I guess.” “Speaking of which, where did you get him?” Vicky asks, taking a sip and raising an eyebrow at her. “He was hit by a car,” the girl reveals. “I brought him back and healed him.” “And let me guess, you want to keep him but he is too much to handle,”...
It has been several days since Vicky has seen her friend. Kat was supposed to tell her the outcome, if any, about the dog and his owner. After leaving her with the fliers, Vicky told her that she would help with the fliers if needed. Thankfully she got too busy to do that because she really didn’t want to help. But Kat never called to ask for help or anything else. When all her calls went unanswered, Vicky decided to go right over to Kat’s apartment to see what is going on. She has been...
The cage is uncomfortable to sleep in. And thought Kat has earned Beckett’s trust and earned a bed and removal of some of her restraints, she is not out of the clear yet. She has no idea how long it has been—how long she has been here. Certainly enough time has passed that her father would be looking for her, but even then, is there a chance he could find her? Would he even care to look in the first place? Back to the bed ... sure it is soft, but certainly not big enough for her to fit on....
He leans in closer to her and her heart leaps into her throat as she closes her eyes and mirrors him. His mouth finds hers and for a single perfect moment, she is not a slave to anyone. She is empowered and emboldened by her own choices. Her world swims behind closed eyes, and when the kiss breaks and she opens them, their bodies are plunged into the most perfect storm. “What have you done to me, Master?” she asks. Sirius gives her a whimper in the form of an answer. He is no longer the...
Set in Coletown Keith Boyd Fred Boyd his brother. Alice Boyd his sister in law. Nephew John 15 Niece Gabby 13 Jo Anne Wall old girl friend Windy Wall her ex husband. Lewis and Ellie Keith’s in laws. Sarah Marsh retro hippie General Briggs rd Doris owner of the consignment shop. Jo Anne Joyner Wall Keiths first girlfriend. Three girls 16 13 10 oldest daughter ginger Mr Jessup buyer of Keith’s scooter. Rebecca Avondale deacon and keith’s client. Marsha stylist to Rebecca Gulfcrest...
“I can’t believe it. Still, no luck.” Alicia Martinez, a young reporter with KSAT-TV in San Antonio, got an early jump on the story of the year: an apparent riot broke out at a high-end, popular downtown restaurant. According to her sources, the riot was not a simple fight getting out of hand but also involved international star singer/songwriter/model/actress Olivia King and her boyfriend, YungBalla69. He was an Internet billionaire and notorious “traveling sideshow” of bad boy behavior. To...