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Previously in Wonder Woman?
Themyscria, the island home of the immortal Amazons, has been invaded!? Through cunning strategy and treachery, a force of mercenaries led by some of the deadliest villains on Earth has captured the women of Paradise Island and their most well recognized daughter, Princess Diana, known to the people of Patriarch?s World as Wonder Woman.
Along with Diana, a group of some of Earth?s most heroic female defenders of justice and truth, on Paradise Island to confer with the Amazons in these uncertain times, have also fallen into the hands of the ruthless invaders.
For days, Diana has been tormented in the villain?s insidious machine, the Pacifier, while her sister Donna Troy and the Teen Titan known as Starfire have likewise been brutally tortured and then raped.? As part of her suffering Wonder Woman was made to watch helplessly from her prison.? Diana can only imagine what horrors her Amazon sisters and other friends are facing, while the intruder?s ultimate plan remains shrouded in mystery.
Vandal Savage, also an immortal and seemingly the ringleader of the plot, has since released Diana from her painful isolation, only to render her unconscious.? As the centuries-old evil-doer prepares the Amazon princess for her next ordeal, others are watching from the wings.
And now, in Wonder Woman?
Hell in Paradise
Part 2
Diana
Diana awoke to find herself in a sealed stone room, manacled with her hands behind her back on a low stone plinth.? She was standing with her feet a few feet apart, more metal circling her booted ankles and keeping her legs spread.
Her first surprise, once she had shaken off the effects of Savage?s drug, was that she was no longer nude.? Diana had fully expected to awake in the villain?s private bedchamber so that he could avail himself of the charms he had so ruthlessly been fingering when he had sedated her.? Instead she was dressed in a black body suit that left her shoulders bare and hugged her long body.
Unlike other women in her current circumstances, Diana did not blanch from acknowledging the thought of rape.? Millennia ago her whole nation had been brutally assaulted by Heracles lust crazed soldiers, and Diana held no illusions about what was happening among her sister even as she awoke.? What these men wanted to do to her friends?and to her.
And she had seen what they had done to Donna.? What they were probably still doing?
No, don?t go there Diana. Donna is strong.? She will survive.? Starfire, too.? Concentrate on what needs to be done. Observe the enemy ? survive ? escape!
She did not remember how she had been removed from the bonds of the pacifier torture machine - the last clear memory was again speaking with Savage, wanting only to get her hands around his throat as his digit moved inside her intimate space.? Then the slide into darkness as the needle pierced her skin, and the jumble of half recalled dreams where she stood helplessly mired to her chin in thick mud as Savage held Donna aloft by her long smooth neck.? Then he began to tear away her uniform while her sister pleaded for Diana to save her.
Diana tired to shut out that memory, and the more terrible ones that it led into - Donna being made to watch as beautiful young Starfire was raped beside her, and then the man taking his own bestial member, guiding it to her younger sisters spread, vulnerable womanhood, sliding it? inside her?
Once again she was trembling with rage. Muscles that could tear steel and propel her fists through solid rock twisted and bunched as she raged, but the bindings that held her now proved no easier to shatter than those of the pacifier;? even the stone of the plinth resister her efforts to pull the chains free.
After a few moments, perspiring slightly from her efforts, the Amazon warrior calmed enough to think clearly.? She first took stock of her clothing.? The shiny black body suit provided by her captors was all one piece from her feet up to the low cut bustier.? A set of leather?like bindings held the low cut of the outfits front tightly against the steep curve of her? breasts, just below the top of her generous cleavage, and leaving fully half the flesh of those ample globes bare to inspection.? The material was snug, contoured to her lines like a second skin. Behind her the garment came only half way up her back, leaving her upper back and her shoulders bare and showing off the strength of her upper body and arms. Her hair had been pulled back into a pony-tail bound with a thick braid, and the tiara taken from her days ago was replaced now with a long yellow headband with a red star and long ties hangind down? the side of her head.? Leather greaves covered her arms from wrist to elbow, while boots of the same material enclosed her feet and her legs all the way up to the bottom of Diana?s long, powerful thighs.? The only thing of her regular garb was the buckle of loose slung belt draped around her hips, the metal fastening crafted into the familiar double-W that usually sat across the bust of her Wonder Woman armor.
Diana knew the costume instantly, but the recognition gave her no comfort.? Very much the opposite, in fact.
Diana looked around at her new abode. Something about the room had seemed ?familiar as soon as she opened her eyes, and now the pieces clicked into place. She looked around and as expected saw a control panel on one wall, fitted above a small desk arrangement. Next to it was a hovering platform, obviously high tech, arranged on which were various complicated and unpleasant looking instruments, like a doctors nightmare of surgical tools. One of them had a six inch cylindrical handle and a length of some kind of cord that seemed to Diana's keen ears to hum slightly.
As much as the clothes on her body, she recognized the sound, and the device. A ?Sangtee neural whip.
The Sangtee.
A few years ago Diana and a female cosmonaut had been lost in space and captured by a race of star-faring aliens called the Sangtee, all of whom were male. Apparently every millenia the race changed sex, always accompanied by violent outbursts against the gender they were transforming into as they fought to resist the natural cycle of their species. Any females they captured from other races were made into slaves and subjected to the most humiliating and painful punishments the aliens could devise, and with centuries with which to practice and prepare, it was to be expected that the Sangtee would have become very, very creative.
Diana had been their prisoner for two months.? She knew exactly how creative they could be.? And now, apparently, she was back in their hands.
The door of the room opened and a pair of men stepped though.
Diana recognized the aliens instantly. Purple skinned, their armor was a darker tone than that of their flesh. Apart from that characteristic, they were not unlike humans in general appearance, though their ears were more pointed. One was fairly slim, his battle dress adorned with the sort of complicated patterning and tassels that invariable accompanied a courtier dressing as a warrior. The man beside him was slightly shorter, though much more broad in the chest and shoulders, his armor shiny too but showing the signs of wear that marked him as career military; a man who had tasted the thrill of fear in true combat and the heady exhilaration of the ultimate victory on the battlefield - survival.
Diana regarded both men coolly, taking stock of her situation. When last she had left the Sangtee Empire their ruler, secretly a woman herself, had been persuaded by Diana to initiate reforms that had outlawed the practice of oppressing and abusing any female the Sangtee came across. Either the Sangtee's policy had changed, or these men were rebels, possibly motivated to settle old scores. Diana's persuasion had taken the form of forming a league of female pirates composed of escaped slaves, and leading them in a relentless campaign against their former slave-masters until the Sangtee had been forced to negotiate. Quite a few high-ranking imperials had been disgraced along the way, and would no doubt love the chance for some revenge.
The two males regarded the prisoner, observing her shackled hands and erect posture with disdain. Like all their race save their ruler, they instinctively loathed and feared anything female, and in her brief time in their space Diana had come to epitomize among the Sangtee all things feminine. To them, she was the ultimate enemy of their people simply by virtue of her existence, but by leading the rebellion against their misogyny she had elevated herself to the status of arch-fiend in their eyes.
?Greetings, offal,? the courtier said in cultured tones that did nothing to hide his contempt for her. ?This reckoning is long overdue.?
?The only person among the Sangtee I defer to is your Emperor,? Diana said evenly, deliberately fishing for knowledge in her remark.? She learned what she needed to know quickly as the Courtier took the bait, stepping forward and backhanding her across the face with a gloved hand. ?The genetic aberration upon the throne will not save you from our justice,? the Courtier said with a snarl. ?When the holovid of you grovelling broken and pleading at our feet is shown across the Empire, then the supporters of that blasphemy who disgraces the royal line will see the true nature of the female ? weak and pathetic, undeserving of respect or honor, and they will return to the true path of our people.?
Diana barely felt the slap, shaking it off effortlessly and looking at him unruffled. Inside her head, though, her mind was racing.? This man knew the Sangtee ruler was female, a closely guarded secret even after the success of Diana?s revolution.? This was more than mere revenge against her personally ? these men were planning on destroying everything she had accomplished in freeing the females in Sangtee space from slavery and torture.
Diana took some small solace in at least knowing the Emperir still lived, and ruled, for the moment. Still, it did little to alleviate her current situation. ?If you expect me to roll over and beg while you whistle, then I hope you arranged to be on our planet a long time.?
?
The purple man stepped towards Diana, full of confidence. ?Actually, whore, we anticipate your full cooperation.?
He turned and pressed a button on his arm greave and a panel opened on the wall showing s view screen, which flickered to life.? On the screen, Diana could see two women, one of whom she recognized instantly - Tasha, the cosmonaut she was marooned in space with.? The other was far younger and a stranger, but Diana swiftly realized why she seemed familiar - Tasha's daughter, Mishka!? She had only been eight when they were lost - she would be in her late teens now, the same age as the girl imprisoned with the Russian explorer.
The pair of women were stripped naked and bound facing each other, kneeling with their hands tied behind the small of their backs and their legs were pulled back at the knees.? In that reclining position their exposed female clefts were pressed up against a metal pole about four inches wide, rising from floor to ceiling.?
Mishka? resembled her mother in many ways, though she would perhaps be a little taller standing up.? She had the same bright orange tresses though she wore hers shoulder length, and her figure displayed an elegant leanness ? Diana remembered Tasha talking about her hopes that Mishka would pursue her early love of dancing.? Her breasts were smaller than her mothers, tipped with cherry nipples, and Diana though she caught the flash of a silver ring in her navel.
Tasha herself was in her early thirties now, but she still retained the lithe athletic form Diana remembered from their travels in space.? The 5?6? woman still wore her red hair short, but not as severely cut as her days in the Soviet space program.? Her breasts had dropped a little, but were still attractively firm C-cups, and few wrinkles had appeared on her finely chiselled features and around her ice blue eyes. A person passing these two in the streets of Moscow could easily have mistaken them for sisters, rather than mother and child.
Diana?s stomach churned, remembering the companionship of the brave cosmonaut during her months of first being marooned in space and then their ?brutal enslavement.? The two had grown closer than any of her fellow heroes had suspected [the male heroes at any rate], having no one to comfort them but each other in their horrible ordeal.?? Diana was not ashamed to admit that Tasha had been as much a source of comfort for her as she had been for the Russian, when they had huddled cold and afraid in the dark of the Sangtee prison camp. Surrounded only by female prisoners they had heard their fellow slaves using the dark hours to find solace in the warmth of each others bodies.? Friendship had been transformed by mutual suffering into something more ? if not love, then a closeness both emotional and physical that seemed the unique province of women in such straits.? Tasha had helped to keep Diana not only alive but hopeful, when all their world seemed to have been reduced to misery and pain.? The noble Amazon seethed now at the sight of the two defenceless women, mother and daughter forced to witness and share each others humiliation.
???
?Now,? the courtier went on, not able to conceal his gloating tone, ?if you refuse to cooperate your former companion, and her vile offspring, will suffer a slow death. ?The pole which they are straddling can be heated to over 200 degrees in your ?primitive measure - it would be interesting to see what it does to their soft female slut meat.?? He watched the look of anguish on the Amazons face as she observed the extreme vulnerability of the prisoners.? ?I understand ?mothers' and 'daughters' share a special bond in your depraved culture ? allowing them to watch each other die in agony would seem gracious, no??
?You are mad!` Diana whispered hoarsely. ?She would not have though even the Sangtee capable of such barbarism.
?'The courtier narrowed his eyes.? ?No bitch, we are beyond mad.? You have attacked our culture, our beliefs, our very existence.? We are not mad - ??we are furious!? And now we are ready to take our just revenge!? Now, do you agree??
??No!` Diana clenched her teeth and yanking at the bonds holding her wrists. They did not give in the slightest, filling her with frustration.? What in Hades were they made of?
?As you wish.? ?The Sangtee smiled, and touched another button.? ?On the screen, Diana saw the two women wriggle, Mishka giving a yelp. ?It?s getting hot!? she sobbed in Russian, squirming.
?Stay calm,? her mother gasped, but Diana could hear the fear in her voice.? For herself, but more for her innocent young daughter.? Both women squirmed as the heat from the pole bled into their sensitive vaginas, sweat forming on their bellies and thighs.
?Mother, it hurts!? Mishka gasped in a terrified whimper.
?Stop this,? her mother yelled to the empty room, switching to English.?? ?For God?s sake, stop it!?
?You slimy filth!` Diana cursed.? Tahsa?s own face was showing pain now, tears forming in her eyes as Mishaka sobbed and moaned.? As the Princess watched in horror the younger woman cried out, pulling desperately but unable to escape as the metal began to burn her pussy lips where they were smeared against it.
?Stop it!` Diana yelled at the courtier. `At least have the courage to do it to me!? The men made no reply, only watched Diana calmly, enjoying her ordeal as much as the prisoners.
?Damn you, let her go at least,? Tasha screamed.? ?I'll do anything you,? want the cosmonaut yelled her own pussy burning with pain now. 'Do whatever you want to me, but let my daughter go!'
?Well, princess?? the Sangtee noble sneered.
??
Diana stared at the two women suffering with sickness gnawing at her heart. How could she let this continue?? Yet how could she allow herself to be debased in front of these male animals, knowing that it would lead to the torture of hundreds of thousands of innocent females across the galaxy.
?AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!?
Gaaaaaaaaaaaagh?.AAAAA?AAAAIIEEEEEAAAAAH!!!?
Tasah and Mishaka were both screaming now, tears running down their similar features.?? Diana closed her eyes as her own tears welled up, but the screams rang in her ears, parent? and child suffering horribly, the pain killing them slowly as they heard each other?s anguished shrieking.? Pressed hard against the metal shaft they would be able to feel the vibration as they both writhed in torment.? The sweat spilling in torrents down their breasts and thighs and tight, arched bodies mingled about their pudenda?s, their sexual organs close enough that Diana knew they could feel the brush of their labia?s together where the pole forced the lips apart.? To make a mother and her offspring suffer like this, feel each other?s womanhood rubbing together as they were tortured ? it went beyond cruelty.? This was obscene.
?Oh Fuck, no more?NO MORE!? I?m begging you...I?ll do?do anything. Just?let ?her go!!` Tasha screamed through her heaving sobs of pain.? She threw back her head and wailed in anguish, her daughters screams of pain mingling with hers in a duet of pain.
Diana could bear no more. ?Stop it - Stop it and I?ll do as you ask!? she shouted at the men watching her.? The words sickened her, but if she did not act now both women would die gruesomely.
The Sangtee mocked her with a slight bow, and again touched the button on his arm.
The women cries became less desperate, the rod cooling quickly. The man deactivated the sound, but left the image on, turning and facing Diana.
?
?You will be tortured.? he said matter-of-factly, as Diana kept her eyes on her friend and her teenage child.? ?We require you to perform satisfactorily, showing your female weakness.???? He smiled ?We will provide you with sufficient motivation, you may be assured.?
?You will not speak, unless indicated by words on the viewer - then you will say them exactly as written, and with the proper?? He paused and grinned wider.
??Submission.?
Previously in
Wonder Woman?
Themyscria, the island
home of the immortal Amazons, has been invaded!?
Through cunning strategy and treachery, a force of mercenaries led by
some of the deadliest villains on Earth has captured the women of Paradise
Island and their most well recognized daughter, Princess Diana, known to the
people of Patriarch?s World as Wonder Woman.
Along with Diana, a group of some of
Earth?s most heroic female defenders of justice and truth, on Paradise Island
to confer with the Amazons in these uncertain times, have also fallen into the
hands of the ruthless invaders.
For days, Diana has been tormented in the
villain?s insidious machine, the Pacifier, while her sister Donna Troy and the
Teen Titan known as Starfire have likewise been brutally tortured and then
raped.? As part of her suffering Wonder
Woman was made to watch helplessly from her prison.? Diana can only imagine what horrors her
Amazon sisters and other friends are facing, while the intruder?s ultimate plan
remains shrouded in mystery.
Vandal Savage, also an immortal and
seemingly the ringleader of the plot, has since released Diana from her painful
isolation, only to render her unconscious.?
As the centuries-old evil-doer prepares the Amazon princess for her next
ordeal, others are watching from the wings.
And now, in
Wonder Woman?
Hell in
Part 2
Diana
Diana awoke to find herself in a sealed stone room, manacled with her
hands behind her back on a low stone plinth.?
She was standing with her feet a few feet apart, more metal circling her
booted ankles and keeping her legs spread.
Her first surprise, once she had shaken off the effects of Savage?s
drug, was that she was no longer nude.?
Diana had fully expected to awake in the villain?s private bedchamber so
that he could avail himself of the charms he had so ruthlessly been fingering
when he had sedated her.? Instead she was
dressed in a black body suit that left her shoulders bare and hugged her long
body.
Unlike other women in her current circumstances, Diana did not blanch
from acknowledging the thought of rape.?
Millennia ago her whole nation had been brutally assaulted by Heracles
lust crazed soldiers, and Diana held no illusions about what was happening
among her sister even as she awoke.? What
these men wanted to do to her friends?and to her.
And she had seen what they had done to Donna.? What they were probably still doing?
No, don?t go there Diana. Donna is
strong.? She will survive.? Starfire, too.? Concentrate on what needs to be done. Observe
the enemy ? survive ? escape!
She did not remember how she had been removed from the bonds of the pacifier
torture machine - the last clear memory was again speaking with Savage, wanting
only to get her hands around his throat as his digit moved inside her intimate
space.? Then the slide into darkness as
the needle pierced her skin, and the jumble of half recalled dreams where she
stood helplessly mired to her chin in thick mud as Savage held Donna aloft by
her long smooth neck.? Then he began to
tear away her uniform while her sister pleaded for Diana to save her.
Diana tired to shut out that memory, and the more terrible ones that it
led into - Donna being made to watch as beautiful young Starfire was raped
beside her, and then the man taking his own bestial member, guiding it to her
younger sisters spread, vulnerable womanhood, sliding it? inside her?
Once again she was trembling with rage. Muscles that could tear
steel and propel her fists through solid rock twisted and bunched as she raged,
but the bindings that held her now proved no easier to shatter than those of
the pacifier;? even the stone of the
plinth resister her efforts to pull the chains free.
After a few moments, perspiring slightly from her efforts, the Amazon
warrior calmed enough to think clearly.?
She first took stock of her clothing.?
The shiny black body suit provided by her captors was all one piece from
her feet up to the low cut bustier.? A
set of leather?like bindings held the low cut of the outfits front tightly
against the steep curve of her? breasts, just below the top of her
generous cleavage, and leaving fully half the flesh of those ample globes bare
to inspection.? The material was snug,
contoured to her lines like a second skin. Behind her the garment came only
half way up her back, leaving her upper back and her shoulders bare and showing
off the strength of her upper body and arms. Her hair had been pulled back into
a pony-tail bound with a thick braid, and the tiara taken from her days ago was
replaced now with a long yellow headband with a red star and long ties hangind down? the side of her head.? Leather greaves covered her arms from wrist
to elbow, while boots of the same material enclosed her feet and her legs all
the way up to the bottom of Diana?s long, powerful thighs.? The only thing of her regular garb was the
buckle of loose slung belt draped around her hips, the metal fastening crafted
into the familiar double-W that usually sat across the bust of her Wonder Woman
armor.
Diana knew the costume instantly, but the recognition gave her no
comfort.? Very much the
opposite, in fact.
Diana looked around at her new abode. Something about the room had seemed ?familiar as
soon as she opened her eyes, and now the pieces clicked into place. She
looked around and as expected saw a control panel on one wall, fitted above a
small desk arrangement. Next to it was a hovering platform, obviously
high tech, arranged on which were various complicated and unpleasant looking
instruments, like a doctors nightmare of surgical tools. One of them had
a six inch cylindrical handle and a length of some kind of cord that seemed to
Diana's keen ears to hum slightly.
As much as the clothes on her body, she recognized the sound, and the
device. A ?Sangtee neural whip.
The Sangtee.
A few years ago Diana and a female cosmonaut had been lost in space and
captured by a race of star-faring aliens called the Sangtee,
all of whom were male. Apparently every millenia the
race changed sex, always accompanied by violent outbursts against the gender
they were transforming into as they fought to resist the natural cycle of their
species. Any females they captured from other races were made into slaves
and subjected to the most humiliating and painful punishments the aliens could
devise, and with centuries with which to practice and prepare, it was to be
expected that the Sangtee would have become very, very creative.
Diana had been their prisoner for two months.? She knew exactly
how creative they could be.? And now,
apparently, she was back in their hands.
The door of the room opened and a pair of men stepped though.
Diana recognized the aliens instantly. Purple skinned, their armor
was a darker tone than that of their flesh. Apart from that
characteristic, they were not unlike humans in general appearance, though their
ears were more pointed. One was fairly slim, his battle dress
adorned with the sort of complicated patterning and tassels that
invariable accompanied a courtier dressing as a warrior. The man beside
him was slightly shorter, though much more broad in the chest and shoulders,
his armor shiny too but showing the signs of wear that marked him as career
military; a man who had tasted the thrill of fear in true combat and the
heady exhilaration of the ultimate victory on the battlefield -
survival.
Diana regarded both men coolly, taking stock of her situation.
When last she had left the Sangtee Empire their
ruler, secretly a woman herself, had been persuaded by Diana to initiate reforms
that had outlawed the practice of oppressing and abusing any female the Sangtee came across. Either the Sangtee's
policy had changed, or these men were rebels, possibly motivated to settle old
scores. Diana's persuasion had taken the form of forming a league of
female pirates composed of escaped slaves, and leading them in a relentless
campaign against their former slave-masters until the Sangtee
had been forced to negotiate. Quite a few high-ranking imperials had been
disgraced along the way, and would no doubt love the chance for some revenge.
The two males regarded the prisoner, observing her shackled hands and
erect posture with disdain. Like all their race save
their ruler, they instinctively loathed and feared anything female, and in her
brief time in their space Diana had come to epitomize among the Sangtee all things feminine. To them, she was the ultimate
enemy of their people simply by virtue of her existence, but by leading the
rebellion against their misogyny she had elevated herself to the status of
arch-fiend in their eyes.
?Greetings, offal,? the courtier said in cultured tones that did nothing
to hide his contempt for her. ?This reckoning is long overdue.?
?The only person among the Sangtee I defer to
is your Emperor,? Diana said evenly, deliberately fishing for knowledge in her
remark.? She learned what she needed to
know quickly as the Courtier took the bait, stepping forward and backhanding
her across the face with a gloved hand. ?The genetic aberration upon the throne
will not save you from our justice,? the Courtier said with a snarl. ?When the holovid of you grovelling broken
and pleading at our feet is shown across the Empire, then the supporters of
that blasphemy who disgraces the royal line will see the true nature of the
female ? weak and pathetic, undeserving of respect or honor, and they will
return to the true path of our people.?
Diana barely felt the slap, shaking it off effortlessly and looking at
him unruffled. Inside her head, though, her mind was racing.? This man knew the Sangtee
ruler was female, a closely guarded secret even after the success of Diana?s
revolution.? This was more than mere
revenge against her personally ? these men were planning on destroying
everything she had accomplished in freeing the females in Sangtee
space from slavery and torture.
Diana
took some small solace in at least knowing the Emperir
still lived, and ruled, for the moment. Still, it did little to alleviate her
current situation. ?If you expect me to roll over and beg while you whistle,
then I hope you arranged to be on our planet a long time.?
?
The
purple man stepped towards Diana, full of confidence. ?Actually, whore, we anticipate your full cooperation.?
He
turned and pressed a button on his arm greave and a panel opened on the wall
showing s view screen, which flickered to life.?
On the screen, Diana could see two women, one of whom she recognized
instantly - Tasha, the cosmonaut she was marooned in
space with.? The other was far younger and
a stranger, but Diana swiftly realized why she seemed familiar - Tasha's daughter, Mishka!? She had only been eight when they were lost -
she would be in her late teens now, the same age as the girl imprisoned with
the Russian explorer.
The
pair of women were stripped naked and bound facing each other, kneeling with
their hands tied behind the small of their backs and their legs were pulled
back at the knees.? In that reclining
position their exposed female clefts were pressed up against a metal pole about
four inches wide, rising from floor to ceiling.?
Mishka? resembled her mother in many ways,
though she would perhaps be a little taller standing up.? She had the same bright orange tresses though
she wore hers shoulder length, and her figure displayed an elegant leanness ?
Diana remembered Tasha talking about her hopes that Mishka would pursue her early love of dancing.? Her breasts were smaller than her mothers,
tipped with cherry nipples, and Diana though she caught the flash of a silver
ring in her navel.
Tasha herself was in her early
thirties now, but she still retained the lithe athletic form Diana remembered
from their travels in space.? The 5?6?
woman still wore her red hair short, but not as severely cut as her days in the
Soviet space program.? Her breasts had
dropped a little, but were still attractively firm C-cups, and few wrinkles had
appeared on her finely chiselled features and around her ice blue eyes. A
person passing these two in the streets of
Diana?s
stomach churned, remembering the companionship of the brave cosmonaut during
her months of first being marooned in space and then their ?brutal enslavement.? The two had grown closer than any of her
fellow heroes had suspected [the male heroes at any rate], having no one to
comfort them but each other in their horrible ordeal.?? Diana was not ashamed to admit that Tasha had been as much a source of comfort for her as she
had been for the Russian, when they had huddled cold and afraid in the dark of
the Sangtee prison camp. Surrounded only by female
prisoners they had heard their fellow slaves using the dark hours to find
solace in the warmth of each others bodies.?
Friendship had been transformed by mutual suffering into something more
? if not love, then a closeness both emotional and physical that seemed the
unique province of women in such straits.?
Tasha had helped to keep Diana not only alive
but hopeful, when all their world seemed to have been reduced
to misery and pain.? The noble Amazon seethed
now at the sight of the two defenceless women, mother and daughter forced to
witness and share each others humiliation.
???
?Now,?
the courtier went on, not able to conceal his gloating tone, ?if you refuse to cooperate your former companion, and her vile offspring,
will suffer a slow death. ?The pole which
they are straddling can be heated to over 200 degrees in your
?primitive measure - it would be
interesting to see what it does to their soft female slut meat.?? He watched the look of anguish on the Amazons
face as she observed the extreme vulnerability of the prisoners.? ?I understand ?mothers' and 'daughters' share
a special bond in your depraved culture ? allowing them to watch each other die
in agony would seem gracious, no??
?You
are mad!` Diana whispered hoarsely. ?She would not have though even the Sangtee capable of such barbarism.
?'The courtier narrowed his eyes.? ?No bitch, we are beyond mad.? You have attacked our culture, our beliefs, our very existence.?
We are not mad - ??we are furious!? And now we are ready to take our just
revenge!? Now, do you agree??
??No!` Diana clenched
her teeth and yanking at the bonds holding her wrists. They did not give in the
slightest, filling her with frustration.?
What in Hades were they made of?
?As you wish.? ?The Sangtee smiled,
and touched another button.? ?On the
screen, Diana saw the two women wriggle, Mishka
giving a yelp. ?It?s getting hot!? she sobbed in Russian, squirming.
?Stay
calm,? her mother gasped, but Diana could hear the fear in her voice.? For herself, but more for
her innocent young daughter.? Both
women squirmed as the heat from the pole bled into their sensitive vaginas,
sweat forming on their bellies and thighs.
?Mother,
it hurts!? Mishka gasped in a terrified whimper.
?Stop
this,? her mother yelled to the empty room, switching to English.?? ?For God?s sake, stop it!?
?You
slimy filth!` Diana cursed.? Tahsa?s own face
was showing pain now, tears forming in her eyes as Mishaka
sobbed and moaned.? As the Princess
watched in horror the younger woman cried out, pulling desperately but unable
to escape as the metal began to burn her pussy lips where they were smeared
against it.
?Stop
it!` Diana yelled at the courtier. `At least have the
courage to do it to me!? The men made no reply, only watched
Diana calmly, enjoying her ordeal as much as the prisoners.
?Damn
you, let her go at least,? Tasha screamed.? ?I'll do anything you,? want the cosmonaut
yelled her own pussy burning with pain now. 'Do whatever you want to me, but
let my daughter go!'
?Well,
princess?? the Sangtee
noble sneered.
??
Diana
stared at the two women suffering with sickness gnawing at her heart. How could
she let this continue?? Yet how could she
allow herself to be debased in front of these male animals, knowing that it
would lead to the torture of hundreds of thousands of innocent females across
the galaxy.
?AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!?
Gaaaaaaaaaaaagh?.AAAAA?AAAAIIEEEEEAAAAAH!!!?
Tasah and Mishaka
were both screaming now, tears running down their similar features.?? Diana closed her eyes as her own tears welled
up, but the screams rang in her ears, parent?
and child suffering horribly, the pain killing them slowly as they heard
each other?s anguished shrieking.?
Pressed hard against the metal shaft they would be able to feel the
vibration as they both writhed in torment.?
The sweat spilling in torrents down their breasts and thighs and tight,
arched bodies mingled about their pudenda?s, their sexual organs close enough
that Diana knew they could feel the brush of their labia?s together where the
pole forced the lips apart.? To make a
mother and her offspring suffer like this, feel each other?s womanhood rubbing
together as they were tortured ? it went beyond cruelty.? This was obscene.
?Oh
Fuck, no more?NO MORE!? I?m begging
you...I?ll do?do anything. Just?let ?her go!!` Tasha screamed through her heaving sobs of pain.? She threw back her head and wailed in
anguish, her daughters screams of pain mingling with hers in a duet of pain.
Diana
could bear no more. ?Stop it - Stop it
and I?ll do as you ask!? she shouted at the men watching her.? The words sickened her, but if she did not
act now both women would die gruesomely.
The
Sangtee mocked her with a slight bow, and again
touched the button on his arm.
The
women cries became less desperate, the rod cooling quickly. The man deactivated
the sound, but left the image on, turning and facing Diana.
?
?You
will be tortured.? he said matter-of-factly, as Diana kept her eyes on her
friend and her teenage child.? ?We
require you to perform satisfactorily, showing your female weakness.???? He smiled ?We will provide you with sufficient
motivation, you may be assured.?
?You
will not speak, unless indicated by words on the viewer - then you will say
them exactly as written, and with the proper?? He paused and grinned wider.
??Submission.?
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Paradise groaned as her alarm clock beeped obtrusively at her. She reached out a reluctant hand, felt around on the bedside table and smashed the button on the alarm clock perhaps a bit too heavily. Quiet again. She turned over, closed her eyes and felt herself drift back off into dream world. Her eyelids heavy, her limbs numb and the sounds of the outside world far off. Just as that warm, trance like state was upon her, the alarm clock went off again. BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP. It had been twenty...
Millicent Jamison scanned the job search website on her laptop. This had been a regular habit since she had been made redundant from the Peerless Upholstery Company. She had loved her job as general office manager, taking phone enquires, booking appointments and a hundred other tasks that made her days interesting and varied. Now that her husband, Stephen, was on reduced hours she was desperate to find a new position. So far, she had been unable to find anything that matched her experience. At...
-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Paradise Trail -=-=-=-=-=-=-= By Maria 2 (a.k.a. Maria) To my valued readers - - There is quite a bit more to my diary. Here is what you may read thus far. Let me know if you want to read even more. (Part One starts here.) (Part Two starts at Chapter 6.) (Part Three starts at Chapter 9.) (Part Four starts at Chapter 13.) Introduction - May 6, 1953. This is a true story - as true as I can tell it, as true as I can put to words. There will be...
-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Paradise Trail -=-=-=-=-=-=-= By Maria 2 (a.k.a. Maria) (Part One starts here.) (Part Two starts at Chapter 6.) (Part Three starts at Chapter 9.) Introduction - May 6, 1953. This is a true story - as true as I can tell it, as true as I can put to words. There will be skeptics who doubt the veracity, but that is a measure beyond my control. Forgive me if I am not the best of all authors. Truth be told, I am no author at all. If I jump from first...
Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter 24, Last Day in Paradise) This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback. Enjoy! WARNING - No bestiality described...
-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Paradise Trail -=-=-=-=-=-=-= By Maria 2 (a.k.a. Maria) (Part One starts here.) (Part Two starts at Chapter 6.) Introduction - May 6, 1953. This is a true story - as true as I can tell it, as true as I can put to words. There will be skeptics who doubt the veracity, but that is a measure beyond my control. Forgive me if I am not the best of all authors. Truth be told, I am no author at all. If I jump from first person to second person to third, then...
Paradise Watched"Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven." Milton, Paradise Lost.---------------Chapter the only.I looked out my office picture window and at the huge vista beyond. Another beautiful day, blue sky, blue water, probably up to maybe 75 degrees today. But of course, that was the norm in this part of the Pacific - the only bad days were during the monsoon. Of course, even the bad days were like nirvana compared to the interminable cold where I grew up - Montana, USA. If I...
Author's Name: Lee Anne Montgomery ([email protected]) Story Title: Woman Partner (Chapter 25, Last Night in Paradise) This work is copyrighted to the author © 2003. Please do not remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. I look forward to, and hope that I receive, your feedback....
-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Paradise Trail -=-=-=-=-=-=-= By Maria 2 (a.k.a. Maria) Introduction - May 6, 1953. This is a true story - as true as I can tell it, as true as I can put to words. There will be skeptics who doubt the veracity, but that is a measure beyond my control. Forgive me if I am not the best of all authors. Truth be told, I am no author at all. If I jump from first person to second person to third, then please forgive me. I write down my story as I remember it -...
By Samantha G. “You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you get what you need.”-Rolling Stones If it was only for one splendidly intimate night, it was well worth the gamble to be among the wolves of flesh. Tonight, somebody held me, when I needed to be held. Somebody could touch me, as I needed to be touched. Somebody made love to me, when my dire craving needed not only to be fed, but also to be loved. He asked for nothing, but gave me everything, I could...
Daren, John and Max had taken off for the river and were cruising down this little county road when they spotted this babe hitchhiking up ahead. They all agreed she looked smoking hot in her cut-off shorts and tight little top, so it was decided quickly they’d offer her ride. As they came up beside her Daren slowed the van down and stopped next to her. Max leaned out the window and yelled, “Hey, you want a ride?”She looked over at Max and said, “Where are you guys headed? I need to get to...
Group SexIntroduction: Batwoman returning back to Hollys loft from patrol beliving trhe woman is asleep is in for a rude awakening. It had been a long night and an even longer patrol, and Kate was drained. Slipping into the window quietly to find her Holly fast asleep, Batwoman moved quietly for the chair and started to get undressed. Removing the belt with practiced ease, she then took off the cape before she removed the gloves and boots…, only then placing her hands on the dresser and lowering her...
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...It had come at last. The night of nights. Mitt's princess stood before him, her long blonde tresses curling down her back, her green eyes alert, yet respectful. The white wedding dress brought out her beauty all the more, a cone of lace crowned with the smooth softness of her bare arms and shoulders. He had called her a "vision of loveliness" in his toast, and indeed she was. His wife's face - yes! She was his wife now! - was so perfect he could not take his eyes off it.She reached...
HumorAmelia lay listless, a thirty-something with an old-fashion name on a beach to die for – it was reality straight from the brochure. Unbelievable really, she’d thought, as usually travel ‘come-ons’ are doctored in the graphics design department: sunsets being colored-enhanced to ridiculous extent, the fisherman’s catch lengthened to exceed the record for that species set in 1923, the surf running two meters higher than ever recorded in that locality – and that’s even after hurricanes! Fiji...
It had come at last. The night of nights. Mitt's princess stood before him, her long blonde tresses curling down her back, her green eyes alert, yet respectful. The white wedding dress brought out her beauty all the more, a cone of lace crowned with the smooth softness of her bare arms and shoulders. He had called her a "vision of loveliness" in his toast, and indeed she was. His wife's face - yes! she was his wife now! - was so perfect he could not take his eyes off it.She reached behind her...
RECAP: Since we have finished ten episodes of season two, here is a quick recap to help you keep up. The new season of Prem Paradise began with the introduction of new characters and an update on the existing ones. The owner of Prem Paradise, Mrs. Nair lived alone in her penthouse having successfully controlled herself from having affairs after the fiasco some time back. Gautam and Kiran Chatterjee were the only other returning characters. They are a married couple who had decided to mend their...
Princess Diana, First Princess of the Amazon, sold her race out that day, pointing out the location of Paradise Island and answering all their questions, why no one had ever found it before, what was their warrior number and defenses. She informed them that there really weren't any defenses as the modern day army thought of them and there was no air force, artillery or tanks to worry about. There were 30,000 Amazons when she had last visited home, but their tenacity made each the equal of 3...
Sis rented Mom’s old bedroom to two of the gurls on my soccer team. They would also look after the house so she and Chrissy could come down and join us as we spent the last week preparing for the grand opening of “Joann’s Club Paradise”. When they arrived, Sis and Michelle started on setting up the salon. They couldn’t believe how good the old motel looked. Chrissy set-up the booking and charge system while I worked with the newly hired cooks and bartenders stocking the kitchen and bar. Joe...
CrossdressingGlossary: Seraph- An angel. What the winded people call themselves. I somehow never got around to putting that in the first chapter. Lios & Lupos- Werecats & Werewolves. Walk on two legs or four very aggressive. Patriarchal tribal society. Chapter Two: A New Home The craft shuddered under the stress of the shift from jump speed to normal travel speed. The shuddering of the ship jolted Avriel from her fitful slumber. Disoriented and confused she looked...
“You wanted to buy that fraking recorder!” he yelled back. Edward and I were supposed be on flight 997 to Rapture at 1400 hours Colonial Time. It was 1405. If it wasn’t for the fact star cruisers were never on time then we’d have most certainly been left behind. We finally reached the entrance to the star cruiser. The ticket checking machine scanned our tickets and allowed us access to the shuttle. “Thank the stars we aren’t too late,” I sighed. ...
It was not the first time I had seen her today but this time the sight of her is taking my breath away as she walks to my table at the ‘Tiki Surf Bar’. It seems like a month, but it’s only been 14 hours since I first laid eyes on her. It was in San Francisco as we waited to connect with our Hawaii flight, when she caught my eye. Sitting opposite her waiting for our flight to board, she was deeply engrossed reading a book, and I was able to discreetly observe her. Obviously dressed for travel...
Note: The title is shared by a wonderful piece of classical music by Frederic Delius. If you can acquire a recording, you will find this story mirrors the music, and with a little luck, when the music stops, the tale will be near the end. This story is dedicated to the exquisite Honey123, her contributions to Literotica are priceless, and I will always covet them! ******************************* The beach was deserted. Only a lone crab tentatively made its way up the sandbar, pausing to...
A Tropical Story -- Sex and Love in ParadiseIt's another unbearably hot and humid September day in Florida. It’s just too hot to do almost anything outside. You are back in your bathroom playing some game on your iPhone and I am sitting in front of my computer, bored stiff reading poorly written erotic stories on EP.I momentarily think about jumping into the swimming pool in the hopes you will join me. But of course, at that exact moment, there is a large and way too close clap of thunder and...
Love StoriesThank you for ParadiseThis hot shemale story was sent to me by our forum member Leeya and i'm anxious to share it here with everybody. It's a classy story about a guy who went to an Asian country on a business trip and met a very beautiful womain in a very romantic atmosphere... Little did he know that this young voluptuous lady was a ladyboy.Thanks for this story Leeya. As a reminder to all others, if you have a story suitable for this section, by all means post it either here as a comment or...
I looked around the Room and there she stood an Angel in a Yellow DressThat Clung to her Figure of Perfection I thought that I had gone to HeavenShe Was 57 She Took me By Surprise She was only five feet five with Brown Hypnotic Eyes She had my Spirit Dancing my Heart was Pounding with DelightHer Coffee Colored Skin Felt like Velvet so soft and so warmHer Lips tasted like wine she had me in a tranceI never felt so intoxicated before as she held me tight I caressed her ever so tender I brushed...
Another Piece of Paradise By JJ This is a work of fiction (unfortunately). It may also contain themes and opinions that some may find objectionable. If you are not of the age to be able to view such things, then stop now. I'm writing in the universe of Patricia's "Changes in Paradise." If you have not read her magnum opus, and are interested in mermaids, then you should go right over to Fictionmania.tv and read it post haste. This story assumes that you have some understanding of her...
Paradise By Deputy Duffy The hair salon that my mom went to was aptly named ?Paradise?. The place wasalways beset with sexy women looking their best. It was females only, so (beingborn with a penis) I had to be a little sneaky. I would always try and comeup with some sort of excuse to borrow her car (I had my own) on the day ofher appointment. Then I would act disappointed when she said that she had ahair appointment, before offering to drop her off and pick her back up. Sometimesit worked,...
I live and work in paradise. I’m thirty years old and have been a lifeguard for more than fifteen years. For the last eight I’ve been the guard at Wineglass Beach on the east coast of small island in the waters south of Melbourne, Australia.I had to look twice the first time I saw her. Beyond the exquisite beauty of the beach, I am used to seeing sexy swimmers every day. To be honest, I rarely notice anymore. But there was something different about her. She was striking.She first appeared for a...
SeductionHolly crept up behind Kate with instinctive ease, then like some guard dog she bit on Kate's cunt then chewed playfully on her flesh through her latex while her hands shot forward, and grabbed Kate's tits. She let out a deep, long moan that resonated through the latex into Kate's cunt as latex covered flesh muffled it. She couldn't resist Kate's succulent position one moment, and she wanted some of that sweet pussy so badly! "Ahhhhhhhhhhh...., uuuhhhhh....,...
by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Fifteen: Paradise Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Tuesday, July 1 9th, 2072 – Sarah Glassner – Paradise, WA I couldn't help staring at the golden statue of father standing with his wife Mary. The larger than life edifice rose out of the center of the wildflowers. The statue was well maintained and there were dried flowers about its base and melted wax from candles. “They hold ceremonies here,” I said as Aoifa walked up to...
"Very simply put, we offer the finest oral, vaginal, and anal sex in the world." My mouth dropped open as I stared at her. She didn't blink. She didn't grin. She was profoundly serious. She had made what she believed was a statement of absolute fact in answer to my question. I closed my mouth and swallowed the saliva that had accumulated in it as I pondered the possibilities of the transaction that I was considering. I couldn't help glancing again at the large notebook which she had...
Private Paradise with six sexy fine females found in India, intimately initiating five tasty teens.Probably the prettiest pervert period of my mighty long love life I experienced in Southern India.Plucked five fine fresh flowers to build my most beautiful bouquet of pink pretty tulip love lips.Philosopher Peter Poet meets Eve and her dear daughters and his meat meets all their cute cunnies.At age thirty-two, thirty-two years back, I travelled overland with a friend from Amsterdam to India.As a...
Written by: AMIT (To read all the previously published episodes, ) Everyone in Prem Nivas was getting ready for the party that evening in celebration of Sowmya’s modelling success. Although they didn’t know what exactly she was doing, but everyone, including her mother and sister, were happy for her. While people were getting ready for the party, Gautam was hurrying out of his house. “Urgent work”, he explained to his wife, “Client seems to have attempted suicide, I’ll be back before midnight...
Disclaimer: The usual boilerplate ... if you're underage, stop reading (and how did you get a hold of this in the first place), if you're offended by transgendered or transsexual ideas, stop reading, and if you're unlikely to enjoy erotic descriptions of sex, stop reading. Changes in Paradise By Patricia "Damn it's hot," Patrick said to no one in particular. He stretched out his back, stiff from bending over the mess of electronic parts spread out on the tarp in front of...
ParadiseIt was the fourth time they had met and the undercurrent of attraction was just as strong as it had been the very first time. The look was unmistakable in his eyes as she looked up into them shyly and looked down quickly blushing, yet smiling to herself in excitement as they reached out and hugged each other laughingly. They both knew what would happen this night; there was no doubt in either of their minds that a sexual encounter was destined to happen after the conversations that...
Another Piece of Paradise By JJ This is a work of fiction (unfortunately). It may also contain themes and opinions that some may find objectionable. If you underage, then stop now. I'm writing in the universe of Patricia's "Changes in Paradise," If you have not read her magnum opus, and are interested in mermaids, then you should go right over to the Mermaid Stories group on Yahoo and read them post haste. This...
SISSY SISTERS PARADISE? by Throne The three feminized husbands had been left in Penny's bedroom, which was a study in pink and white, with bold splashes of magenta here and there. Penny had been sissified by his wife Marge over the past few years. She had met other women who had done the same to their husbands and they all formed a loose network for shared activities. Penny asked Flo, "Did your wife tell you why they have the three of us here tonight?" "Not really," Flo answered...
I am Huma, with a new kind of group sex experience of a couple who have already tasted the pleasure of swapping. Hope you like it. ” Swinging Paradise offers you the best atmosphere to swing and enjoy in the lap of Mother Nature. Do you swing? Do yoy wish to swing? The best time has arrived to enjoy love to its fullest. We will take care of your needs, fetishes, dreamas and even whims and fancies. Contact us online or phone us to mail you entry forms and other literature” So read the...
Welcome to the city of paradise! A vibrant new city located off the pacific coast of North America. It’s a bright, neon soaked urban jungle full of opportunities and exciting experiences! There’s just one catch... it’s... how do we put this.... kinky. It’s been called the kinkiest city in the world, even. It’s so overtly sexual, they passed a law only 18 months after the city opened that you need to be of legal age to even reside there, forcing parents and children to move out. We also have a...
BDSMAnother Piece of Paradise By JJ This is a work of fiction (unfortunately). It may also contain adult themes and opinions that some may find objectionable. If you are not of the age to be able to view such things, then stop now. I'm writing in the universe of Patricia's "Changes in Paradise," If you have not read her magnum opus, and are interested in mermaids, then you should go right over to Fictionmania.tv and read them post haste. This story assumes that you have some...
Everet walked through his apartment complex’s Hallway, his AR-15 In his right hand, his Colt 45 on his hip, and his Texas Ranger badge hanging proudly from his shirt. As he walked past a certain apartment, he heard the argument going on inside. “There’s trouble in that paradise,’ he thought as he walked by. Everet continued on to his apartment. He unlocked the door, stepped in, hung his hat and had his first slave Arianna, who greeted him, took off his gun belt. She then then took it and his...
Everet walked through his apartment complex’s Hallway, his AR-15 In his right hand, his Colt 45 on his hip, and his Texas Ranger badge hanging proudly from his shirt. As he walked past a certain apartment, he heard the argument going on inside.“There’s trouble in that paradise," he thought as he walked by.Everet continued on to his apartment. He unlocked the door, stepped in, hung his hat and had his first slave Arianna, who greeted him, took off his gun belt. She then then took it and his...
BDSMThe Fall of Paradise Chapter One: The Seed of the Future Avriel ran through the corridors of the Pallace, her golden blonde hair streaming behind her and her pristine white wings held slitghtky dispended from her body to maintain her balance at a dead run. Her sword clenched one one hand and her son, Azriel, cradled firmly against her side. He had not cried since she picked him up and told him he had to be silent. He just cuddled against her and stared up into her face in silence,...
In May 1975 I gave my girlfriend Michelle Hanley a tour of my hometown of The Bronx. We were both sophomores at the City College of New York and we had a Wednesday for ourselves. We decided to take her car for the trip back and forth and for part of the excursion within the borough; I would drive because I knew my way around and she could be free for sightseeing. I went out by subway to Long Island City on a sunny morning to meet her around eleven AM.She met me outside her house and I noticed...
MasturbationWhen we last left our story we had discovered how Jean d’Langham a young country boy from France had joined the French Imperial Army as a naïve and wide-eyed blond seventeen-year-old “to find his fortune”. Posted far from the center of power in Paris the young lad had, at first, been downcast. Soon Jean learned that living on the edges of an empire had its own unusual advantages. Jean was taken under the wing of a certain demanding young woman named Apolline Descartes and educated in the art of...
Introduction: Banished for chosing the white mans ways, they choose a life with the white men. Paradise Valley 2, Homecoming Tall Elk rode warily, with one eye on the sunset, the other on the canyon ahead. They were minutes from home now. The nearby canyon protected Paradise Valley from outsiders arriving from the south and it was a bad time to be approaching the canyon. With most raiding parties riding south, that is the direction of the greatest threat. Any pursuers would be ambushed there...
Congratulations! Thanks for taking an interest in being one of five testers for our newest concept resort. We are pleased to announce that you have been selected! What does this mean for you? Well, this means that you will get an all-inclusive 5-day vacation at our newest resort: Destination Paradise. Everything you could imagine is available for your pleasure. This is our 5th all-inclusive resort and we are so thrilled to have you helping us in this soft launch, to make sure everything is...
Threesome in paradiseAna had been advised that Seychelles Islands were a real paradise and of course it was right.We arrived later in the afternoon after two long leg flights; Boston is really far, far away from here. On that first night were both were a little bit tired from waking up so early; so we just went out for dinner and came back early to our hotel room.In the morning everything was quite different. Anita was the first one in the shower. She shaved her sweet pussy. She liked to keep...
Lena sat on her couch, excitedly opening the package from her aunt back home. Her birthday had been a month ago, but there had been some issues shipping this "mystery present". As Lena carefully extracted the hand-wrapped gift from within the bubble-wrap-lined box, she smiled."Thank you, Aunt Margaret..." she said to no one. She lived alone since breaking up with her fiancé, Collin. Due to this, she felt a bit lonely sometimes, but her family back home had really come through for her. They had...
SupernaturalI was still in a half sleep, laying on my back but I was very aware of Ann curled against me, her face on my bare chest, her right leg wrapped over mine, just brushing my groin. I was on my back. I could feel her soft hair brushing my chin and heard the steady breathing of her sleeping. I could also feel the softness of her pubic hair pushing against my thigh. My God, this girl was perfect! How in the hell did I get so lucky?It had started with an email about a year ago. Ann read some erotic...
When we last left our story we had discovered how Jean d’Langham a young country boy from France had joined the French Imperial Army as a naïve and wide-eyed blond seventeen-year-old “to find his fortune”. Posted far from the center of power in Paris the young lad had, at first, been downcast. Soon Jean learned that living on the edges of an empire had its own unusual advantages. Jean was taken under the wing of a certain demanding young woman named Apolline Descartes and educated in the art of...
BDSMpart 1As she boarded the plane, she couldn't help but feel excited. She'd saved a whole year for this trip and was still in a bit of disbelief that it was finally happening. A whole fortnight in sunny, tropical paradise.She settled into her seat and pulled out the book she'd brought to read while travelling, Heinlein's Stranger in a Strange Land. Why not, eh? Just as she was turning the page, a person sat in the seat next to her's. At first she didn't bother to look. She figured she'd let the...
Disclaimer: The usual boilerplate ? if you're underage, stop reading (and how did you get a hold of this in the first place), if you're offended by transgender or transsexual ideas, stop reading, and if you're unlikely to enjoy erotic descriptions of sex, stop reading. Permission to post on any free site. While it isn?t necessary to have read ?Changes In Paradise,? it might help. Thank you (to those of you who deserve it) for the comments, suggestions, and encouragement on...
Disclaimer: The usual ... if you're underage, stop reading (and how did you get a hold of this in the first place), if you're offended by transgender or transsexual ideas, stop reading, and if you're unlikely to enjoy erotic descriptions of sex, stop reading. Permission granted to re-post on any free site with attribution. You really must read "Changes In Paradise, parts 1 - 6," if you haven't already. This story has grown far beyond what I expected, and now the narrative threads...
Disclaimer: The usual ... if you're underage, stop reading (and how did you get a hold of this in the first place), if you're offended by transgender or transsexual ideas, stop reading, and if you're unlikely to enjoy erotic descriptions of sex, stop reading. Permission granted to re-post on any free site with attribution. You really ought to read "Changes In Paradise, parts 1 - 9", if you haven't already. Those narrative threads must be held in memory or many parts of what follows...
Disclaimer: If you're underage, stop reading. If you're offended by transgender or transsexual ideas, stop reading; and if you're unlikely to enjoy erotic descriptions of sex, stop reading. This story is definitely adult material. Finally, if mermaids aren't your "thing," read this story anyway; it might change your mind. Please read "Changes In Paradise, parts 1 - 12," if you haven't already, and please take a moment to post a comment or send an email. Permission granted to...