Salma Hayek Enslaved and Tortured in the Desert
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Salma Hayek - Enslaved and Tortured in the Old West
It was a hot day in the Chihuahua desert...and its pride and joy Salma Hayek was travelling via stagecoach through the rugged terrain. She had been sweeping the west with her beauty in burlesque shows all across Mexico and the US...teasing and enticing her way to fame among the sex-starved hordes of men. She was the perfect Latina beauty, with curves like a racetrack and a seductive personality. But while she was travelling, her stagecoach came under attack by cowboys! She was extremely anxious as they fired careful shots at the trailer. They eventually shot and killed everyone onboard but the beautiful Salma Hayek. She bolted away, knowing she would be raped if they caught her. But they reached her quickly. ?Don’t resist, or you will deeply regret it.? one man said, as he brutally smacked her ass with a massive cattle whip. She gave a sharp little cry and fell to the ground in tears...her ornate red dress shredded from the impact, and the beautiful dark skin on her rump was exposed. She was the most unfortunate girl for this to happen to, having been brought up in luxury and being famously sensitive, both physically and mentally...expecting rape, she had no idea what was to come. They grabbed her, and she was continually struggling. However, they caught her and tied together her wrists and ankles with a rough hemp line. The leader slowly peeled off the top of her dress, smooching the tan skin around her breasts as he did so. ?No, no, please, no! Aaaaaigh! No!? she cried with a look of panic, as she squirmed helplessly. He then tore off the whole dress, leaving her lingerie exposed. They drooled and masturbated over her body, as they roughly groped her. Her petite curves were jammed together tightly in the skimpy, lacy red lingerie. Her curves were also just as sexy as her gorgeous legs, wrapped up in fishnet stockings and capped with gorgeous black stilettos that displayed her curvy feet. The leader then slowly peeled her corset off from the top down, exposing her mind-bendingly curvy, sexy breasts and hips...it made them hornier than they could remember being...her dark, fearful eyes, black silky hair, and tanned brown skin irresistibly gorgeous and begging for a cruel fuck. He harshly ran his hand over her whole body, violently groping her buttocks, hips, and any other fleshy, squeezable part of her curvy little Latin body. After tearing her panties off, he went for her breasts, and he painfully squeezed them until she violently tried to wiggle free, screaming: ?aaaigh, aaaaah, oh...nooooo...pleeeease nooo; aaaaaaaaah! ? and crying from the pain. ?Shut up, slave!? he said, shoving her to the ground and forcing her into a doggy style. They all groped her at once, and then took turns viciously fucking her in the ass; they had no intention of pleasuring her, but were bent on hurting her. She writhed with pain from the extremely brutal raping, tears pouring over her gorgeous face, her luscious lips trembling as blood dripped from her ass; the pain was all too evident by her whimpering and balling. Finally, a man grabbed her by the hair and forced his cock deep into her throat, not being able to resist any longer. Defiant and furious as ever, she bit down with all her might.
?You little bitch!? he cried, slapping her tender face. Collapsing to the ground crying, she couldn’t even recover before they grabbed her and dragged her towards a saguaro cactus. ?We warned you, se?orita! now you’re going to pay for your resistance!? Much to her horror, they lashed her to the saguaro, pressing the front of her body extremely tightly against the cactus. ?Aaaaaaaaahhhh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!? She screamed bloody murder as they donned gloves, and adjusted her so that her nipples and pussy were deeply gauged by the tiny spikes. Then they spread her pussy wide open, and tightened...pressing her cunt tightly against the plant and forcing the thorns into her virgin skin. They gagged her, not being able to bear the caterwauling; still, poor Salma’s agonized scream was only slightly muffled, and she jerked uncontrollably, only further rubbing her very sensitive clit against the evil plant. Despite all this horrible torture, the leader got out a metal-tipped cat nine tails and flogged poor Salma’s bare back, legs, and ass. In particular, they loved to make her juicy ass turn beet red from the flogging. They then got a smaller cactus, about two feet long and six inches across, and rammed it deep in and out of her ass, vigorously. Her screaming and crying and jerking became even more intense as she suffered this extreme cruelty. ?Aaaaaahh! Aaaaaaaaaaigh! Mmmmmhmhmhm...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, Wuaaaaaaahaaaahaa!? She cried. But then they got another one, and did the same thing to her extremely tight, pink, virgin pussy, as one man continued the horror in the ass. Then another was rammed very deep into her throat by yet another man...then the flogging resumed. Poor, poor Salma! All she could do was suffer at their pleasure as her skin glowed with pain, and tears poured from her big brown eyes.
After hours...her sexy skin was deeply reddened and swollen from the abuse, they stopped their assault and ate lunch. They removed the cacti from her ass, mouth, and vagina, and they took her down from the cactus. She couldn’t stop crying and sobbing from the pain...painful thorns stuck to the entire front of her body. She kneeled, thinking it was over and she would now just become a common sex slave...a thought that relieved her now. But her worst fear happened, they grabbed her and lashed her to a different cactus, only from the back side this time; her flogged and rash-striped back tightly pressed against the shrub, and her tormented ass spread around it and tightened. ?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaigh! Aaaahaha! No more, pleeeeease! Oooooooohhhh!?She screamed in agony, more desperately trying to escape the pain of her billowing soft body squeezed against the terrible shrub...but to no avail, all she could do was cry as they rammed even larger cacti into her cunt and mouth and resumed her flogging...to the more sensitive half of her body. Her tears would make you think she would die of dehydration soon, but alas she could not be put out of her misery. They continued the torture for even longer than the first...her only response being helpless crying and struggling, driving more and more thorns into her ass. It could be said that no woman had ever suffered so horribly...yet. They only felt horny at the site of her extreme suffering, jerking off over and over again and forcing her to swallow huge cups of cock. This made her gag and puke uncontrollably, on top of her shrieks. At nightfall, they set off to their home base. They left all the cacti dug deep into her soft, fleshy organs, and tied her wrists to a line behind the horses, dragging her naked, curvaceous, body behind them. Her breasts, ass, and other soft, smooth parts of her body painfully ground against the harsh, rocky sand and the cacti bounced around agonizingly within her. The pain was more than she could bear...despite being exhausted, she couldn’t prevent herself from screaming, crying, and wiggling violently and uncontrollably: ?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!! Oooooh mi dio! Help! Pleeeease! Wuaaaaaaaaahahaaaaaaaa!?.
Her gorgeous body was beet red, her face distorted by pain, and she was peppered with thorns on every part of her extremely sensitive body. She flopped helplessly through the sand like a fish that has been caught and dragged onto a boat. Yet, for some reason, her beauty and the beauty of her skin, was totally intact, if not enhanced, by the abuse! They finally arrived at their ranch, they paraded her past many men and some other beautiful, sobbing women, apparently slaves like herself, towards a massive, foreboding hacienda. She was dragged by her hair inside...?aigh, ah...mmm, aiiigh, aigh!? she whimpered and sobbed. Down a long flight of stairs they dragged her, to a cold dungeon filled with instruments of torture and chained her vertically to the ceiling on spreader bars...leaving her totally exposed on all sides, and totally helpless. ?Please, let me sit or lie down...my legs and body ache so much! Pleeease!!!? she cried, sobbing. ?You should of thought of that, bitch, when you bit him!? Was their response. They left her there, and servants came in. They threw extremely hot water on her, causing her to scream: ?Aaaaaaiiighhhh! Wuaaaaaahahaaa!? and struggle violently with what little energy and voice she had left; poor Salma just couldn’t control her body...and her body just couldn’t withstand the agony...involuntary reactions drew off her energy even more and increased the pain. They then plucked each of the thorns off one by one with pliers...each and every one pulling on her tormented skin. ?Aah, Aiigh, uh...wuaaa, uhhh!? She could only whimper as she endured further suffering and starvation. When they were done, they took the pliers and pinched her nipples and pussy, torturing her so as to make her struggle... ?Hey, twist her nipple!? one cried; and another obliged in turning her tits around and around. ?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaigh!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!? She screamed even more from the pain, and just as she thought it couldn’t get worse, they pulled her clit as far out as it could come, and twisted it too! They jerked themselves off to screams, tears, and pleads, and left her dangling there...in utter agony and despair. They then came back and took a cat nine tails of chains, and couldn’t resist subjecting her to more terror and agony...they flogger her bruised, swollen, and red cunt over and over again...causing it to bleed! ?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh! Noooooo! Mercy, pleeeeeeease, uh, aaaaaaaaigh!?She wailed and struggled, but met not mercy...they did the same to her gorgeous belly, breasts, and ass. Again and again, they would strike her curvy body until they left her bleeding from all of her most sensitive areas. Fortunately, the door to the cell was thick...enough to muffle her screaming so that the compound could sleep. Poor Salma crashed from exhaustion, leaving a small pool of blood beneath her.
The next morning, she was fed and bathed and done up beautifully...her rashes soothed by creams and lotions. All this for her permanent position; to satisfy the sexual desires of all those who lived at this large crime hub. ?Now that you learned your lesson, you will begin your regular duties.? Said the leader. He got her first...he tied her up to a special frame that forced her body into a painful doggy style position and fucked her violently, going to great lengths to make her remember how horrible her first sex had been. The frame was studded with metal spikes that almost broke her skin, but left her beautiful skin preserved and in agony. Each of the dozens of men there took turns fucking her from the pussy, ass, and mouth... her body aching from the horrible position and the extremely tight nipple clamps, feeling like they would fall off. ?Ffffff...oh...ah! Ffffffffffffffff...aaaaah!? She writhed and squirmed from the pain...to no avail. When it was done, they branded her just above her curvy ass with the ranch’s mark. ?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaigh!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Wuaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaahaaaaaaahaaaaaaaa!!! Aaaaaaaah! Waaaaa!? She wailed from the burning pain, and they all thoroughly revelled in her suffering. Just when she thought the horror was over, she was gagged with a special gag designed to muffle all sound, and clamped down in a spread eagle to a torture table. Her skin was sooo beautiful and she looked as pure and healthy as before the incident, a very fast healer. But that was set to change. They constricted her huge, billowing breasts tightly with barbed wire, and attached nipple clamps...they tightened them to about 10 times more than you normally would! They then took matters even further, taking a mouse trap and setting it off on her sensitive, swollen clit. She jerked uncontrollably on the torture table, tears flying off her big, beautiful brown eyes...but her screams just sounded like ?Mmmm...mmmmmm! hmmm!?. Poor Salma felt like she would die from the sheer pain, but much to her despair, she didn’t. They then looked at her curvy little feet, and the sexy stilettos she wore...they thought they were so sexy that they just left them. But now, they took them off, revealing her beautifully soft, curvaceous feet...just as gorgeous and soft as any other part of her body or face. They tickled them, causing her to jerk around, as tickling hurt her a lot! Noticing this, many, many men began tickling her all over her defenceless body. Worse was yet to come for the poor little Latina as she was then raped by all of them in the pussy, breasts, and mouth; they all took turns fucking her, and then spewing semen all over her pretty face or deep into her cunt.
After hours of merciless tickling, she was fed and cleaned up...but only for more torture. Back on the torture table, they replaced the super gag and used instruments to spread her gorgeous, pink pussy wide open to the point that the skin was stretched apart almost to the breaking point! With her whole canal opened, they began to torture her with stinging nettle! First, they threatened her with the plant, scaring her. With her already squirming and moaning from the thought, she closed her watery eyes as the leader moved the nettle slowly closer to her neck. The instant he brushed her with it, her eyes opened and began flowing rapidly with tears again and she jerked uncontrollably, her blood-curdling screams muffled. ?Aaaargh! Aaaah! Aaaaaaaaagh!? He delighted in watching her struggle and squirm as he brushed the nettle and slowly dragged it around the skin of her breasts, hips, belly, and legs. Then, after a laboriously slow torment of her now-reddened body, he took a new plant and slowly stuffed the stinging plant into her pussy! She shook and wiggled and screamed and cried through the gag ?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaigh!!! Aaaaaaaaaaagh-hahaaaa! Wuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahaaaaaa!?...but ill-fated Salma’s mortal agony was thoroughly enjoyed by the audience. To make matters worse, he took pins and slowly jabbed dozens into her luscious breasts...then he skewered her nipples with two each. He stuck them all over her clit, slowly sinking the sharp little objects into poor Salma’s sensitive skin. Finally, her gag broke loose for some reason ?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!!!!!!!!! Wuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiighhhhhh!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!? her screams filled the hacienda and could be heard for many miles. She wished she could be killed in any way known to man, rather than suffer like this! Any normal man would have melted at the site of her teary eyes, and extreme suffering, but not these! She was that night shown her room; it was a tiny 6 x 6 dark cell with no light at all and a scorpion infestation. ?I hope you like your new home and mission...get used to extreme pain. Hahahahaha!? Said the leader...her big brown eyes getting watery and bursting into tears, and her body trembling. She was to be subjected every day, all day, and sometimes at night, to sexual abuse ranging from torture to rape or both for the rest of her young life...and any daughters she may bare. As she curled up in a corner, ?Aaaaaiigh! Aaaahhh! Aaaaaaaaah!? she cried, jumping from the sting of scorpions, as they dug their cruel stingers into her sore and swollen pussy and ass. They then swarmed over her, crawling over every part of her petite body and stinging her. She screamed and cried herself to sleep, realizing they were watching her through a window in the roof and jerking off to her pain...and thus begun the new, tragic, life of the beautiful Salma Hayek.
Unfortunately, it was a long one in which she bore many gorgeous daughters who suffered the same fate...she served for forty more years until her beauty started to diminish, and then the day came. She was dragged up by her hair yet another day, but in the evening...every bit as beautiful as she had been when she was a virgin celebrity, and every bit as sensitive. They all fucked her brutally...and little did she know this would be the last time. This time, they through her into a body-sized iron cage and hauled her outside to a large bonfire. The aging leader now said: ?We’ve had a lot of fun! And we love your daughters.? He said, looking over to several sobbing stunners. ?But now your time is gone.? With that he picked up the cage and threw it on top of the bonfire! ?Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiighhh!!! Wuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaahaaaaaaa!!! Wuuuaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaahaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!? She screamed, as the raging flames burned and sizzled against her soft skin. She screamed and squirmed and wiggled to escape the blaze, but couldn’t escape, as the flames caught her hair on fire, and scalded her every inch of skin! Agonizingly slow, the flames consumed her inch by inch until she was engulfed by fire. Her squealing went for hours and hours as her skin bubbled and burst, turning to human charcoal...until nothing was left but the red-hot cage and a pile of ash...and her red-hot gorgeous daughters. They wept in horror as they were subject to further molestation all night...the image of their mother burning to death haunting their thoughts and nightmares...
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Chapter IV When they got to the gig, Will, the drummer, was just setting up. He nodded to George and Isolde as he fiddled with his equipment. The bass player hadn’t arrived yet, but that was no surprise. He had told George three months ago that he was playing a wedding in Ocean City “on a Friday afternoon, for God sakes! Doesn’t anyone get married on a Saturday anymore?” he had rhetorically asked. “Maybe they got a three-day weekend special,” was George’s laconic reply. “Yeah. So now they are...
NovelsCatherine and Alexander by: Bruce Leach Although the children never knew it times had been rough in the castle. Their father, the Duke of Beaufort, had in recent days made a number of unfortunate alliances that put not only his fortune but his entire properties and even his own life in jeopardy. In these days after the king's death the wrong friends could mean accusations of treachery and the Duke had made all the wrong friends. Things looked bleak until he had an...
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Cuckold Porn SitesAndrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestSant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...
Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way! The sound of the holiday song hit Gunther's ears like an ice drift on the open sea. He tried to open his booze-laden eyes to see who was making the racket and saw it was the blasted elves again. Those holiday-enthused cretins were so full of Christmas spirit that they made a nuisance at this time of year as far back as he could remember. He wanted to shout out for them to cease and desist before he made them into little pieces of elves all...
Andrew Running (part 1 of Andrea's Stand) Chapter 1: Running I called my Aunt Clara from the bus station. She didn't seem that surprised to hear from me and when I explained why I was there she told me to walk a couple of blocks to the local diner and get myself a cup of coffee. She'd pick me up in about half an hour. I sat and sipped chocolate milk and tried to eat a pastry while I glanced nervously out of the window waiting for my father to show up and force me into his...
After Jan left the room I found my way into the shower and realized I didn’t have enough strength left to stand there under the spray. So, I got the whirlpool started and spent the next hour lounging in the hot pulsing water. My thoughts were streaming through my consciousness as quickly as the water passing through the jets, taking random turns from what I did to Jan and what I was going to do with Fernanda and Emily. I ate in my room that night and began to formulate a plan that went well...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
Novels~~~~She’s cheating, I say to myself.It’s the second act of our couples dance, and Miriam is cheating. For days she has edged me, ordering me not to cum or she will crop me, and for days I have kept myself from cumming.This is agony for me. I love cumming, and have done so almost daily since I was sixteen and living with my mother.And when I started exotic dancing, then lap dancing, then sex work, I’d cum at least once a day, and sometimes several times a day, except when I had my period, and...
Trueby Millie Dynamite Jaden and I meet a few weeks after he transferred to the Naval base just outside of town. I sat on a bar stool sipping my Pappy Van Winkle when this tall African-American man in full dress uniform sat next to me. He whore captain’s bars. He possessed an air of authority. I nodded to him when perched on the next stool. He returned my nod with his own acknowledgment, in a deep voice he said, “Yo.” He spoke without looking at me. “I’ll have bourbon, make it a shot of Evan...
The Picture: Enslaved Chapter 1: Jasonand Trina “Andwhat’s that?” Jason asked to the tour guide, pointing directlyat a somewhat square construction, with an obelisk in front of it. “That’sthe temple of Luxor” replied the Egyptian man, with a smile. “Andthat’s also our next stop.” Jasonand Trina stared at the monument in awe. It was indeed a huge constructionand besides the Keops pyramid, it was the best sight they’ve had sincetheir arrival to Egypt. Jasonand Trina married a year ago, but...
*SMACK* Rebecca followed up the rhetorical question with a firm slap to his ass as she walked by and sat down at the kitchen table. “Make two pieces for me, lightly buttered. Do not burn them. If I see even a speck of black, you overcooked them. Make yourself something too. We have toast, cereal, fruit, oatmeal...” Her voice trailed off and she was already lost in a text book; presumably studying for an exam. Rebecca's smack stung, but that level of discomfort was nothing compared to what...
One day, at the "facility", my trainer said the words I had been waiting to hear. These were words I feared, but also words that meant the end of the endless repetition of exercises designed to prepare me for my future. "Stephanie, your new life is about to begin." I remembered clearly that I had once been proud, that I had once possessed freedom and dignity. I had been able to choose what college to attend, what profession to prepare for, what employment offer to accept, what men I...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...
by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...
BOUND, GAGGED, TORTURED, RAPED. There was a knock on my door, I was not expecting any visitors, there was no reason why anybody should come here. It was why I'd bought this place, so I could rape and torture young girls without anyone knowing. I opened the door and when I saw a young girl standing there I just knew that she was going to be my next rape victim. She was very pretty and very slender. Her eyes were blue and she had lovely lips. Her hair was long and blonde. Her tits were large but...
Father Peter of St. Johns Cathedral in Duketown has a fame for tolerance of sexual sinsHis virtual girlfriends from the net flock from everywhere to do their Confessions at himAlessandra is a local girl, attending mass at Sundays sometimes, when I lead the ceremonyAlessandra prefers private talks though, sometimes she gets a bit too friendly with FatherAlessandra plays a great girlish game with her beloved spiritual Father PeterAlessandra has confessed earlier at me, always being very honest,...
"Good morning, Miss Anderson," Crius said in a formal tone. "Please, call me, Linda," I replied. "Only if you call me, Crius," he answered. The Titan God smiled, but I detected no warmth to it. "Okay, Crius." I returned his smile with some reservation. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I didn't feel at ease with him. When he had asked me out to breakfast, I had been tempted to say 'no', but my curiosity had gotten the better of me. "So, what can I do for you?" "Nothing,...
Being indoctrinated and enslaved on my very day in Boarding schoolI recall, I was 16 years old and starting Grade eight however there was no high school in our town which necessitated me attending boarding school which was 250 Kilometers away from home.My dad was all “chipper” about it and stated that it would make a man out of me as he was of the opinion that I was a real “Mommy`s” boy as I did not like playing rugby or cricket etc. I preferred to stay in my room and read books!I must state...
(Author’s Note: I get a lot of anonymous feedback from writers, and one in particular was from a friend of mine I had not talked to in a while. You know who you are, China Dolly. Send me an e-mail with your e-mail address since you’re not on FL anymore. I’ve missed talking to you… Here’s another chapter to my Enslaved to the Mob. It’s short, I know, but something I’m proud of. As with all of my stories, all characters are eighteen years of age or older, and the intellectual property of this...
Although Tom liked the quiet moments with her, today it was hard to resist his want to take Chloe there on the couch. He hadn’t fucked her in over 24 hours now. He was holding off and building up his cum for when his new daughter arrived. It was supposed to be any time now, but it was still frustrating having such a great piece right in front of him and having to hold off fucking her. He kept reminding himself that he would be blowing his load inside his new daughter very soon. Then, he would...