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Look at the tags. If you do not like snuff stories then do not read - - - - - - - - - - - - My boredom is my torture. That’s not the most politically correct thing for an actual torturer of girls to say but it’s true. I mean, a girl might experience more physical pain when, say, I snip her nipples off with a pair of scissors, but what about the metaphysical tedium I experience every moment of every day. How do other people bear the sheer mundanity of it all? At least when I’m...
Snuff Flight by Impaler49152 in October 2014 Sandy was excited. Her first flight as an official trainee stewardess would take off in a couple of minutes. She still could not belive she got this job. As a college dropout her chances of getting a well paid job were very narrow. But somehow she managed to get this job, with a little help from her college friend Jennifer who got her the job interview with her boss. The fact that she agreed to meet him after work at one of the...
Middle school environment can be very competitive between preteen young girls and when one of then, like Laura, wasn’t developing hips and tits at right time with her classmates, she was immediately put out of the circle of the popular girls. Suddenly an expensive black car stopped and a sophisticated woman asks her:” Are you Laura?? Want become popular much more that the stupid chickens who joked you this morning??” The poor Laura answered. Francesca, Laura’s mom, was starting to...
I once more stood at the table. Blindfold raised, letter to the right of me, bell to the left.I glanced at the window and saw that the sun had moved around a little. Rays of light were streaming across the floor towards me; nearly reaching my feet. I don’t know how long I had been in the shack. But I knew one thing. I had learned an awful lot about myself, in what seemed to be such a short space of time.As I looked on letter number three, I reflected on my previous conversations with ‘M’. I was...
FetishI once more stood at the table. Blindfold raised, letter to the right of me, bell to the left.I glanced at the window and saw that the sun had moved around a little. Rays of light were streaming across the floor towards me; nearly reaching my feet. I don’t know how long I had been in the shack. But I knew one thing. I had learned an awful lot about myself, in what seemed to be such a short space of time.As I looked on letter number three, I reflected on my previous conversations with ‘M’. I was...
FetishThe second letter was screaming to be opened. I could hear it, I could see it jump around on the table like a spoilt child. Open me. Open me. Read me. Do me!Trust had taken over my very soul and I knew that I could not leave without finding out what was in the letter. But the finding out was the key to doing. One of the rules was, that if I opened it, I had to go through with it.In one sense it was a hard decision, as I didn’t know what would be inside, but I knew that the excitement would take...
FetishChapter 1 Is there anything on this planet more lovely than a beautiful woman? She is humanity’s flower: lovely and delicate. I adore gazing at their gorgeous faces and the curves of their bodies. Also in my opinion there is no more beautiful race of women than east Asian females. They have always been my obsession. Now most people show their love for these goddesses with kisses and soft caresses. Hearing the ladies’ soft moans of pleasure is definitely enticing. I admire ladies’ men who...
‘Tell me Mister Challiner,’ I looked into those eyes, those steel hard, blue eyes, set in that smiling face, the face that told me that she thought she had me right where she wanted me. ‘Tell me,’ She was making this a personal question not one for the Judge, not one for the jury, this was between myself and her. ‘On the night of the 23rd of August, where exactly were you?’ The she who was making life uncomfortable for me was my attorney Judith P. Slattery. The ‘P’ she would never admit, stood...
Ring ... Ring Ring ... Ring “Damn phone. No one should be calling us at 4:00 AM in the morning unless it is an emergency. Have you seen the phone Tara?” “It’s where it always is Jon, on the nightstand on my side of the bed. “Hello Tara speaking.” “I need to talk with Jon Reppa immediately!” “Here Jon, he wants to talk with you.” “Who is it?” “I don’t know, he didn’t say.” “This is Jon.” “Jon, this is George Lyle. Sorry about the time, but I didn’t think this should wait. “This...
First off, i did not write this story, but i found it on the internet a while back and figured id send it here I found this story to be entertaining, and if you are into bestiality it is VERY erotic Enjoy ——————————————————————————————————————————- Welcome to Rome, Wisconsin, a rather quaint little town that normally wouldnt draw anybodys attention. Unfortunately for the residents of this small community, it seemed to be a magnet for unusual happenings. The small town has been a host to a...
Sitting in an uncomfortable metal chair in an interrogation room at Homicide Central for the next day and half almost without a break gave me plenty of time to think. I shifted the events of the last few weeks about in my tired skull and all of the known facts around and around into different positions and I thought I understood the entirety of the big picture. Well, a portion of the entirety anyway ... maybe just not the really important part though. My problem was that I still didn’t know...
Deputy Maxine (Max) Stewart: Lauren Holly Peter Dreeb: Michael Anderson Kimberly Brock: Holly Marie Combs (16-year-old) Doctor Jill Brock: Kathy Baker Sheriff Jimmy Brock: Tom Skerritt Deputy Kenny Lacos: Costas Mandylor From episode: "MR. DREEB COMES TO TOWN" Welcome to Rome, Wisconsin, a rather quaint little town that normally wouldn't draw anybody's attention. Unfortunately for the residents of this small community, it seemed to be a magnet for unusual happenings. The small...
More Murder Misstery © 2007 by Nom de Plume For those who missed A Murder Misstery, Matt McCoy - now Maddy - is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did.... As the saga continues, Maddy's train is just pulling into Amsterdam. By the author of The Jessica Project. I woke up with a start to polite but persistent tapping on the door of my first class sleeping compartment. "Zehn Minuten bis Amsterdam Centraal," a man was saying. After he repeated...
During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from money and other things I also found a hump of books, dairies and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must read for all erotica lovers. I want to share them on this site, If you will permit it. i am seeking your permission This is One such...
MARY SMITH. HANGED FOR MURDER. 31st. OCTOBER 1873 "I don't like this"! "Oh yeah," he sighed impatiently, "What's wrong with it." "It's dark," she continued to complain. "Of course it's fucking dark; it's ten thirty at night at the end of October," he replied irritably, "What do expect...blazing fucking sunshine!" "Please don't swear at me Andy," she scolded him, "I can't help it." "Can't help what," he demanded angrily. "I'm scared!" "Scared," he questioned, "Scared?" "Yes," she answered...
SupernaturalHi ISSians…. Hope all are good… couples having sex… real life taboo people having secret relations… and mostly the people who are single using their best buddy their hands to satisfy their needs… Here I am writing a story that a fellow ISSian who left it incomplete. I liked his fantasy so I would rewrite it to you with much spice. I will make sure you get the complete essence of the story. Hi readers this my third story here. This is gonna be different and based on my fantasies. The story will...
This can be posted on any site that does not charge people to view this story. The Murder of Jack Simpkins By Grimbo "All rise," says the bailiff. "District court 21 of the State of Texas, trial # 321128, State of Texas charging Zachary Smith in the murder of Jack Simpkins. His honor Judge Arnold Townsend presiding." Every one in the courtroom rose to their feet and waited as the judge walked into the room. As was his signature move, the judge seated himself and took a...
A Murder Misstery by the author of The Jessica Project When I rolled out of bed that fateful morning, I had no way of knowing that it would be my last day as Matt McCoy. After showering and dressing quickly (how I long for those days!) I bolted out the door for my train, looking forward to another manic day on the floor. Although I was one of the youngest traders at the Chicago exchange, I was becoming feared and respected for my cunning and balls...another detail which was soon...
Please read the A mysterious murder – part 1 to know what happened previously. Hi ISSians…. Hope all are good… couples having sex… real life taboo people having secret relations… and mostly the people who are single using their best buddy their hands to satisfy their needs… Please share your feedback or discussion or anything you want to talk email me at: Sorry for the long delay. i know you all were waiting for it. read on and have fun. (Sameera ex gangster with sexy assets of 38D at her 40...
LesbianGetting away with murder Part 1 George goes on the run after killing the man who tormented him though high school and who eventually raped him. George looked down at his hands they were covered in blood, the blood of the man he had just killed, stabbed in the chest! The man was called Simon and had tormented George for year and had eventually raped him when they were both 16, Because of this when george turn 18 he left his small hometown and moved to the city. He lived...
Street and Smith's _New_ _York_ _Weekly_ is proud to present the latest addition to the amazing legend of Eerie, Arizona. Jessie Hanks Outlaw Queen: The Cameo Murder By Nicholas Varrick As Told by Ellie Dauber and Christopher Leeson © 2016 Part 1: On the Trail to Trouble Chapter 1 -- "Prolog: September 1871" Tuesday, September 12, 1871 A chunky, sandy-haired man walked into the Prescott, Arizona...
You might well be pleased with my last letter but you have merited your own reprimand. You confess to having read it with too much action of the hand, not expecting any such very racy termination, and that when it came to such delicious mouth-fucking you were obliged to spend all over your dressing-gown. All I can say is don’t do so anymore, but come over to see me, and I will do it for you as you did it for me when we crept into each other’s beds at school. But I have more adventures to...
A gap in the correspondence occurs here; Louisa has returned and Tom and she are meeting at Harry’s studio I closed my last letter with an intimation that we turned in for a delicious night. It was so in fact. My darling Louisa, like all her sex who have committed infidelity to us, seemed to grow doubly loving and endearing in her caresses. I don’t think we ever enjoyed a more delicious or lengthened fuck than we had after our first endearing embraces. Louisa excelled herself in the...
I ended my last letter at a moment of utter prostration from the excess of lubricity I was then describing. Since then dear Louisa has devoted several days to ourselves, as well as three or four to Tom. We managed for her apparently to leave the house, but in reality to slip back into a snug little room. I then got rid of Tom very rapidly, and gratified that dear girl’s letch in fresh fucking her while still awash with all the plenteous streams of sperm that Tom had injected into her. I...
I found myself the guest of the most charming and agreeable family. The father was a fine, handsome man of fifty-one years of age. His wife, quite younger to him, was becoming plump. She was, however, evidently in the full force of health and strength, and although somewhat too prominent in bosom and belly, one could see by her remarkably fine arms how firm her flesh was. It was evident also that her arse must be of stupendous proportions. Her step was firm and elastic, her feet small, and...
I was obliged to break off my last letter, as the recollection of those two lovely creatures posing their naked and beautiful forms, all unconscious of a witness to their incestuous proceedings was too exciting for me to continue the de***********ion that day. Now that I am in a cooler mood, I will give you further details of the delicious scenes of which I was an eye-witness. A few minutes passed in mutual admiration of their enchanting forms. Louisa then taking the splendid prick of her...
"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." Oscar Wilde, 1854-1900*** "The Queen is Dead! Long Live the King!"What more important change than the death of a sovereign. At least, for the nation. Perhaps not for individuals. The end of the Victorian Age. The beginning of the Edwardian period. Would this country continue to be successfully powerful, or would it pass into dust following past empires.Early in the morning the Baroness Gullane took her constitutional along the...
SteampunkMurder is easy Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I was rudely shoved to the ground and roughly held there by two guys, then I felt my skirt being yanked up. Without pausing, my panties were taken down to my knees and I felt his hands on my hips. Discovering my secret, he punched me in the head a few times, then he pushed against me, making me yowl in pain. He kept pushing until he finally pushed into me. I was ashamed, afraid and humiliated past the point of tears, then he...
+MY BEAUTIFUL RAPE AND MURDER+ by kimmie holland & meeah mackenzie{From heaven I see myself.} I walk into my apartment like I'm coming home from work. I must have done this a thousand times before. I think nothing of it. I'm dressed in a printed silk skirt, a light summer blouse, slingback sandals—just like the working girl I am. I putter around a bit—look through the mail, turn on the air-conditioner, click-clack over to the phone to check my messages, etc.—oh, yes, and I'm humming. It's been...
Mike ignored the voice that seemed to be distant and calling his name. Instead he concentrated on the files in front of him. The other thing that all these girls had in common outside of their profession was that they had all recently, within the last six months, had an abortion. They may have hidden it from their friends, neighbors, family members, but their medical records told all. He had searched Candi’s medical records to find out if she had been pregnant and found out that she had...
Robert Givens, the project manager of NASA’s ISSDD program, stared at Eric across the metal table, slowly tapping his fingers. “So, Morgan, I’m interested in hearing how you came to be here?” Stanley Wright, the director of Cape Canaveral operations leaned forward with a cold glare. “I’m interested in how he slipped out of the capsule, and where he’s been for the last day. Son, you’ve embarrassed all of NASA. Thanks to you, we stand to lose all our funding. What were you thinking?” Givens...
?MURDER: FIT TO A T ? by Rob Grant Cast of Characters Lieutenant Dan Italia, half Italian, the other half mixed Scots-Irish, English and a little German, he was the 'whip' or commander of the Sixth Precinct Detective Unit (PDU), also known as the Sixth Squad. With nearly 20 years in, he was close to optional retirement, even though he was only 43. He held a Bachelor of Arts in History from a small state university in his native Pennsylvania and a Master of Arts in...
A PRIVATE INVESTIGATION By Karen Albright PROLOGUE There are many parts of society that remain shrouded in mystery, and the world of private investigators is just such a part of society. Its players remain largely unknown outside their clients, their counterparts, the police, and other restricted groups of people. Clinton Crayle had been an exception to that generalization. While his ability to dealing with kinky sex crimes was a very special area,...
Murder Two by jo199 I know that it sounds really chill, but I still think that killing him was the right thing to do. Admittedly, he wasn't a bad person, or anything like that. In fact, he was a regular goodie two shoes at times, though not particularly towards me; understandably not at the end for sure. So how, you might ask, is it perfectly fine to murder a perfectly healthy human being, and come out the other end thinking it the right thing to do? Let me start out by...
Hi readers this my third story here.I’m a big fan of Indian sex stories. I try to read almost all new story updates done here. Differ from my other stories the story I’m gonna tell here is purely based on fantasy. it may contain incest things so those who are not interested with it pls don’t proceed. First of all I’ll introduce the main characters of my story 1)Raj-a famous detective,27 2)Pereira-a businessman 56 3)Mallika-Pereira’s wife ,50 4)Shekhar-Their son ,34 5)Lakshmi-Shekhar’s...
Lori was overjoyed to have us back home; as was Tracy. Even though we tried to be quiet, we woke them as we got into bed. Despite being tired, we made love, and then I slept soundly until nine in the morning. I would have preferred to have gone back to sleep, but I had to get across to the university to enrol. I grabbed a quick breakfast, got my organizer folder from the study, and drove across to the University. I parked behind the Electrical Engineering building, and went up to Professor...
The Investigation had moved into its fourth month, there was not any new victims, and many believed the killings had finally stopped. The newspapers no longer carried it as a front page story, and it wasn’t the lead on the evening TV news any longer. The killer just appeared to have stopped and as long as there wasn’t anything new the murders were looking like they would go unsolved. Mike received a phone call in the middle of the night it was from headquarters. “Mike, the killer has done...
Please, if you haven't already, check out the first entry into my "Sinful" series here:https://xhamster.com/stories/the-original-sin-9913625Fair warning, the following story has highly offensive material for those with(out) good tastes :P lol if you are at all thin-skinned, easily offended, or otherwise unsuited for coping with the full spectrum of life, I strongly advise you to click off this story immediately and read some Peppa Pig activity books instead :)Also, I just want to make it...
A Murder Misstery Returns © 2008 by Nom de Plume For those who came in late, Matt McCoy - now Madeline Moreau - is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did....after returning home to Chicago, Maddy discovers a shocking secret about her past. The journey from St. Martin to Montreal, on a charter flight crammed with sunburned Canucks, was sheer penance. Stuck in a miserable coach seat between a snoring slob and a...
ALMOST NO ONE has ever heard of Ms. Jennifer Penelope Deaux-Fontaine, but plenty of folks know her alter ego, her nom de plume, her pseudonym, her pen name, Wendy Wilde, the wicked writer of sexually explicit novels and articles. Yeah, that Wendy Wilde. The same offbeat writer who had more people hating her than even Adolf Hitler could ever have imagined. But, as of today, everyone's heard of the woman behind the Wilde mask. Anyone, that is, who bothered to read last night's evening paper....
Hi guys! It's been a very long time since my last upload. Better late than never, they say; and I hope you'll find this one interesting and enjoyable. Thanks for waiting. The Investigation Joseph Vogel has been in the business for 20 years now. As a private investigator, he had seen many things in life. Not a lot would surprise him at this point in his career. This, however, was on a completely different level. He found it hard to digest what was transpiring through the 'eye' he...
The Big Reveal Finally, Teresa called us together for the ‘Big Reveal’, as she called it. We moved inside, gathering chairs into a big circle, and getting fresh drinks. Our Captain placed us individually, in the same order as her list that had been posted in the kitchen – the same one that helped us find the treasure. Claire was first, then Eliza. Craig looked so forlorn, that Teresa relented. She had the girls trade places, so that Claire and Craig could sit together. Leo was next, then...
Gemma Young paced back and forth in her living room as she furiously scolded her son. Never in her wildest dreams had she expected to come home from work to find him having sex not only with their neighbor Sarah Matthews, but with her cute daughter Ashley too! Fancy that — a mother-daughter combo! Right there in her very own bedroom! The audacity of it! To see them both kneeling before him, covered in spunk. She had been lost for words and had just stood in the doorway eyes-wide aghast. A few...
Gemma Young paced back and forth in her living room as she furiously scolded her son. Never in her wildest dreams had she expected to come home from work to find him having sex not only with their neighbor Sarah Matthews, but with her cute daughter Ashley too! Fancy that -- a mother-daughter combo! Right there in her very own bedroom! The audacity of it! To see them both kneeling before him, covered in spunk. She had been lost for words and had just stood in the doorway eyes-wide aghast. A few...
25 year old Charlotte walked nervously down the stairs holding the letter that her Mum would have to sign, her bottom stinging from the caning she had been given by Mrs. Denver just an hour or so earlier. The letter made it very clear her Mum was expected to give her a spanking before she got back to College tomorrow. Charlotte was worried a spanking today would open the flood gates, that her Mum would insist that spanking her will also be reintroduced for her at home purely for disciplinary...
SpankingMiriam had been having trouble sleeping lately, it had been such a long time since she had shared her bed, and she felt as if she’d never share it again. Her work kept her busy, which was probably why she often used the image of her boss when she masturbated. Her lack of sleep was catching up, she tried many things from meditation to Yoga. Though when her Yoga teacher started hitting on her, she had been shocked at first. He had made it sound like a compliment that with her flexibility and...
It all started as a joke. A few laughs with some colleagues about the ethics of being blindfolded and bound as part of the sexual act. I couldn’t see the point of it, but some of my work colleagues disagreed with me to the point of getting red in the face.Then letters started arriving at my house. I couldn’t make out who the first one was from or what it was about, so I opened it. It was hand-written in a lovely curly script. It was short and to the point. The content could have been directed...
Reluctance"OK folks, nothing to see here. Please go back to your rooms" Lt. Will Swallow ordered the crowd as he made his way from the kitchen to the train's bed compartment. Inside I, Captain Ivana Swallow was bent over ass up, inspecting the deceased body that was sprawled out on the lower berth. Will moved behind me and rubbed his crotch against my tight firm ass. "Mmmmmmm, what do we have here?" Will smiled wickedly. "I wish you would stop doing that. What would happen if someone...
Murder Misstery Melange © 2007 by Nom de Plume For those who came in late, Matt McCoy - now Maddy - is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did... as the saga continues, Maddy begins life as the lover of her doctor in Paris. By the author of The Jessica Project. I stood outside the door while Jacques made a quick survey of the apartment. Apparently it hadn't been occupied in several weeks, and with the return of the summer...
A Murder Misstery Aloft © 2008 by Nom de Plume For those who came in late, Matt McCoy - now Madeline Moreau - is on the run for a crime he did not commit, and a murder which she did....after learning about her secret girlhood, Maddy spreads her wings...and more. I crouched down on the floor of Mom's SUV as she backed out of the long, winding driveway, cringing as she shimmied over the snow-covered lawn a few times before she made it safely to the street. "The coast...
A shift in the breeze told Samuel Bess that autumn had arrived. While he came to the park two blocks from his apartment dressed in a thin jacket that afternoon and expecting lower temperatures, the sudden cool wind was what officially signified the end of summer. In a few months the trees, grass, and sidewalks would be covered by a think blanket of snow, and Sam's weekend strolls to this park would become significantly less frequent. Sam let out a deep breath as his dark brown eyes scanned...
In ancient Judea, the way to allow the land to regain its vigor was to let it lie fallow periodically. Doubtless there was a relationship between the religious day of rest and allowing fields to rest that was approved by our ancestors, and so the fields were rested every seventh year -- a sabbatical year. Similarly, several thousand years later, it was felt that the intellectual soil needed to rest from time to time, and so the sabbatical year for professors came about. A time for rest, for...
This is the final part of the story. Jenny, Charlotte, and Kelly, have all been disciplined by Mrs Denver. Three Mum’s who are spanked by the Headmistress who runs the Academy attended by their daughter’s. Each being given a Punishment Letter under the Parent Discipline Scheme. Each needing to ask for a spanking today or receive a double punishment tomorrow. This is the story of 39-year-old Kelly getting her second spanking. When Kelly parted company with Charlotte outside the Academy, she saw...
SpankingThis is the third story in the current series about Mrs Denver. She has disciplined three adults, as well as giving 42-year-old Jenny Howe her second punishment. Charlotte goes home so her Mum can discipline her again and sign her Punishment Letter. It doesn’t go as smoothly as Charlotte had hoped. 25 year old Charlotte Thomson and 39 year old Kelly Hall were both rubbing their bottoms as they walked away from the Academy, each with their Punishment Letter in their hand. Jenny stayed at the...
SpankingThis is a work of erotic fiction containing transsexual subject matter. If this material isn't your cup of tea, you would be ill-advised to continue. Feedback is welcome at [email protected] The Letter By Baby's Daddy I dropped my bag and was flipping through the mail, sorting the envelopes with half my attention as I headed into the kitchen. But when I reached the light green letter, I stopped. It was addressed to my roommate and best friend, Michael. And it would change...
It had started gently snowing about an hour ago and now, as I gazed out the bus window, it had turned into a near blizzard. Leaning my head against the window I began to reflect on the events that had brought me on this bus trip in early January. Eight weeks ago I looked at the blinking light of my telephone answering machine wondering who would be leaving me a message since I didn’t have much of a social life for past year while finishing my Ph.D. dissertation. Pushing play I was pleasantly...
The LetterThis seemed to be a typical Saturday, with Mr. Dawson mowing his lawn and the boys playing basketball in the driveway. I loved the way the sun warmed my face as I stepped beyond the shadows of the house. I thought how this was a perfect day to celebrate our fifteenth wedding anniversary. Well, it would have been except for the fact that Dave had been called away at the last minute to settle a labor problem in their east coast branch—something about a pending strike. It was unusual for...
Wife LoversNina was at least glad that the time to go home had come but knew she had one last difficult task to do. Having tidied up her desk, she stood up, making sure as she had always done since being spanked earlier that her dress did not ride up so far that her red legs would be easily seen by those behind her. She managed it, and then looked across at Miss Millie, took a deep breath, and, as her bottom was still stinging from the spanking, she walked over to her boss. Millie looked up as Nina stood...
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