The Demons Harem Maras Story
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Mara woke to the sound of rattling chains. She had been taken down duning the night and placed in a small wire cage in the corner of the room. Her holes were still plugged, the leather strap holding them in was painfully wound around her hips and legs. She was lying on her side, her belly protruding out in front of her. She tried to move to sit up but her muscles were so weak from being suspended and the weight of her stomach was unfamiliar to her. One of the threshers walked up to her cage,...
Introduction: Comments please! Should I continue? The group of threshers came at her, all claws and mouths, covering her body. They grabbed at her breasts and rubbed their chubby hands across her tightly bowed belly. They went at this for a few long minuets before they could control themselves no longer and began shoving their fat fingers in her sloppy cunt and even in her little virgin asshole. She was rocking back and forth, cum oozing out of her pussy and dripping onto the floor. The...
I hurried through platform no 7 of Howrah Station as there were just 20 minutes left before the Madras Mail left. I located my first class compartment lugged my suitcase into the cabin and heaved a sigh of relief. I saw through the window an elderly couple and a stunning looking lady quarreling with the porter who left their luggage on the platform but wouldn’t move it inside.The lady in her late 20’s was truly stunning. She was above average height, very fair complexion, dark- eyed, straight...
I took a long sip of my dirty martini and leaned into the bar, staring resentfully down towards the end of it. My boyfriend of three years, Ryan, was still engaged in conversation, feeding his ego with clever banter. I noticed the familiar animated expressions, grand gestures, and overly enthused laughter that captivated the small crowd of people he was talking to. I sighed heavily, and settled back onto my bar stool and played with the spear of olives in my drink. It was New Year’s Eve, but...
HardcoreI’m not a big fan of weddings, probably because my own failed so miserably, but it’s such a needless expense. You would be hard pressed to find a couple who, 3-5 years post nuptial, couldn’t use the money in a better way. But that being said, the custom will never change and girls from 6 to 60 dream of the day they walk down the aisle with Prince Charming waiting at the foot of the altar with all their family and friends as witnesses. I married my High School sweetheart, a relationship, we...
I began my love of Fictionmania in the early part of the year 1998. The internet was just a baby back then, yes it was a long time ago! I am grateful for the dedicated volunteers who have kept this site alive. There was a period of time many years ago, I can't recall the year, the server crashed and we went for months without this site. Then like magic it returned and it has been here since! If I had one wish for myself, it would be this. Be reborn a female, grow up to get married to a...
I hope my story will be enjoyed by the faithful readership at Fiction Mania. The genesis of this story was from many of the wedding fantasies I have thought about, some stories and captions I have read over the years. This story came to me after reading a wedding vignette from Amanda's Reading Room titled The Wedding Prank from 2018. It involves an every day guy, getting manipulated into a wedding gown unknown to him as a part of a April Fool's joke played on him by his fianc?. Of c...
Authors Note: I realise that it has been quite a while since the last story and I apologise for that, but my writing is very sporadic due to the way that life always has a way of getting in the way. As with all my stories, the initial concept comes quite naturally, the challenge is always bringing the story to a satisfactory conclusion. This is the 4th story I have published, but for every published story I think there are at least 3 or 4 unfinished stories left on the pad. This...
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