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Fierce conflicts on the socio-political issue of abortion were a mainstay of American politics. It took the increasing influence of Japan and its differing cultural views on the matter of death to start a process, which would lead to the appearance of Deathgivers. Liberal circles began accepting the idea that living one’s life was not an obligation, under the influence of primarily Japanese culture. Debates brought on the issue of equalizing the stance on the death penalty, euthanasia and...
Stockholm Syndrome Part 1 Abducted. As I walked to my car in the parking garage next to my office in Downtown Boston, three well-dressed men walked up, and blocked my path; the one in the middle said, "Mr. Terence Morris?" I nodded in the affirmative. He replied, "Would you please come with us?" I said, "No I won't, I don't know who the hell are you? And why should I accompany you anywhere?" He replied, "Who we are is not important; our instructions are to bring you to a...
Stockholm Syndrome Part 3 My diligent internet research on Saggy's business empire finally bore some fruit as I found some discrepancies in some comments made at an earnings press conference for a company called Genometron that Saggy had just purchased a significant percentage of. The CEO was putting a much too favorable spin on a significant deterioration in their operating performance. There was nothing in all the details I had reviewed to support his conclusion, but I had to...
Duncan Macmillan had been in prison for 13 years and 2 months when he escaped in the chaos of the Great Pulse. Under the circumstances, he didn’t even bother to change out of his green jumpsuit. No one cared at the moment about the recapture of criminals, when the government at all levels had collapsed. He knew exactly how he would survive: home invasion. More intense than simple burglary, it would enable him to take over a household for a day or so, eating whatever food was available and...
Stockholm SyndromeThe bell at Jamestown High rang, announcing the end of the schoolday and, as most students were thankful for, the end of the week as well. Blaire, on the other hand, found herself walking out into the bright afternoon sun with a sense of dread. It was that same sense of dread that filled her each time she had to make her way home. The little redheaded freshman was never exactly a fan of going home. It wasn’t that she lived in an abusive home (though perhaps some...
Duncan Macmillan had been in prison for 13 years and 2 months when he escaped in the chaos of the Great Pulse. Under the circumstances, he didn't even bother to change out of his green jumpsuit. No one cared at the moment about the recapture of criminals, when the government at all levels had collapsed. He knew exactly how he would survive: home invasion. More intense than simple burglary, it would enable him to take over a household for a day or so, eating whatever food was available and...
The Labors of Remy BelleSunFor Heather95, I hope I do your characters justice (http://xhamster.com/user/heather95)Remy BellaSun: The protagonist of our story. Remy is a shy, petite trap girl who is sexually inexperienced but years to learn more. Currently attending college as an engineering major. Remy likes video games and role-playing. She also works part time as a sexy maid at a love motel. Remy is about 5’ 2’’, with long black hair, a slim, shaved body. A-cup breasts, a heart-shaped ass,...
INTRODUCTION:This is a detailed description of a scene from Remy Lacroix (Elegant Angel, 2012 – directed by Mason). For me, it is one of the great scenes I ahve witnessed in porn.The best performances in porn are those where there is true chemistry and passion between the participants. Passion trumps most things, even physical beauty. A beautiful woman who does not enjoy acting in porn is a hollow shell.Manuel Ferrara has an ability to connect with more of the women he fucks on screen than any...
Intorduction:This is a detailed description of a scene from Remy Lacroix (Elegant Angel, 2012 – directed by Mason). For me, it is one of the great scenes I ahve witnessed in porn. The best performances in porn are those where there is true chemistry and passion between the participants. Passion trumps most things, even physical beauty. A beautiful woman who does not enjoy acting in porn is a hollow shell.Manuel Ferrara has an ability to connect with more of the women he fucks on screen than any...
November/December, 1979, Hovås/Göteborg, Sweden On Monday when I showed up at the ice rink, I saw the regular hockey skaters, Åke, Per, and Johan, and greeted them as I usually did. Talking with them, I had discovered they all played for the same junior hockey team in Västra Frölunda and all hoped to play in the Elite Series. They skated each morning for about an hour before their regular practice started, which is when I had to leave the ice. Katrina and Mikael, the ice dancers, weren’t...
Zum Charakter: Dr. Remy Hadley ist eine Internistin, die im Team des ebenso genialen wie berüchtigten Dr.House am Princeton Plainsboro Lehrkrankenhaus in New Jersey arbeitet. Sie bekam ihren Job bei einer Art Ärzte-Casting, in dem sie die Bewerberin mit der Nr.13 war, weshalb sie von ihrem Chef und ihren Kollegen oftmals auch einfach mit "Dreizehn" angesprochen wird. Sie leidet unter der unheilbaren Krankheit Chorea Huntington, an der auch schon ihre Mutter verstarb, und hat eine absehbar...
It took me several hours of shopping before I took pity on the dwarfs and we finished the drive. The rented house was lovely, right on the beach with terrific views. I had my own suite of rooms including a small sitting room, bedroom and very luxurious bathroom. I freshened up and put on cardigan sweater and a khaki skirt, and came down to the main living room and said to the dwarfs "I know a great restaurant over in Perkin's Cove, who's up for seafood?" Nobody jumped at the chance,...
A weird little quickie. He watches me bathe every night. My alone-time is limited now ever since I cut myself badly with a razor. I hoped it would be enough to take me to the hospital, that he would freak out, but I was wrong. He stands against the counter with his arms crossed and his eyes hooded. The steam from the tub mists the bathroom and his black clothes are imposing in the fog. Someone else would assume he is aloof, disinterested. Maybe even bored. But I know he absorbs every move I...
Copyright © 2005 Jim Reader. All rights reserved. Today is my twentieth birthday. I've been her servant for almost two years now. I doubt she'll remember. Last year was celebrated with a well-deserved beating. God, I love her. When we first came here we were runaways who thought we knew it all. We knew she lived alone, was the heiress of a bakery fortune and that she lived alone and unguarded, close to the bad part of town. We never thought to ask why. So we pulled a home invasion,...
He assumed she was cheating. Jane and Remy, Chapter one. This is a story of a mistake, insane jealousy, divorce, and rebuilding a life. There is no sex in this chapter. They had been married for two years when this happened. I was meeting a client for lunch. We do his accounting. His name is Remy, but is known as Big Ray to everyone. He is a big man. He is a wheeler dealer. He will buy and resell anything for a profit, anything from cars to houses. He also has shares in his brother’s...
He assumed she was cheating. Jane and Remy, Chapter one. This is a story of a mistake, insane jealousy, divorce, and rebuilding a life. There is no sex in this chapter. They had been married for two years when this happened. I was meeting a client for lunch. We do his accounting. His name is Remy, but is known as Big Ray to everyone. He is a big man. He is a wheeler dealer. He will buy and resell anything for a profit, anything from cars to houses. He also has shares in his brother’s three...
Wife LoversMy name is Charlie. This is my second Reynes’ Syndrome story. Depending on how well this one does, I might write more. The first one did well. I hope this one does, also, because I like the premise, and the joy of writing them. The stories are based on a sci-fi story I read some years ago. I don’t remember the name or the author, or even where I read it. The story supposed a world where female children stopped aging at 10, ending the human race in a single generation. (For more info, read...
Dad is a businessman, we live in a big house, outside the city of Stockholm.1948 was just fresh the summer season, only 3 years after the world war 2 has ended up, still a bit confusing times, Dad used to speak a lot about politics and chances for the future of our family.My dad company is known for make telephones, a large Swedish company, based in Stockholm, and it was chances for business, Dad travels a lot and is out of home, almost all the time.Summer is the best time in Stockholm, because...
Arlanda Airport, Stockholm. You must walk for miles to reach any destination. It gets especially inconvenient when you finally find your bag among hundreds of similar ones. I've heard airports in London or NYC were even worse, but they are yet for me to discover. I've been to Arlanda for a few times already and always had problems. I wish my boyfriend was with me to help me out. Oh, well, I've just dumped him. I had my reasons to do so, and these reasons were strong enough to dump him two days...
NovelsAt that precise moment the lovely Swedish long haired blonde suddenly appeared, and without noticing him hurried up a side staircase to the floor above leaving him to his thoughts again. Evans, despite his years of training and the fact that for British national security and Special Operations Executive reasons, had been told to wait indefinitely as usual until someone would eventually contact him with further orders. Whilst waiting he'd idly thought back to his school days in...
HistoricalDaylight suddenly started to flood our suite on our second day in Stockholm and as I looked to my left Kay was still asleep and naked all bar her suspenders and tan nylons after our hot night with Damien, the scent of hot sex still filled the room and Kay’s pussy was still glistening in the light with pussy juice. Daylight suddenly started to flood our suite on our second day in Stockholm and as I looked to my left Kay was still asleep and naked all bar her suspenders and tan nylons after our...
WifeDaylight suddenly started to flood our suite on our second day in Stockholm and as I looked to my left Kay was still asleep and naked all bar her suspenders and tan nylons after our hot night with Damien, the scent of hot sex still filled the room and Kay’s pussy was still glistening in the light with pussy juice. Getting out of bed quietly for the bathroom I could not help but glance back at Kay and admire her beauty and sexuality just lying there having fulfilled one of my fantasies of seeing...
Daylight suddenly started to flood our suite on our second day in Stockholm and as I looked to my left Kay was still asleep and naked all bar her suspenders and tan nylons after our hot night with Damien, the scent of hot sex still filled the room and Kay’s pussy was still glistening in the light with pussy juice. Getting out of bed quietly for the bathroom I could not help but glance back at Kay and admire her beauty and sexuality just lying there having fulfilled one of my fantasies of seeing...
Stockholm revisitedA long work of both truth and fantasy for KayHaving got the green light on a renewal of a new contract it was time to get it signed off, this time it was decided that Kay would come with me for the trip so we could spend the weekend just chilling out away from home.Once in Stockholm we made our way to the hotel where I had used some of my rewards points to get a small suite, having been shown up to the suite I changed into my suit and told Kay I should only be about two or...
As some of you know "Stockholm Story" is half true and half fiction. I had great fun writing this chapter, because a lot of things mentioned here are based on experience, and even though they were confusing to me back then, now they just bring me a dirty smile.*****************Names of days changed but the quality of sex never. There must be something in seduction and climax similar to a drug. After a while, you can't do without. My eyes shone on every Azem's hint about the evening plans,...
NovelsThe story is set in Stockholm in 1940 when Sweden had declared itself neutral the year previously. Nevertheless tensions were high as the British German and Russians already had consulates there, so inevitably there was a considerable amount of spying. ______________________ Commander Richard Evans Special Operations Executive shivered as darkness began to fall, the temperature already well below freezing, yet still no sign of the beautiful long haired blonde Swedish waitress who...
HistoricalChapter 3 In the ensuing confusion and commotion no-one except for Katya saw Richard quickly leaving out of the staff entrance to a waiting car, that immediately disappeared into the swirling snowstorm. The girl still unconscious was quickly carried up to to Katya's room while someone fetched a doctor, whilst Katya herself went down to the bar again telling the manager all that had happened; also checking how the girl was until a doctor arrived and gave the still unconscious girl...
HistoricalThe Sampson Syndrome V Joining the Pink Collar Set The day sped by with no one questioning Johnny's appearance. Only Sandi, Mary and Charlotte knew his secret. Charlotte shocked him by praising his looks and how much everyone appreciated his sacrifices for the good of the business. He was startled by her kind words. Her greatest praise for him up to that point was that he didn't "screw things up as bad as most men". His hair continued to annoy him throughout the day. It seemed...
My name is Charlie. The following short story is based on a sci-fi story I read a few years ago. I don’t remember the name or the author. The author supposed a world where female children stopped aging at 10, effectively ending the human race in a single generation. The cause was a lab-created bacterium released throughout the world via aerosol sprayed from aircraft. The bad guys turned out to be idealistic fanatics. This was back in the 40’s, I think, before anyone ever heard of Islamic...
Late Bloomers Syndrome Dr. Liam Large New York, NY Abstract Frequency of Delayed Puberty commonly known as Late Bloomers Syndrome has been on the rise in recent decades. By examining the diets and day to day activities of the selected volunteers, we can better understand the dangers and possibly correct the imbalances that the population experiences that will lead to a more stabilized society. Introduction Delayed Puberty is simply defined as puberty that occurs outside of the age range between...
Change, Change, Change: See What's Become of Me Johnny awoke somewhat confused. The room seemed familiar but he couldn't place it right away. Sandi's voice could be heard and her words became clearer as his mind recovered from the anesthesia. "Welcome back, Sleepy Head," she said kissing him lightly on the forehead. "Mary should be here shortly to check on you but everything went as planned." A pain emanated from Johnny's midsection as he turned towards his wife. "Damn! I'm not...
Many people blamed the Solar Eclipse that happened in August 1999, while others blamed the strange Phenomenon as an act of God. Even the poor Russians and the Chinese didn't escape blame. The first documented case of this Phenomenon did not occur until 13 years later, October 2012 when a young boy aged just 12 years old was brought to the Accident and Emergency department of a UK hospital experiencing severe pain in his stomach area and for the previous few days he was passing blood in...
Arlanda Airport, Stockholm. You must walk for miles to reach any destination. It gets especially inconvenient when you finally find your bag among hundreds of similar ones. I’ve heard airports in London or NYC were even worse, but they are yet for me to discover. I’ve been to Arlanda for a few times already and always had problems. I wish my boyfriend was with me to help me out. Oh, well, I’ve just dumped him. I had my reasons to do so, and these reasons were strong enough to dump him two days...
Azem was to pick me up from the tennis hall later in the evening. His car stopped just in front of me with squeaking tires. I bumped inside and threw myself at the sexy driver. I licked his chin up to his mouth and smacked his nose. He embraced me to feel my heart’s throb. Not sure if the situation between me and him was exactly what the scientists call a ‘Stockholm Syndrome’, but the fact is, I missed him a lot for these few hours. ‘It feels weird in this car without the handcuffs on,’ I...
As some of you know ‘Stockholm Story’ is half true and half fiction. I had great fun writing this chapter, because a lot of things mentioned here are based on experience, and even though they were confusing to me back then, now they just bring me a dirty smile. ******************* Names of days changed but the quality of sex never. There must be something in seduction and climax similar to a drug. After a while, you can’t do without. My eyes shone on every Azem’s hint about the evening plans,...
A long work of both truth and fantasy for KayHaving got the green light on a renewal of a new contract it was time to get it signed off, this time it was decided that Kay would come with me for the trip so we could spend the weekend just chilling out away from home.Once in Stockholm we made our way to the hotel where I had used some of my rewards points to get a small suite, having been shown up to the suite I changed into my suit and told Kay I should only be about two or three hours . Kay...
Azem was to pick me up from the tennis hall later in the evening. His car stopped just in front of me with squeaking tires. I bumped inside and threw myself at the sexy driver. I licked his chin up to his mouth and smacked his nose. He embraced me to feel my heart's throb. Not sure if the situation between me and him was exactly what the scientists call a "Stockholm Syndrome", but the fact is, I missed him a lot for these few hours."It feels weird in this car without the handcuffs on," I...
NovelsBig beautiful woman, living it large Shaking that ass, keeping you in charge Pulling the men, whenever you feel The need to pose, just keeping it real (Chorus) Big Mama, Big lass Big-wig, Big ass Big bang, big head Big talk, big bed. BBW (B. Lake) 2012 ZERO HOUR +21 The police car blipped its siren, and I reluctantly pulled over to the side of the road. It was an unfortunate end to what had been a mostly pleasant evening, a somewhat nervous night and a lovely, sunny morning. When...
Where was your heart then, My love, my soul, my one desire? Where is your heart now Still hidden away, locked and secure? Where will your heart be tomorrow? Don’t abandon it, mine is there too. Loving on Annie-May (B. Lake) 2019 ZERO HOUR +68 I awoke in Pong, an old arcade game, the soft electronic noise of the ball striking the bat regular and steady in the darkness behind my closed eyes. The pain from my arm had muted to a dull ache, and the hammer pounding my brain had been switched...
Kay faced away from me and handed me the shower gel, placing a large amount of gel in my hands I started to soap Kay’s back working from the top downwards to her butt. Kay sighed slightly when she turned to face me and told me to soap her breasts, as I started to work on her breasts Kay’s left hand suddenly wrapped around my cock while her right hand was working her own pussy. Kay removed her hand from between her legs and started to rub the head of my cock up and down her soapy slit, come on...
Wife"a bully took my backpack" he said through his tears. I smiled secretly I had faced a similar problem when I was his age. "Well I don't see why would do that" I told him. "You seem to be a very nice kid" he looked up. I smiled at him. He smiled back. I held out my hand to help him up. He took it, his soft skin felt amazing. I pulled him up. "What's your name?" I asked him. He hastily wiped away his tears "Cedric" he told me I let go of his hand "Well Cedric" I said still...
His name was Cedric, he was thirteen had tan skin, dark brown wavy hair, and eyes as blue as the ocean, he had a girlish figure, and a soft voice, Cedric was always trusting, especially of me, I was like an older brother to him, I'm sorry I've gotten ahead of myself. My name is Yan, I am a German American with Blonde hair, eyes the color of Cyan, and a slightly muscular body, strong from years of track, now where was I? Oh yes. Cedric was always trusting of me; he looked up to me like...
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Author's notes: I've watched the evolution of MAU with mixed emotions. On the one hand, it's been quite popular for authors, which is rewarding to watch. On the other, well, one thing I really didn't want to create was a universe based on fantasy, and I hoped the rules would help contain that. Unfortunately, my fears have been realized as stories have strayed into the fantastic and beyond. I could be like Bill with SRU and consider anything not by me to be non-canon. I could close...
Remy's Story by Marci Manseau Chapter One - In the Beginning How can I describe my situation for you without sounding like a total wimp, a complete failure as a man or a freak of nature? I suspect there's no easy way to do it; no other method than to relate the simple facts, so sit back and be prepared. Here's my story. At the inception of this story, I'm a man, twenty-eight years of age and extraordinarily average in just about every aspect. I weigh in at one-hundred and...
I stared blankly at cedric’s smiling face. He looked so cute half asleep, I couldn’t help myself the full moon was still in the morning sky… I kissed him, our tongues dancing inside each others mouths. It was turning me on so much, through sheer force of will I stopped kissing him and managed to choke out. “so… uh… how’d you sleep?” I asked him fearfully. “I slept great” he said. “uh Cedric, listen…” I began but what he said totally blew my mind (and made me horny automatically)...
Helen got home and ran up the drive way excited, to see her parents. Her father sat in his chair pipe in hand and cloth cap looking grimly at her with a large black pudding in his hands, “Eee by Gum a what news have you today?” he said in the least convincing Lancashire accent since Wallace and Gromit got lost there and tried not to stand out.“Oh dad stop trying to be Northern” Helen said “What but our roots are ‘up north we have worked for generations as …”“As chartered accountants, face it we...
Usual disclaimers apply: Characters property of DC Comics Inc, don't read this unless you're a consenting adult, etc., etc. If you read on you're accepting you know the drill. Acquired Asylum Syndrome By S18 PART 1 Their names were Raynor and Potkin, but that was barely relevant. The pertinent details - both over six foot, each weighing in at between two-twenty and two-forty pounds and sharing an IQ that didn't have pretensions to three digits - told Batgirl that she...
Disclaimer- I don't own Hellsing or any of the characters from it. Warnings - AU, graphic ftm themes, spoilers for the manga. The Janus Syndrome By A Guy Named Goo Beta'd by Thess London had become so unrecognizable and alien to Seras in past few months that she actually welcomed the chilly rain that decided to fall as she ran. Her feet splashing in the growing puddles on the cracked sidewalks and conspicuously empty roads, the spray in her face that should have been...
Healing With Heels Sandi had remembered the specialist's remark regarding her husband. "She should wear high heals for a couple of months to promote healing." Sandi was determined to follow the doctor's advice to the letter. That afternoon she entered Johnny's room carrying a shoe box. "How's my baby?" she opened as usual. "Are you ready to come home and share a bed with me?" "More than ready! I see Mary told you about the shoes." He nodded towards the box. "Isn't it lucky we...
Sampson Syndrome IV Following Doctor's Orders He had to be careful not to snag the delicate fabric on his rough skin. Just as Sandi had figured, he walked very easily in both heels. Johnny admitted that having gotten used to wearing one heel and the cast had prepared him for this moment. Sandi spotted a nail salon as she was leaving the office building. She suggested that they stop there and have a pedicure. Johnny immediately balked at the suggestion. "We can wait until we...
Hey, whoever's reading this. I'm not much of a story-teller, but I have got a story to tell. First off, my name's Jane. It used to be Joe, then it was Jo for a little while, and that's pretty much what this is all about. I was a pretty depressed little boy. My parents watched sports and my brother played them. At school, all the boys wanted to be professional athletes and all the girls wanted to be performers or didn't have the self-awareness to consider the future at all. All but...
"What the hell is Vargas' Syndrome? Is that one of those new psychiatric disorders where the guy can claim he's the victim of a mental disease and try to walk free? I hate those bastards." "Well, no. It's not a recognized description of a disease at all. The term is being used informally to describe people who are obsessed with impregnating women. There's a writer on various web sites that cater to readers of sexually oriented fiction who goes by the name of Homer Vargas. I'm not sure...
The next morning, Madame X woke up Katie as she entered the room. “Good morning, honey,” the woman whispered in her ear before kissing her on the cheek. The captive smiled. “Good morning, Mistress.” The dominatrix knew this would be their last day together, and she wanted it to be special. She pulled off the covers and climbed on top of her, slipping her soft, wet tongue between the girl’s lips and feeling the submissive gently massaging the woman’s tongue with hers. Madame X...
The next morning, Madame X opened up the cell door and set Katie’s breakfast down on the dresser. The girl was so tired that she didn’t even wake up when her mistress walked in, so the woman sat down on the bed and kissed her slave on the forehead to awaken her. The captive opened her eyes and smiled up at the woman she had come to lust after. “Good morning, sweetie,” the dominatrix said. “Did you sleep well?” “Good morning, Mistress. Yes, I slept very well. Thank you, Mistress.” “Me...
Madame X woke up the next morning and looked at her slave on the monitor. She was tired of waiting for Katie to submit. She wanted her now! She lusted after the girl with a passion that she had never felt before, and she was sick of playing games. She was determined to break her captive today. There was something that she had hidden away that she knew would do it, but she really didn’t want to use it. The dominatrix exhaled deeply and grudgingly took it out of the closet. She felt that she...
Madame X awoke the next morning, eager to go play with her new slave. She looked into the surveillance monitors from Katie’s room and smiled as the girl stood there helplessly. The dominatrix already had the cameras from filming porn, and she thought it would be a good idea to install them so that she could keep an eye on her hostage while she wasn’t around. “Good morning, Katie,” Madame X said as she walked into the cell. “Did you get any sleep last night?” The captive shook her...
About three years ago, Madame X started filming pornography in her basement. She would typically bring in a girl, tie her up, whip her, strangle her, fuck her, and do whatever else she pleased. Madame X quickly developed a good reputation in the adult film industry for shooting very realistic BDSM material. Torturing the girls turned her on so much, but she always wondered what it would be like to really do the things she did to the models. The thought sent warm shivers through her body...