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A Stalker Vs Serial Killers: Dawn Breakers
Chapter 3
Part 3
Reconnection.
~Lily~
It took some fast talking for Rachel to convince Lily to come home with Teddy. The girl refused to be under the same roof as the man who had insulted the man her hero. That was something that her mother may be able to accept, but Lily blatantly refused to even consider the possibility.
It wasn’t until her mother agreed that she would ask Matt to apologize that Lily agreed to return home. When they walked through the door to the living room Lily walked in with her head held high. A SCPD shirt cut into a half top and jeans covered her. The metal dog tags sat on her chest on the outside of the shirt on proud display.
When Matt refused to apologize Lily only smirked. Her mom argued to try and keep her promise but Lily knew the man wouldn’t do it. He had shown his true colors and things would only get worse from here. As far as Lily was concerned she wore this necklace as a badge of honor and a notice to him. She would protect her little brother as her daddy had protected her.
Lily took Teddy upstairs and put him back into bed. It was far past his bedtime by the time they got home. She tucked him in with the small brown bear that had been her silent guardian for six years and kissed the crown of his forehead. She came down the stairs and paused at the last step listening to her mom.
‘What do you mean you have to leave?’ Rachel demanded. ‘She just got here. You two need to talk Matt. Make this right.’
‘I can’t help that work called Rachel.’ Matt said forcefully. ‘There is a special ViP client coming in from Nevada in less then an hour. It’s my job to give him instruction.’
‘And you couldn’t tell them to send another person from HR?’ Rachel demanded.
She could hear the octave in her mothers voice begin to go up. She bounced down the rest of the stairs coming to a stop between where they stood and looked between them both.
‘I could always go with.’ Lily asked.
‘No.’ Matt snapped immediately.
‘Don’t yell at her!’ Rachel snapped and turned to look at her daughter. ‘Of course you can go. You two need to spend some time together anyway.’
Matt growled and stormed from the house grumbling to himself with Lily hot on his heels. He climbed into the drivers set of the ten year old BMW and she did the same in the passenger seat. He took a moment to send a quick text message before starting off.
‘You can’t tell your mother about anything you see.’
‘What exactly am I gonna see?’ Lily asked with an arched brow.
‘Something personal.’ Matt answered. ‘Something she’ll learn about eventually.’
The pair drove through the city in silence until Lily looked over. Her finger twirling through the metal chain around her neck.
‘Why do you want to be better then daddy?’ She asked. ‘Why can’t you just be you?’
‘You would never understand Lil.’ Matt answered sourly. ‘To always be second to someone. You’ll understand someday when you get older.’
They pulled into a parking garage in south Elk Grove and parked on the second to top level. As soon as the car was parked he threw the door open.
‘Stay here.’ He ordered Lily.
He climbed from the car and crossed the garage to a couple standing next to a shining new Mercedes. Lily looked around the garage and saw they were alone with the exception of a man sitting on the hood of a beat up car on the other end of the level.
She watched as Matt and the couple talked and Matt pulled a small bag from his back pocket and handed it to the couple with a smile. The woman handed him a small bag in return and he walked back to the car with a huge grin on his face.
As he slid back into the drivers seat an old pick up truck pulled into the level and parked next to the beat up car. Lily watched as a blonde girl got out of the passenger seat. Then as a massive man rose from the drivers seat. He was taller then Matt by a head and shoulders and thick as a line backer wearing only a pair of blue jeans a loose t-shirt that hugged his shoulders and muscular arms.
Something began to pull at Lily as she stared at the man. His long golden brown hair hanging over his bearded face. She knew him. How?
The man sitting on the car, who was only a few years older then her and dressed like a punk rocker. He pulled a picture from his jacket and handed it to the man with the long hair. The bearded man’s head shot up after seeing the picture and without warning he attacked.
~ Jacob ~
The old truck roared down Highway 50 heading west through Nevada. Jacob sat in the drivers seat his hands clinched to the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white. Miranda saw immediately how tense he was and eased over on the seat and slid her hand over his crotch. She felt the monster twitch and smiled.
‘My Stud needs me.’ She purred.
‘Keep your fucking hands to yourself!’ Jacob snapped.
Miranda jumped back in shock and stared at him wide eyed.
‘You don’t want to give me your seed?’ she whispered in shock. ‘Have I not been a good bitch for you?’
‘Your not a bitch!’ Jacob shouted and yanked the wheel to the side.
The truck roar off the road and into the desert. When they left the view of the highway he threw the door open and marched around the truck. She shivers of fear rippled through her as he threw the door open and yanked her out by the arm. She fell immediately to her knees and looked up. The terror was evident on her face and in her eyes.
‘Please don’t hurt me Stud.’ She pleaded. ‘I promise whatever I did that didn’t please you I will work on as hard as I can!’
‘You are no one’s bitch!’ He bellowed. ‘Can you get it through your god damn thick stupid cow head?!’
Breathe. Jacob breathe. Your scaring her, Rachel’s voice whispered in his mind. He took a deep shuttering calming breath and looked down at her.
‘You aren’t my property Miranda.’ He whispered and stroked her hair softly. ‘You are worth so much more.’
‘More?’ She whispered confused. ‘Your mate?’
‘No!’ He barked and she jumped again. ‘I don’t want you!’
‘….Then why did you fuck me?’ She asked. ‘Why did you take fruit from the tree if you didn’t want a bitch?’
‘I didn’t take any god damn fucking fruit!’ He screamed. ‘I fucked a beautiful young woman not a god damn pear!’
‘I don’t understand.’ Miranda whispered but he saw something in her eyes. A burning hope was in her eyes. ‘Do you not wish to paint?’
‘NO!’ He screamed. ‘I never did!’
‘You cannot fool me Stud.’ She whispered but bit her lip. ‘I know this is a test. Elder sent me with you to test me. Make sure I had no more doubts of my place. I am your bitch. Do with me as you wish.’
His own lip pulled between his teeth as he stared down at her. Her grand father had hurt her to teach her her place. If he had thought that necessary it told him she once had doubts. She wanted out. Was this a test?
He pulled her up by the hair and shoved her back into the truck. He stared at her wide surprised eyes for a moment then slammed the door. After he climbed back in he swung the truck around and got back on the highway.
For a time they drove in silence. She was chewing her lip and chancing glances every now and then over at him but he kept his eyes on the road. When he finally did speak he never looked at her.
‘What doubts did you used to have?’
‘None stud.’ She said quickly. ‘My only purpose in life is to take your seed.’
‘Miranda I command you to tell me the truth!’
She looked down at her hands and then up at his face. He never looked at her but she could see the lines of the displeasure on his face and swallowed down a lump in her throat.
‘I never minded the sex. Especially with you….’ She blushed deep and looked down again. ‘but the beatings. W
hen they would use my ass it hurt….so badly. I never wanted to be a slave.’
She looked up quick at him and added.
‘But it’s not so bad with you Chase. You aren’t cruel with me. There is very little pain with you.’
‘Well that’s something.’ He said sourly.
Again she slid over on the seat. As she did the sun dress rose up to her upper thighs. She took his right hand off the wheel and placed it on her thigh. She felt his arms tighten but slid his fingers between her thighs so he could feel the heat emanating from her covered pussy.
‘Miranda stop.’ He whispered but didn’t yank his hand away.
‘Please Chase?’ she whispered and eased his hand further toward the heat. ‘No one has ever touched me….gently. Please just once?’
He looked over at her and saw the fear in her eyes. Saw the vulnerability in them. Then he thought about Rachel. Thrown away at eighteen by someone who claimed to love her. What if this had been Rachel? Didn’t he owe it to her as a man, a true gentlemen, to show her that not all men would hurt her?
His fingertips curled and caressed the inside of her thigh. She let out a tiny moan when she felt him caress her thigh. His fingertips were feather light caressing the smooth silk skin of her inner thigh. Every now and then his thumb shifted and ran across the mound hidden by her panties. When it did she shivered and moaned a low sensual moan under her breath.
‘This is what it’s like with a gentle stud.’ She whispered in happiness. ‘It feels good….’
When he withdrew his hand from beneath her dress and she looked over sharply at him. He never looked over as he returned his hand to the wheel.
‘I have something I need to focus on Miranda.’ He told her seriously. ‘When we get where we are going and stop for the night…..I’ll show you what being gentle is like.’
‘Promise?!’ She squealed happily.
He said nothing. He just drove into the night. As the minutes turned into hours she fell asleep with her head on his shoulder. Curled up in a tiny ball. He lifted his arm and Miranda slid in closer her hand lying on his stomach with a happy sigh.
Seven years away had changed so much. He still found it hard to find the words. To not say things without thinking but he was no longer obsessed, though then again seven years of being a demented pervert that made him hate himself. He doubted he would have done this for anyone but Rachel. For anyone else he would not have had the strength.
He knew from Carl that she was seeing someone now. Happy in a relationship but he had tried to keep himself true to her. Though as he drove closer and closer to her he wondered why. Why he put himself through this. He should just save her, destroy the Dawn Breakers and leave. Go to Florida like he planned.
Lost in his thoughts of all the time that had passed he felt her hand slid down again and run over his lap. His gaze shot down to her and found her sound asleep. He groaned with a desperate need as he felt his cock growing beneath her hand. Her hand added more pressure and stroked up and down his growing length. The harder he got the more she began to moan in her sleep.
Her fingertips worked on the zipper and he knew instantly she was awake. Before he could speak or stop her she lowered her head and engulfed his growing cock into her warm wet mouth. She moaned lewdy around his girth and began to bob up and down. The suction sounds filling the truck.
When he put his hand on her head she whimpered and looked up afraid. Her eyes betraying the fear she’d be hurt for disobeying him but he just stroked her hair gently. Her eyes widened and she began to bob again staring up at him searchingly.
‘Go ahead and suck Miranda.’ He groaned.
With a pop his cock came free and she began to stroke it fast.
‘Does my stud need to cum in his bitch?’ She whispered excitedly.
‘No dammit.’ He snarled. ‘If you want to swallow me, do so. I want nothing.’
Her expression took on a confused look but she shrugged and dove back down. Her mouth working expertly. She drove him down into her throat without so much as a gag. She bobbed up and down going from the tip to the base swallowing every inch he had without problem. She was obviously well practiced.
She shifted to lie on her stomach with her head bobbing in his lap. His hand slid from her hair down to her ass and pulled the sun dress up. The panties she wore were purple and cut so the cheeks of her slender ass were hugged tight. He slid his hand between her thighs and began to rub through her panties. She moaned loud and actually choked from the shock. She spread her legs none the less to give him full access. His fingers drove into her loose opening and tease her the little nub that was her clit.
Around the time he felt his shaft begin to swell he felt her whole body begin to shake from orgasm and then exploded deep in her throat. She swallowed it and then proceeded to clean his entire cock with her tongue before pulling her dress back around her hips and sitting up staring out the window.
He returned his cock to his jeans and shook his head. She had done it simply because she felt it was her job. He could tell she felt dirty now. Used. That made him feel dirty. Soon this would be over. One way or another he left the Dawn Breakers tonight.
They drove through the early morning sun and afternoon into early evening stopping only long enough to refill the truck and get something to eat. A nearly twelve hour trip into the Sacramento city limits. Though he didn’t get off the freeway there. He followed it south to Elk Grove and got off there. They pulled into a small parking garage and parked next to a old beat up rusted out car with the driver sitting on the hood.
In the garage was a BMW parked with the lights on a little blonde girl sitting in the passenger seat. A man almost his age was talking to a couple and exchanging bags. His military and police training told him this was a drug deal, but it was none of his business.
‘Brother Peris? Jacob asked cautiously.
The man on the car was younger then he was. He wore a leather punk jacket with graffiti all over it and jeans with holes everywhere. His hair was short and spiked with blood red tips dyed into his hair.Truth be told Jacob thought the kid looked more homeless then fashionable.Miranda grinned at the man and licked her lips. This was her type of man. He looked over at Miranda and grinned.
‘Your bitch brother?’ He asked quietly.
‘That’s right.’ Jacob said challengingly.
It got the desired result. The man looked away. He never looked back at Miranda. As the BMW was beginning to come around Peris pulled a picture from his jacket.
‘This is where your sabbatical will start Brother Anderson. The bitch who killed Master Haley.’
Jacob took the picture and looked down into the beaming face of Rachel Peirson. The warning bells screamed as his head shot up. He didn’t think, just shot his arm out. His right caught the young man in the jaw, then a left in the stomach and finally a second right cross across the face sending him unconscious to the ground.
Miranda screamed in horror as the man collapsed to the ground at Jacob’s feet. He twitched and convulsed as Jacob stood above him breathing hard through his nose. The picture of Rachel held tightly in his fist.
The BMW’s driver immediately tried to speed away to safety then next the tires screeched to a stop. Jacob’s gaze shot over to see the blonde girl slapping and punching the driver. She was screaming at him and fighting to get the door open. When she finally got it open she jumped out and spun around her wide eyes on the pair standing beside the beat up car.
‘JAKE!’ The blonde girl screamed.
He could see the pictures. Shots taken with Carl on his visits or taken from various social media outlets. Jacob had watched the girl grow from afar and now she stood ten feet from him.
‘Lily..
.’ Jacob whispered in shock.
Lily took off at a dead sprint, his dog tags bouncing on her chest and threw herself into the arms of the man she considered her father. She hit him full speed and his arms wrapped around her tight.
‘Daddy.’ She whispered and held him tight. ‘I’ve missed you so much.’
The next thing he knew a hand was shoving his arm. He released Lily and turned to find Miranda looking from him to Peris and back. She was more then a little confused and it was turning fast into rage.
‘What the hell just happened?!’ She screamed. ‘And why is she calling you Jake Chase?!’
‘Because that’s my name.’ He told her. His cover was blown and he knew it. ‘Jacob Lawrence.’
‘The cop that killed….’ Miranda whispered stepping back away. ‘You killed Master Haley!’
‘And you don’t belong with them!’ He shouted. ‘You have to make a choice Miranda. Be a bitch forever or come with me now. I can protect you.’
‘No one can protect me!’ Miranda screamed hysterically taking a handful of her hair in her hands. ‘I took the seed of the destroyer. They will murder me to ensure I don’t breed.’
‘If anyone can protect you…..’ Lily said firmly. ‘It’s Jacob.’
‘Decide!’ Jacob hissed. ‘We have to go. It’s only a matter of time before someone comes looking for Peris.’
Miranda looked around frantic and then nodded weeping. They all turned as one and found Matt standing behind them slack jawed.
‘Y…our….your….’ Matt stuttered.
‘My daddy!’ Lily said with a grin. ‘And we need to get home now!’
‘No questions, just go!’ Jacob ordered. ‘Rachel’s in danger.’
~Rachel~
When Matt and Lily left together she had no idea that in a matter of hours her entire life would be turned upside down again. She got a cold beer from the fridge and sat down on the couch to watch something on television. About the time the television turned on she realized that she really should call Carl and apologize.
She picked the phone up and got only dead silence. She hit the power button again and still silence. After fishing her cell phone from her pocket she looked down and found no bars. They always got at leas three in the house at all times.
As the sinking feeling began in the pit of her stomach the doorbell rang. She crept toward it only for it to open on it’s own and two men stepped inside closing it behind them. As she turned she found a woman standing in the kitchen having come in the back door.
‘What do you want?’ She demanded. ‘I don’t have any money.’
‘We don’t want your money.’ The woman said happily. ‘Do you remember Ryan Haley?’
The woman never even got his last name out before Rachel turned and sprinted for the stairs. She made it to the first step when arms grabbed her from behind and yanked her around. When the other man reared back to hit her the woman stopped him.
‘No!’ She commanded. ‘It’s Chase’s sabbatical. Painting her is Chase’s right!’
The woman then turned and returned to the kitchen. Rachel watched as she blew the pilot light out and began to turn the stove burners on one by one. She heard the hiss of the gas and the woman smiled.
‘For when Chase finishes. To get rid of any evidence.’
The headlights of a car pulled into the driveway. Seconds later the door bursts open and a little blonde girl stood in the doorway.
‘Mom!’ she began but when she saw the three people, one of them holding her mom she turned and bolted out the door. ‘JACOB!’
The man turned and immediately gave chase. He disappeared through the door and no sooner had he vanished then a loud crack was heard. The sound of a single gunshot echoing through the stillness of the night.
Part 4
Agony and Temptation
~ Jacob ~
The woman stepped forward to investigate cautiously until Jacob stepped through the door. Then she grinned.
‘Bout time Chase.’
Rachel stood in blank shock staring into the face of the man she had loved with all her heart. The man who hasn’t asked for her heart, he had taken it by force. The man she had mourned for seven long lonely years.
‘Give her to me. We need to do this fast.’ Jacob ordered.
The man shoved Rachel forward and she collapsed into Jacob’s chest looking up in shock. The tears running down her face they mistook for fear. Jacob grabbed her roughly and held her tight against him with one arm. He kept the other behind his back. He looked up then and smirked.
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I awoke in the desert at least I believed it to be the desert. I looked around the barren landscape before me as I stood up from where I had awakened. I stood there looking around at this strange place wondering where I was. The air was foul with the smell of death all around me. The ground around me had a reddish cast to it almost as if soaked in blood. No plants or trees stood anywhere. There were only small clumps of dirt piled up maybe three feet high. They looked like mini volcanoes...
I sat on the couch, frustrated as hell. Finals were coming soon, and my head was spinning nonstop. An outlet for me needed to be found. One where drama wouldn't come with it. I sat there as a clueless twenty-three-year-old brunette, just hoping that things would become better. Little did I know, that the solution was walking through the door. My twenty-four-year-old roommate, standing at five foot ten, with her long blonde hair, and c-cup breasts, saw me, and knew what I was thinking. “You'll...
Straight SexThe Craigslist Killer © 2014 by Nom de Plume I think I'm in the clear for now. The police have come and gone, and the hotel staff has cleared the hallway outside my room. If I could, I'd try to get some sleep, but after what I've just been through, that would be difficult. So I'll try to write down exactly what happened this week, while it's fresh in my mind, in case my lawyer needs it in the morning. One thing's for sure: I will never, ever dress up as a woman again. Who...
I watched her from the shadows, unseen, unnoticed. She has grown up in the four years since we first met. Then she was a skinny twelve year old with braces, now a beautiful young adult. Four years ago I was homeless, sleeping on park benches and begging for handouts. Unless you have been homeless yourself you have no idea how demoralizing it is. Dirty and hungry all the time, people either ignore you or are openly hostile. You become a non-entity, at the time when you are most in need of a...
I shivered in the cold as I pushed my way through the thick underbrush toward the outskirts of my small town. The tangled trees that surrounded me blocked my path time and time again, and I had to struggle around them, making my own path that only lasted a moment before the forest overtook it once more. I pulled my cloak tighter around my small frame and I blew on my hands to warm them up before I continued. I scanned the small clearing in front of me in fear. I had been taught to fear the...
‘Dang it!’ I said as I looked through he archives. I couldn’t find a file on the strange elf that saved me. I had been looking all day for anything on him. The bright sun overhead shone down through the branches of the tree, casting odd shadows across the floor with bright spots of light throughout. I’ve searched through the archives for any male elf from the age 265 through 365. There was no way he could have been and older or younger than that. I was almost 300, Will was almost 301, and the...
The rain is pouring down. It clatters against the hood of your car and even though your wipers are on you can barely see out of your windshield. In the distance you can hear the occasional bolt of thunder and every now and then another car driving past. On the seat next to you there's a black duffel bag containing everything you need. In the bag there's a pair of black gloves, a bottle of chloroform, a length of rope together with some handcuffs and an unloaded gun. When you look at it you...
From many small countries grew larger ones until each held one of the eight continents. There were still wars but they grew more contained. After another millennium two governments merged into one. Within a century there were only three left and they were monarchies. It took three decades of arranged marriages to create the single empire. I came into my power at the age of three. From there I had several masters begin to teach me. Not just all the languages but about nature or the elements. I...
Turning around a lot of thoughts ran through my head but the important one was HOLY SHIT I AM A GIRL But hold on I should back up a moment.... So my name is Max, my girlfriend is Eva, and my best friends name is Eli. Last week I was hanging out in my dorm with Eli my dorm when I learned he was still a virgin. So I did the normal guy thing and made fun of him mercilessly. I went on and on, later Eva who was close friends with Eli confronted me about it and we had a huge fight said I was being an...
TranssexualMy Maid Lupe Lupe, Lady Killer. TG adult fiction by talltglover. If you are offended by men or women having sex with transgenders or hermaphrodites, or live in an area where such activity is illegal, or are too young to be reading adult erotica, please do not continue. ********** Christmas 2011 ********* Tom: George, I feel GREAT! George: You look great too. No more hunched over, beaten look. Tom: (laughs) Ya, I felt that way a long time being married to...
This story is entirely fictional and has been written purely for fantasy with all characters being 18+.The Last Killer Chapter 1 - the first blood I am, to the best of my knowledge, the one and only of my kind in the world. I do not mean I am an alien or some strange being of science fiction or supernatural origins. I believe I am human but I believe something in the past has made this world either completely oblivious to my machinations or completely complicit in them. After my...
Bull the demon killer by stHell66 (hero,comixs,d/s,w/s,humilation,rough) Bull-half demon,half beast, hero of El Diablo, looks like a 8ft red demon with two horns and huge bat wings. A greek warrior hermit covers his face and his redish long beard braided down his muscular chest. His body shows the scars of past battles, covered by his huge black leather cloak. He is the cities greatest hero battling ghouls, demons,vampires, werewolves,etc and usally for a price. His powers are...
At a little after nine, the man Chaisey was waiting for walked into the Pearl Lounge on the twentieth floor of the Intercontinental Hotel, and took a seat at the long, gleaming bar. Sometimes it took a little while before she was sure of her man, but not this time. His beautifully cut gray suit and stylishly long hair set him apart from the rest of the casually dressed patrons. Chaisey had been sitting in a booth by the window for two hours, fighting nerves and boredom as she nursed a...
Janie and Marge McLane were standing on the porch, waving as Hoyt and the two Moore sisters rode up to the house and stopped. The girls still wore the ragged and torn buckskin shirts Hoyt had given them back in Canyon De Chelley. They bounded to the ground, unashamed of the fact their naked butts were exposed. Marge McLane smiled as she reached out to the sisters. “Hoyt, have you brought more women home with you?” “Mrs. Marge, this is Elvie and Elsie Moore. Their parents were killed by the...
The next week went by quickly. The shuttle made nightly flights to the ship, depositing the belongings into the prepared quarters, or into a storage container in the hold. On Friday night, the gang finally arrived at the house. A cargo/lifter shuttle arrived, and all five of the kid's cars were loaded up, along with the U-haul carrying their belongings. Amy took the new crewmembers into medical and began their training until Molly could return. Molly had returned to Las Vegas to look for a...
Friday, April 29, 2005 (Continued) At the Williams', I had the opportunity to briefly pull Julia and Carol away to another room, tell them what I was going to do, quell their laughter, then tell them what I wanted them to do. Then we all went up to Julia's bedroom, Donna and The Boys excepted. To the four parents I said, "I have a few reasons for showing you what I'm about to show you, but the most recent reason is to address Mom's concern at my ability to handle someone attacking me...
Introduction: Part 5 Please read parts 1-4 to understand the story, especially before voting. No, Mother, please! It hurts! Shut the fuck up, you little shit! You drove him away! He left because of you! They all leave because of you! The belt came down across my back yet again, and I screamed, my six-year old voice shrill and tiny. I was tied to the bedpost, and I couldnt understand why she was hurting me. I hadnt done anything wrong. Mother had just dragged me out of bed and tied me up. I...
His wife knew full well what kind of a person he was. And yet here was their new help, ripe and ready to assist him. Oh, she would be assisting him in more ways than she could imagine. He was drooling over her so much that he nearly forgot to invite her in. In his defense, one look, and most people would forget how to breathe. She was a tiny little Asian thing. Japanese from the looks of her, though it wasn’t that noticeable. She had shoulder-length brown hair, big blue eyes, a tiny mouth...
Ever since I shattered that guys collar bone I've been trying to get that same rush over and over again with no results. Ive tried skydiving, bungee jumping, rock climbing and a half dozen other things that are suppose to give you a rush but they all seem to fall short. It finally got to the point to where it was affecting my job. "John come in. John can you hear me? DAMNIT JOHN PICK UP YOUR FUCKING RADIO AND TELL ME HOW MUCH TIME WE HAVE LEFT!!!!" Oh fuck, radio radio radio...
Facebook, Youtube and Google were still vague ideas in the heads of nerds and porn was something you really had to buy from the magazine stand or for the really good stuff, from backstreet bookshops where the dirty old men hung out. The magazines were of poor grainy quality and if I remember correctly women still had pubic hair. Not trimmed neat pubic hair, but big wild bushes of the stuff, somewhere big game hunters could go or you might find a grizzly bear buried deep in the bush. ...
Everyone is on the lookout for the Bogey Man, he is real and he is in your imagination. Big Brother is your new neighbour. Do all these cameras stop the crime on our streets? Do they eliminate the threat of terrorism? And do they stop me getting my cock out and having a wank in McDonalds while sitting near a sexy female and her friends while they munch on a Big Mac? Er.. no not really. I can’t speak for street criminals, the purse snatchers, drug dealers or even the terrorists. I don’t...
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As a boy of 12, the teenage years for a boy loom on the edge of the horizon, tantalisingly just out of touch of your grasping fingers and you’re wanting all that it potentially offers the young mind and body. But before the teenage years, you are 12 and your mind and body are given a serious kick in the teeth first. Now, If a boy of 12 was to utter the swear word “Cunt” to their...
Part 5 Father’s, Studs and Bitches. ~ Rachel ~ Lily didn’t have to tell her that what she had done was wrong. She knew deep down that she made a mistake the second she saw him leaving. She was shocked he was truly alive and had showed up just in time to save her again. Whenever she needed him he was always there. Like the seven years had never happened. She asked Matt to stay and make sure the kids were safe. She knew what she had to do now. She had to make this right somehow. She...
INTRODUCTION For at least three years Alfie Dunlop really believed his sister would have sex with him, but she never did. That was a defining realization for Alfie, becoming aware that the perversities of females extended even to sex. His mother had been perversely responsible for calling him Alfred, an ancient and once noble name that he’d found to be hideously inappropriate for a young guy then heading for the 21st Century. Fortunately his father came to his senses and allowed Alfred to be...
Sue had gained a good position at a company and was dressing quite sharp, not overly sexy, but not hiding the fact that she had a very nice petite figure. Whenever possible she went bra less, causing her pert 34B tits to giggle around, much to the delight of all who noticed. Dresses and skirts hung off her legs as she had one of those cute asses to die for. This night she told me, the going away party for Geoffrey, was being held at lunch, the next day by the staff and management, at a local...
A short piece I know. It was supposed to gone on longer, but the idea’s I had seemed to be merely tacked on, so I left it. ******** I was walking home in the cold drizzle when the car pulled over a short way ahead of me, the engine stuttering. The driver, who I could just about make out in the evening gloom as a woman, got out and opened up the bonnet, peering in at the engine. As she looked over the recalcitrant motor I heard her speak. ‘Oh you silly cow Carla, you didn’t do the radiator...
Introduction: Part 18 *****Just a quick note: Chapter 17 was removed by the site because Samil was under the age of eighteen when Ahriman introduced him to the sacrifice. Im not going to rewrite it so that hes older, so just continue from here.***** Ahriman pulled the Cayenne off the road into the trees far enough that it wasnt visible to anyone driving by and looked at his son. Samil was a man now, but he still wasnt comfortable with this. Are you sure about this, Samil? You understand how...
Introduction: Part 16 Please read parts 1-15 to understand the story, especially before voting. He was driving through downtown Roanoke, Kaneez in the passenger seat of his brand new Porsche Cayenne. He wasnt looking for whores this triphe had two of those already strung up in the ritual room. No, this time he was looking for a replacement for the bitch he had sacrificed six months earlier. She had joined the whores and Mother in her own drum an astonishing two days after he had skinned her....
Introduction: Part 2 Please read part 1 to understand the story, especially before voting. I woke up to the smell of piss again. I scrambled out of bed and was stripping the sheets when the door slammed open against the wall. She closed it, grabbed me by the hair, and threw me to the ground. No, Mother, please! Youre disgusting! Fourteen years old and still pissing in your bed! Strip those filthy clothes off now! I had to do what she said, even though I knew what was coming. The sick...
Introduction: Part 7 Please read parts 1-6 to understand the story, especially before voting. The whores lasted two months. Two months of magnificent screams and coppery blood and sublime fucking of Kaneez. He was careful to inflict only wounds on them that were not life-threatening in and of themselves. He fed them the same porridge Kaneez ate, and they amazed him with their will to live. He taunted them with the idea that he would one day let them go, and they believed him. It was the...