Possession: Christmas Vengeance – Chapter 5 – A Broken Ornament by SKOLL

FETISH WARNINGS: This story gets VERY disgusting and brutal. I use extreme taboo themes and consider my stories “horror”. These niche things appear in THIS chapter. If any are not your thing, just back out now. You’ve been warned! Rape/Abuse/Violence toward women Torture/Pain/Crying/Sadism Incest Young girl Bondage Gross smelling/tasting Armpit licking Sweat licking Eating creampie

Alternating Weekends by sandstorm3636

On the curb in front of her mother’s new boyfriend’s house, Mandy stood with her arms crossed, waiting for her father’s familiar station wagon to pull up. It had been two weeks since her parents’ divorce was settled in court and it was her first weekend to spend with her father. To say that she

Trapped, Trained and Twisted Pt. 04 by KristinKailey

Chapter Seven: The Touch. I couldn’t say how long I had been holding the pee position for. A series of intense shocks from my collar had awakened me some time ago and I immediately got into a low squat on the balls of my feet, back arched, tits thrust out and moist labium spread wide.

My Life: Part 04: A Day At The Beach by The Story Author

One afternoon Reagan was watching the baby while the girls were at school. Katie and I decided we wanted to go to the beach to relax. We went downstairs and out to what we fondly called Beep, our “beach Jeep”. It was a bright yellow Jeep with no carpet or top, but room for all

My Life: Part 15: Initiation of the Bunker by The Story Author

It was mid-week when Mounika excitedly sent photos of the bunker to the prepaid. She had found a coupe of beds for cheap at IKEA and decorated with new sheets and pillows. It looked fantastic. By the weekend, another text from her said simply “Tuesday will be fun!” On Tuesday, I woke up a bit

Vol. 2 – Mom definitely heard my mature playmate by slyde503

After realizing that my mother had come home from work about three hours early, my mind was putting it all together. The noise I heard wasn’t my keys, it was hers. She had obviously come inside knowing someone else was here with me, and when she saw the pile of clothes in the den, she