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I called Marci giving her the address of an old abandoned warehouse I owned in Queens New York, I asked her to meet me there. The rap of her boot heels echoing off the concrete walls is the only sound as she walks into the warehouse and walks down the long building looking for me. She stopped. The yellowish green fluorescent lights bother her eyes. The floor is damp—wet in places with puddles of black water—and the peeling concrete walls are crumbling in places. This warehouse is a dump, decrepit and depressing and disorienting too. It stinks of gasoline and diesel...

Far off in a distant dark land. In a castle perched high in a hill. There stood that man. And there stood the sister. And under foot there stood an army of soldiers from the legion and of mutations created through science. We will bend this land to a knee and we will kill those who appose us. We sling this world into darkness. We will bring the other world to us and make it our own! Sir what if hes go- He isnt an issue. He cant become stronger than me. But sir. Enough my child. He isnt a concern...

I arrived at the hotel with my friends. We were all on class trip to Washington D.C. for three days. Our school does this every two years with the seventh and eigth graders. Every yearnthe entire middle school goes to camp together, so I already know what its like to spend a few days together with these girls. I should probably give you some backgrounds. There were four of us in this room. There was me, Sayre, Mylene, Alana. We all goAlana to the same private school. Sayre is the farthest through puberty of all of us. She has c-cup breasts...

PART 3 It’s Thursday and Ed and Sheila still haven't called so I go to the swinger site and send them a message when I see they are online. I ask if they decided not to meet us as they haven't called. She doesn't write back for five minutes or so and my heart sinks. Just then my home landline rings and as I answer it I see Sheila Thompson displayed on the caller ID. I would have sworn I gave them my cell number I think as I say, Hello. Hi Rick, its Sheila from Swappernet. I just wanted to...

(A girl goes on a gameshow to win a million dollars, but ends up in bondage and becomes an owned slave who is trained, conditioned and transformed) It's Monday night and that can only mean one thing...it's time for Kneel or No Kneel! the announcer's voice boomed across the soundstage as thunderous applause from the audience erupted. Spot lights instantly came to life, shining hot lights upon the stage where I stood in silence. Now here's your favorite host, the one...the only...Horny Bondel! Thank you, thank you, it's great to be here for another episode of Kneel or No Kneel, Horny...

What are you thinking? Dr. Brooks asked. Daniel realized he had been spacing out again. Well, not really spacing out - staring at Dr. Brooks' pretty face. Daniel had never seen a doctor as beautiful as Dr. Brooks. She was young, maybe thirty, but she looked younger. She was pale and tall, as tall as Dan and even taller in heels. She had high, round cheeks, emerald eyes and the straightest, blackest hair you can imagine, flat bangs cut across her brow and the rest pulled back in a high ponytail. She was in a tight blue skirt that reached mid-thigh...

I had been at my middle school for several years and had built up a reputation of challenging my students intellectually, especially in the area of dramatic literature. Many students went on to a city-wide high school that was exceptional . . . even noteworthy nation-wide. One of those students . . . Abby was by far my favorite. She had actually spent her elementary years in Canada and the education she received was outstanding. Although the situation I am about to describe . . . took place when she was 14, I had the pleasure of having her for three...

I made my way back down the hall and went looking for another beer. After what I had just been through, I needed one. My head was swimming with confusion. I had just been blackmailed into fucking Aunt Edna. And while it was certainly pleasurable, I found the whole thing to be kind of weird and kinky. Then it hit me… What about Heather? My mind raced with thoughts of whether I should tell her what had just happened. What would I say when she went looking for her panties? How could I explain what happened; that I had gotten caught...

SHAVING MY FLATMATES LEGS AND PUSSY It’s purely fictional but based on an incident that actually happened but the character is actual and a former girlfriend in Thailand. I hope you enjoy the story. .............................................................................................................. Coming home one day I found my flatmate Tan going through my bathroom cabinet. This is the story that followed. Tan is 34 and I was four years older and that is why we got on so well we looked after each other, she would often parade around in her undies, except for when her boyfriend came around that is. “Shit Barry you scared the daylights...

[center]2: The Hunt. Wednesday, 13 December 2006, 22:00[/center] I don't know what's coming over me. I'm overly excited for so much as a friendly drink. New friend? Maybe that's it. It's been a while since I've met a new face. I slipped on my Calvins and rummaged through the closet for something decent. I stopped on a pair of Abercrombie shorts and black shirt. Awful dressy for a Wednesday night. I knew it was in the lower fifties out (cold for Southern California this early in the evening), but I didn't care. It was almost like a spell that put me...