‘You know I’d love to say I’m sorry for this, but I’m really not.’ Leaning down he placed one hand on the woman’s plump ass and spread it to admire her holes. Her tight ass winked at him and just beneath her pussy lips parted slightly, just enough to entice him with her glistening folds. Hearing her moan softly he smirked and stood up again. ‘After all, if you had
‘Welcome,’ came Madison’s voice, and the four of them looked up to see their boss standing at the top of the spiral staircase which rose up in front of them. Having only ever seen her in her daily business dress, it took them all a moment to recognise the stunning woman smiling down at them. In her short, tight white dress and towering heels she looked an entirely different woman,
Doctor Peterson stared forlornly at the image that filled the screen. The young woman was undoubtedly beautiful. Her blue-dyed hair was a bright contrast against the red of her Santa hat and she appeared to be singing along to a tune he could not hear. Running her manicured fingers up and down her body she stroked her soft skin and traced her curves with her silver nails. In the process
‘Go on,’ Kasey urged her, ‘open it.’ If anything, Kasey’s enthusiasm only made Heather more wary. Ever since they had woken up she had been acting strangely. She had complemented Heather’s outfit, made her a cup of coffee to wake her up, had allowed her to sit in her favourite armchair in the lounge – the one Kasey usually draped herself over like a sleepy cat – and even willingly
The first thing that hit Violet was the smell. She had been in plenty of old school sweet shops before, but none of them compared to the barrage of aromas that wafted through the small store. The scent of rich chocolate was laced with that of gummy sweets, and there was a sour tang in the air from the sour sweets overflowing from their jars. The walls were lined with
Pushing the cart along the silent corridor, Cody yawned and glanced at his watch. Scoffing hollowly he rolled his eyes. Quarter to midnight. Who ordered room service at quarter to fucking midnight? Perhaps he might have been a little more agreeable to the request if it had been a large room or a more sizeable order, but he had checked the room log and the order. Just the one guy,
Trigger Warning: This story plays on the horror notes of zombie narratives in a sexual way. It includes potentially triggering scenes of non-consensual acts. If you feel you may find these offensive do not read this piece. I do not condone any such acts, this is purely for the purposes of the supernatural/horror narrative. The streets were deserted as the sirens sounded, blaring out a warning to all that the
Stealing the bodysuit had been a good idea at first. Now though, given he was tied blindfolded to a chair with a vibrator to his false pussy and his first female orgasm rapidly building towards a point of no return, he was deeply regretting his decision. After being imprisoned in one of the Yakuza’s many locations across the city for over a week, Junichi had managed to escape his captivity
Tate had to admit that the place wasn’t as bad as he had been expecting. He had been reluctant at first to join his gay friend Mick to the gay club, but he had thought it better than to let Mick sit in and mope all night again. It had been almost a month since Mick’s boyfriend had dumped him and he hadn’t taken it well at all. Perhaps a
Clearly the woman was disappointed in what she was seeing, and though he had only just stumbled from the fetid confines of the delivery truck – a place worse than any he could think of – her iron glare already made him wish he had stayed on board. She was encased almost head to toe in black latex, a tight corset pulling in her waist, with the only visible flesh
