Crawling up to the foot of the stairs, Natasha shivered with anticipation. This was it. The day she had been waiting for. At the top of this staircase stood the door to a future of opulence and kink, all she had to do was make it to the top. Standing between her and her future, however, was the Initiation, and the trial of reaching the top would prove her worthy
Annie never really knew what happened that night. Everything happened so quickly that before she had chance to register the changes overcoming her they were already complete. As such, while she lay back in the hot tub with her vest sodden and her throat full, she couldn’t remember the misery she had caused Kara, the girl pumping a thick rubber dildo down her neck. Inversely Kara recalled it all too
‘That’s right, dickhead, fuck her prude ass. No chance she’s ever getting that perfect cock in her pussy again. Oh no, only I get to feel that.’ Terri frowned as the blonde slut between her legs came up for air, ‘No, bitch, I didn’t say you could breathe, get back to work!’ Clutching her by the hair she dragged her back into her pussy, which she lapped at obediently. Lying
Sure, it was probably a shitty thing to have done to somebody who thought he was their friend, but Adrian had never been particularly keen on his flatmate. There was nothing wrong with Sean, exactly, it’s just he was not the kind of person Adrian would have chosen to spend time with if he had a choice in the matter: too nerdy and hyperactive for his tastes. In university they
By now her voice was hoarse from screaming and all the sordid things done to her to stop her screaming, but she continued to cry out anyway. In truth, it was all she could think to do. With her limbs tied up she could not run or lash out at her attackers, and with her restraints angling her away from the crowd of gathered men she could not glare at
The abandoned manor which sat atop Cursed Hill was something of a local legend. Passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, stories of the decrepit old estate, as such superstitious tales are wont to do, had taken on a life of their own such that no two families agreed on the truth behind them any longer. Some believed the manor to be the former abode of a
Day One ‘Mmmfff, mmo mmeeff, meff mme mmoo!’ ‘What was that?’ said the stunning blonde woman, removing her toes from the half-naked maid’s mouth. ‘Please,’ begged the maid breathlessly, ‘please, let me go! I didn’t mean to, it was an accident, I swear!’ ‘You think I care?’ seethed the woman. ‘You weren’t even looking where you were going. Thanks to you, I now have to replace my entire outfit that
Alone in the opulent room, Lola mentally apologised to her sister as she slipped into her new clothes. Hearing Jessie’s hushed whimpering in that room had been heart-breaking to hear. Despite knowing the punishment she would receive, Lola had automatically spoken up in her sister’s defence. The zap of the electric prod had been hot on her skin, the pain inducing a shudder through her body, but she had done
For all that she followed the man obediently trying to put on the impression of calm, all Jessie could think of was running. Her mind raced as she walked, screaming at her to wrench the chain from the man’s hand, tear off her blindfold and run far away from this isolated place. But then, that was exactly the problem: once she was out, she had nowhere to go. All she
With the cold metal bars pressed up against his bare flesh, Malcolm could not truly flinch as the flogger struck his naked pussy. Yet the pain scorched through him nonetheless, the result of which was a shrill cry and an awkward judder which only pressed his body harder into the bars. When the next strike inevitably came, he tried to grit his teeth but the white-hot agony was overwhelming and
