‘The rules of my little game are quite simple,’ said the woman, circling them in her tall heels like a prowling lioness with a fondness for designer shoes, ‘you cum, you lose. It can’t be any easier than that now can it?’ Ignoring the whimpering of her two captives, she ran her riding crop along their soft skin, chuckling as they flinched. Already they were wild with both fear and
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
Sliding out of her inky limousine, Madame Huntress took a moment to smooth down an unsightly roll in her latex dress. Snatching up the briefcase laid in the back seat, she closed the door and watched it ease away from the kerb, the silhouette of her huge bull at the wheel. Checking her watch, she pivoted sharply toward the large, medieval building before her. It had been part of the
Pausing, Owen was briefly taken aback by the huge gothic door. In the fading evening light, it was lit by a wrought-iron lantern hung from the top and looked straight from one of the medieval forts or castles back home in England. Though it may have looked at home there, it was the last thing he had expected to find here in the heart of Beijing. In a city all
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
Growing more breathless by the second Agent S struggled against her restraints, though she knew escape was impossible. Quite apart from the fact she was held down by enough straps to keep an vexed rhinoceros in place, every second she remained in the grip of the machine it sapped her energy. What was more, even if by some miracle she managed to break free of the straps, tear away the
