His face contorted with a frown of despair, the unfortunate young lad continued to stroke Lord Holmes’ thick cock with his new, delicate fingers. At the same time, he sucked on the Lord’s thumb and tried not to think about the way the man was eyeing up his heavy, swaying breasts. ‘What is your name, stable boy?’ asked the Lord, followed by a shallow grunt of satisfaction. Is the Lord
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
‘You want one or two?’ Trevor shouted, leaning heavily against the Riveras’ fridge. ‘What do you think?’ Andrew replied. ‘I’ll bring three,’ Trevor chuckled and snatched up half a dozen beers. After stumbling back to the cabin in the evening gloom they had decided to raid the cabin’s fridge, which was fortunately stocked with plenty of booze. Staggering back into the lounge, Trevor dumped his haul onto the coffee table
‘Oh for fuck’s sake! Can nobody do their fucking job right?’ Slamming a fist on the table, Vernon upset his coffee cup, which jumped off the edge and landed with a thud at his feet. Cheeks flushed and teeth grinding, he barely noticed. Instead he battered his laptop keyboard with furious strokes that set the entire table trembling. Jesus, he hated people. If he could go back to the days
Crossing one of the many burbling streams that snaked down the mountainside to feed the glittering lake below via a well-worn bridge, Josh, Ashley and Spencer continued to pick their way down the slopes. Mother Nature narrated their progress with a chorus of birdsong and the mournful creaking of old trees in the wind. The trails they navigated were well-used and they wondered how many others had passed this way
Only yesterday, Anthony had just about been able to fool himself into believing his marriage was a happy one. But now, impaled on the massive cocks of muscular lovers, tossed around like a rag doll in their strong arms, and with his wife just off to the side rubbing her glistening pussy he could no longer trick himself into such a false belief. If he was honest, he’d had his
Swinging at the boxing pad his trainer was holding out Dylan barely even saw what hit him. The writhing wave of magic blasted through the room with such speed it was gone in a bright purple flash and had ripped through both their bodies before they even realised what was happening. Shorting out the lights as it blazed through the room like purple fire, it left the room dim but
Note: I think the comments I make on this piece are very important so, if you can, please read them once you finish this story. Lying back on the soft white sheets kicking her heels childishly in the air, Selina allowed herself a satisfied smile. After all, tonight was the culmination of all her hard work and she would soon reap the rewards she was owed for her effort. Knowing
‘Gentlemen, allow me to show you lot forty-three of the night.’ A low murmur of admiration rippled around the room as the boy entered wearing only a mesh jockstrap and a black bowtie. He carried a tray of drinks with him, which he politely passed out to the gathered gentlemen who licked their lips hungrily as they ogled his tight ass and small figure. The auctioneer stood beside the door
After the outbreak had died down, only surviving in a few isolated pockets, attentions shifted. No longer concerned over avoiding the disease or isolating in attempts to curb the spread, vast swathes of society came to focus on the harm done by the selfish and greedy in the recent times of need. For the first time in what felt like decades, almost every bracket of society alike had found a
