Night was falling as the young couple ascended the broad drive leading to the striking building. It loomed over them with a somewhat imposing air about it, the soft buzz of conversation drifting through the open windows. Seth and Holly had seen it before, though only from a distance when they drove past the end of the drive; up close they found the very walls seemed to whisper of luxury

Taking her rightful place as a naughty snow bunny addicted to the throbbing dark meat of her black masters was the best thing Ashley had ever done, but it hadn’t been easy. When they had first shown up in the office reception where she worked she had been a shy, inexperienced little thing without the confidence to shoo a pigeon, but despite this – or maybe because of it, she

Etta glared at Martin with a mixture of loathing and longing. As much as she wanted to, she could not deny his stunning body, nor contain the shuddering pleasure he was pounding into her tight holes. But that wasn’t to say she didn’t hate him with a passion, a hate so fiery it burned her insides. ‘Don’t look at me like that,’ Martin scoffed, ‘you can’t tell me you’re not

‘Hey there, Peter,’ cooed the two scantily clad women lounging on the staircase, ‘looks like it’s been a long day at work.’ Peter sighed and ran one hand down his face wearily. ‘Please, girls, not today. I’m not in the mood to chat.’ Fumbling with his keys for a moment he lost his grip and they fell with a thud on the landing carpet. Swearing reflexively, he closed his eyes

Stumbling through the thick bushes, Robert struggled to remain calm. Though he had been traversing these forests for close to two decades, anyone with an ounce of experience knew not everybody who entered made it out again, no matter how well they knew their way. To his dismay, it looked as though today was the day his name joined the long list of men and women who had gone missing

Everything had all gone so horribly… wrong? The man Ana had recently been would probably have thought so, but the woman she was now knew the truth was the exact opposite: everything had gone so perfectly right. With the flogger coming down relentlessly on her sensitive pussy, all she could do was giggle as she recited the undeniable truth: ‘I’m your fucking slut.’ Breathless and painfully horny, she repeated herself

‘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

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

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