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
‘No,’ Helen pleaded, even as a fresh moan rose in her throat, ‘no, please, you have to stop. Nicole, Bev, this isn’t you. You’re ill. Please, I’m your friend, we can get through this together, we –’ The rising moan tore from Helen’s lips as Nicole leaned in to lick her pussy. Combined with Nicole’s relentless pumping of a bulbous dildo into her vulnerable pussy, the sensual cunnilingus sent Helen’s
As much as he knew he should be resisting, Nathan couldn’t help himself. Following Reagan’s orders just felt too damn good. It was like she was inside his mind directing his every move or using him as her personal marionette. Despite the painful betrayal cutting through him, all he could do was kneel by her side as the two guys from next door fucked his fiancée on the hammock he’d
Have you ever had that one job you just had to get? Rey had. Sure, it was only a little office job, but she had wanted to work for the company for years. Every time she saw an application come up she practically hailed her CV on the place, and she wasn’t the only one: the company was well-known and profitable. More than that though, for somebody such as her
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
If he was truly honest, Evan had expected to be far more nervous in the face of the physical embodiment of evil. Yet as he stood before Lucifer’s throne, vulnerable to the wrath of the one who struck fear into all the tortured souls of Hell, he found himself thinking only one thing: I thought the devil would be taller. He supposed that’s the impression you got watching television and
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
‘Oh Alistair…’ The lilting voice danced through the trees, cold and mesmerising, a siren’s song. ‘Alistair Ward. Come out and play, Alistair. I promise I won’t kill you. Or perhaps you are already playing. Hide and seek, is that what you want to play with me?’ A burst of melodic laughter filled the air, though there was no warmth to it. Pressed up against the thick trunk of a gnarled
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
