I smacked my lips, turning my head from side-to-side, inspecting for any flaws in my makeup I should fix. My lipstick tonight was a bold, sensual red. The usual rule for a bold lip is lighter makeup on the eyes, but I knew what he liked. and that certainly was not a subtle eye. Thick winged liner framed my hazel eyes, with a shimmery, dark-gray smoky eye smudged around them, which shimmered gently in the low, warm lighting of the hotel bathroom. Sometimes I wished they put better lighting in these bathrooms, which would make it easier to fix my makeup, but I could understand why they kept it dim. The gold-framed mirrors and bowl-shaped crystal sinks would't have the same charm under the cool, bland flood that makeup lighting would have produced.
The target was staying on the forty-eigh
My name is Hiro and this is the story of how I found the girl of my life
I work in an office in the city of Osaka for a Securities Exchange company my life so far was pretty normal until she appeared.
This girl... I mean woman, she is a foreigner from France she is learning things here in Japan to help her company back home, though a noble cause I can't help but feel that she is kind of left out of the company most of our coworkers don't talk to her that much and everytime she has free time on our breaks she just stares at her phone, I wonder what she is looking at, maybe pictures of her home… She is so lonely I never see her going out with us after work hours. For all that I know she just goes straight to her hotel once she is done here it's kind of sad really but I can't say that I'
The young squire boy trembled in fear. He had been in his cell for what seemed like an eternity. The king had ordered him to be interrogated, and he was terrified of what that might entail.
The young lad, 14 years of age, was in the service of a wealthy nobleman and landowner who was opposed to the rule of this particular king. As such, the boy was often used to deliver coded messages to others of a like mind throughout the kingdom. It was on one of these late-night missions that he had been captured by the king’s royal guard on a night patrol.
After spending a cold night in bonds, he had been brought before the king. The monarch was informed of the young squire’s clandestine mission and was presented with evidence of treason: a note on parchment written in code. The king bel
Ding. The bell rings. From beneath her white cap the dark eyes tinkled, The golden skin shone, Glistening sweat on a raised eyebrow smirk The steaming stinking ass masterpiece leaning her hips against the hot metal table. Over the piping hot plates of Wild mushroom ravioli with creamy chicken, Sage butter wine bowls; Over pink sauce with linguini, five feet of overworked frustrations, Vanessa waited impatiently .
“Traaaaaacy!”
The restaurant was vibrating with the hum and jumps of a Friday night.
Ding.
Vanessa’s tan and muscular body leaned on the table, her elbow resting, one nail in her mouth, the other hand just above the bump of ass that rose out from beneath her white cooks apron.
“TraaaaacY!?”
Her silky voice crescendoing to a climax of question and command.
“Wh
The abduction of Mr T
Middle aged but with a youthful look,Mr T divorced and drifting along in middle management ,the last two years had seen very few dating opportunities ,this had led to his mind wondering about what kind of woman he actually wanted and did they even exist .He had always assumed the submissive role and was used to letting the woman take control.
One bored evening he scanned through netflix hoping to find some entertainment to alleviate his boredom
He fancied something light hearted and saw a film called take me , about a man who had set up high end fake abductions ,something set off a train of thought in his head ,abduction?
Does that even exist and is he brave enough to even go through with such an event .HIs intrigue was such that it excited him, to lose
The abduction of Mr T
Middle aged but with a youthful look,Mr T divorced and drifting along in middle management ,the last two years had seen very few dating opportunities ,this had led to his mind wondering about what kind of woman he actually wanted and did they even exist .He had always assumed the submissive role and was used to letting the woman take control.
One bored evening he scanned through netflix hoping to find some entertainment to alleviate his boredom
He fancied something light hearted and saw a film called take me , about a man who had set up high end fake abductions ,something set off a train of thought in his head ,abduction?
Does that even exist and is he brave enough to even go through with such an event .HIs intrigue was such that it excited him, to lose
WARNING:
Brutal, non-consensual multiple rape fantasy story. Contains extreme graphic sexual sadism, obscenity, torture, snuff and offensive content.
All characters are above 18 years and above. None of this is real.
Part one. The arrival home.
It’s nearly two in the morning. The black van cruised down twisted streets, surrounded by the monoliths of silent factories and warehouses. This district is deserted by night and filled with noise and smoke in the day.
Down to the end of the farthest street, obscured by a vast red bricked and grimy building is the house of ordeals. It sits at the edge of this district, facing a dormant and polluted sea where no man roams without reason.
The black van turned slowly and stopped before a great black iron gate, chained and padlocked
Jessica strained and struggled against the bonds that held her upright, but they held without budging. She could just see the bright red ball gag that filled her mouth, causing a steady stream of drool to leak out before dripping onto her breasts. She loved the sensation of being helpless and the thought of what was coming made her wetter than she had ever been before.
Scarcely more than an 24 hours ago she had been sitting at her computer idly surfing the internet when a popup and caught her attention. Something about it had intrigued her, to the point that she ignored her initial impulse to close it and resume clicking. She wasn't entirely sure how it had happened, given that she had several pop up blockers that should have prevented it from showing up at all.
"You are bored with
Jessica strained and struggled against the bonds that held her upright, but they held without budging. She could just see the bright red ball gag that filled her mouth, causing a steady stream of drool to leak out before dripping onto her breasts. She loved the sensation of being helpless and the thought of what was coming made her wetter than she had ever been before.
Scarcely more than an 24 hours ago she had been sitting at her computer idly surfing the internet when a popup and caught her attention. Something about it had intrigued her, to the point that she ignored her initial impulse to close it and resume clicking. She wasn't entirely sure how it had happened, given that she had several pop up blockers that should have prevented it from showing up at all.
"You are bored with
