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Jessica’s Christmas Feast

Christmas is here and the awaited sequal to the thanksgiving feast is upon us, will Jessica “meat” her spit lover or will she escape her fate once again!.

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Life of A Mafia Wife

Ocay so this dirt ball tries to whack my hubby Carlo but nearly shoots my mamma instead. Complications, taht’s the life of a mafia wife.

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Forced to be a Fuck Doll

It was the end of a long and miserable semester college and Ashlynn was glad it was over. To have made the semester worse, her first and only boyfriend had dumped her a couple months before and she was still getting over it. A couple friends of hers wanted to go out that night to celebrate the beginning of summer and were insisting that she come along. Ashlynn hadn’t gone out for awhile since she just wanted to focus on her school work and because of the fact that she had to use a fake ID to get into bars since she was only 20…however, she agreed to go out with them and was excited to have fun for once.
She and her friends ended up getting extremely hammered and all parted ways, by the end of the night she had to drunkenly ask someone to give her a ride home. A man who seemed to be in his mid-twenties heard her ask around and approached her.
“I was just leaving now if you wanted to catch a ride with me.” He said.
Ashlynn was too drunk to worry about getting rides from strange men and cheerily agreed. After a couple blocks of driving the man stopped the car and got out,
“What are we doing here?”Ashlynn asked.
Instead of being answered her car door was opened and the stranger ripped her out the car.
She awoke the next morning curled up in a corner in a cement room with a killer headache. She instantly began to freak out, “WHERE AM I?” Her mind was racing…maybe she was in jail? There wasn’t any bars, just a door with no knob on the other side of the room…maybe it was some sick joke her friends had pulled. She slowly started to remember the guy giving her a ride. I’m so stupid, Ashlynn thought to herself as she began to cry.
A jolt of fear ran through her as the door began to open. Three men entered, all seeming to in their early 40’s.
“Where am I??? Please help me!!” Ashlynn cried, still sitting on the floor hysterical.
“Yep, she’s the new one Ron dropped off last night.” The man in the suit said, ignoring her pleas.
“He can definitely pick ’em.” One of the plumper men said as the remaining one chuckled.
“He just knows which ones pay more.” The suited man said while staring at her.
“What’s going on? I need to go home.” Ashlynn whined, she was so confused.
The man in the suit quickly walked up to her and kicked her hard in the rib cage,
“First, shut the fuck up. You picked the wrong night to get drunk and slut it up at the bar, bitch. This is home now and you’re going to do whatever the fuck you’re told…I paid a bunch of money for you and I don’t make bad investments. Here’s some advice, just keep fucking quiet unless your spoken to, and your time here is going to be a lot easier.”
Ashlynn gasped with pain and was crying uncontrollably now, barely able to see the men in front of her.
The man roughly grabbed her chin and forced her to look up at him, he looked at her face and nodded approvingly. “You’ll address me as ‘Master’ and nothing else, and you’re to follow my orders. Now stand up.”
Ashlynn remained frozen on the floor. The man gestured to the other two men, who seemed to be employees of the man in a suit, they quickly walked up to her and both lifted her onto her feet.
“Since that was too fucking hard for you to understand I guess they’ll need to rip your clothes off for you too.” The man sneered and immediately the two men started tearing at her clothes.
One of the ripped her shirt down the middle while the other unbuttoned her jeans and tore them down. Ashlynn screamed and was quickly slapped. One of the men unsnapped her bra from behind and the other nearly knocked her down tearing off her panties.
“Give me those panties, I’m tired of her fucking racket.” The man in the suit said and shortly proceeded to shove her panties into her mouth. One of the men produced some duct tape and efficiently taped it over her lips.
“Alright, much better. Now let’s see what exactly we have here.” The suited man said with a smile.
His hand seized one of her nipples and began pulling on it and then making her breast shake up and down. He then roughly slapped the other one. He picked up the bra at her feet and looked at it,
“Alright…a 34C…nice.” He nodded at one of the other men and they seemed to take note.
He turned his attention back towards Ashlynn and he ran his hands from her breasts to her full hips. Then without any warning he shoved a finger deep into her unexpecting pussy. Ashylnn nearly crumpled to the ground.
“Ah, good…nice and tight…I bet her asshole has never even been touched.”
Ashlynn has only ever had sex with ex-boyfriend and has always refused to let him have anal sex with her.
The man ran his finger over her asshole which was tightly closed, he smiled having been proved right.
“Alright, great. A tight young fucking pussy like this is going to do well…we’ll have her do some specialty jobs first then straight to the VIP club. A lot of men will pay top dollar to break in this little fuck doll. In fact, Mr. Statler’s back in town and I know he loves the scared new girls.”

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The Forlorn Lovers

A man whose life has been painted with tragedy meets a woman who has never known happiness, and the world suddenly changes for them both.

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i found my sister stripping

PLEASE NOTE: THIS IS NOT MY STORY!!! This story was posted on here about 3 years ago, by Dark_Brother. It is one of, if not THE best story I have ever read. im posting it simply to show people and hope it will inspire better writing.

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The Demons Harem : Mara’s Story

PART FOUR: MARA’S STORY
Mara sobbed as she was ripped away from the group of girls by the threshers. Four or five of them with their hands all over her pulling her away down a dirt path. The girls reached out their hands but did not move away to help her. Soon they closed their eyes and looked away.
She was being held up and made to walk by two larger threshers with metal rings in their ears and metal head
bands. They looked slightly different than the threshers that had held the girls captive during the gathering. They were mostly silent, a few grunts and words like “Keep moving” and “Eyes to the ground, slave.” Was all she heard for over two miles of walking.
She could see a small village up ahead, looking to only house a few families. “Welcome little slave, so many will be excited to see you!” One of the brutes laughed at her. Little did she know the colony of threshers was all underground beneath the small village.
She was knocked unconscious and dragged away to the
underground city.
She awoke abruptly, feeling like she was falling. She looked around for a clue as to where she was but it was
mostly dark and damp. She was hanging in the air, by a long thicker strip of leather under her breasts that connected with thinner rope-like lashings from her ankles and wrists, which were also tied together. She had a strip of dirty cloth in her mouth tied around the back of her head.
Her muffled cries were answered with a wave of chuckling and snorting male voices. One of the threshers added more light to the room and she could see the ugly lizard like faces of more than a dozen threshers. She didn’t dare wonder what they intended to do with her.
One of them stepped forward and put his clawish hand against her cheek.
“Such a pretty little thing, you will make us such beautiful slaves. It has been a while since we have had a human female to breed with, as you can see how excited my friends are to meet you.” He gestured to the small crowd. They jeered and smiled in the dim light, a few of them already stroking their fat club-like cocks.
Mara closed her eyes hoping they would all go away, that this was just a very bad dream she would soon wake up from. But it wasn’t a dream.
The thresher that had been talking to her took right to his purpose. He was already rock hard his member swaying as he walked around behind the helpless girl, hanging down at just the right height for the tip of his cock to bump up against her uncovered pussy. Her calves tied tightly to her thighs, making her lips spread wide in front of him.
He put his hand into a jar filled with some kind of herb oil, and then slathered his dick in it.
“This is special oil girl…Its going to make your muscles softer. Easier to penetrate.” He whispered in her ear as he slowly pushed his cock through her lips and into her opening. She writhed in pain, he was so large he was ripping her poor pussy with each inch he pushed it in. But he slid in quite easily due to the oil. She started to feel waves of heat inside her, relaxing her muscles, and the brute pressed his meat onward inside her.
He began to fuck in and out of her slowly, lengthening her canal with each thrust until he bottomed out in her. She still felt some pain of him hitting her cervix but the muscles didn’t contract, she didn’t strain against his pulsing cock. He smiled and began to fuck her harder, slamming against her as hard as he could, making her scream through the cloth tied in her mouth.
She felt something inside her growing softer, wider. The oil had made its way into her womb and was unclenching her stiffened muscles, allowing more and more of the threshers cock to push into her sore little cunt. He pumped her harder still, more than halfway inside her now, her cervix being smashed wider and wider by the head of his massive cock.
He fucked her as fast as he could sending her body flailing up and down, her breasts smacking against her skin, the leather strip cutting into them with each thrust.
She could feel the tip of his member start to push through the battered opening a little more each time he sank himself deep inside her.
With a few more long violent thrusts, he felt her muscles give way and he ripped right through into her womb. Her whole body spasmed and she fell limp, impaled on his cock, his balls smashed up against her clit, he still pushed further. Her stomach bulged with the full weight of his twenty inch cock buried as far inside her as possible without tearing through the walls of her womb.
He tightend his grip on her hips and clenched his teeth together as he came inside her. His cock, like a hose, spewed pint after pint of thick white hot cum straight into her womb, the pressure forcing the scalding hot semen to expand the soft inner walls. Her belly bulged downward and yet he started to push in an out of her again, cumming and fucking the spraying torrent of sperm deeper into her.
Her belly kept expanding down towards the floor filling with cum. It pressed tightly against the thick leather strap under her breasts cutting into her skin ever so slowly, making her gasp for air against it.
She looked as if she could be almost six months pregnant.He withdrew from her and pulled a chain that was swaying in front of the girl. It dropped the lashing that was holding her her writs above her head, and loosend the leather strap underneath her breasts.
She tipped downwards, the weight of all the cum inside her pressing her stomach into the leather strap so tight she thought she would pass out.
“Don’t you dare spill a drop little slave maker” The thresher said, satisfied with his accomplishment. He had filled her up nice, she was sure to have more than a few fertilized eggs growing inside her after the night was over.
“Gotta keep all this inside you for a little while, make sure it takes hold.” He sneered as he reached a hand down and smacked the taught skin of her belly, then walked away.

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Lilith a Devil Unbound

Lilth has just come into the human world with revenge, lust and greed in her heart. She explains tge truth of the world to a few police officers she makes, unfit for duty.