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Returning to the Cabin

by WFEATHER on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

The cabin was dark when she finally arrived. The moon only occasionally peeked through the clouds to illuminate the snow-covered mountainside. I waited... The rope felt good in my hands as I pulled it taut, waiting in the shadows. Even through the gloves, I could feel its texture, its roughness. Just as I pulled the rope taut again, I heard her car door...

My Old Flame

by Stultus on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Synopsis: My Old Flame... I just can't remember her name! Sex contents: Some Sex Genre: Flash Codes: Humor, Horror, Outrages, Necrophilia, Beheadings & Arson Originally Posted at SOL: 2009-07-19 ****** I suck at doing Flash stories, but here is one last try! I'm badly behind this week so I didn't have time to get this story edit. Hopefully the inevita...

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by Ashson on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Home for the long break after spending most of the year away at college, Alison was enjoying the break. She'd spent a few days reacquainting herself with the neighbourhood, finding it encouraging that nothing had changed. This afternoon she had been pottering around in the back yard, doing the odd bit of gardening and just relaxing. Doing a little judicious...

Fairly Odd Parents in: Rule Breaker

by alienfinderx on Feb 9, 2020
Fan Fiction

"This is so unfair." Yelled Timmy as he trashed his room. His anger blinding him to the fact that he was destroying all his things. "Sorry sport, but you know the rules." Said his pink haired Fairy, she waved her wand as he broke each item. Repairing it with a flash of magic. It had officially been the worst day of Timmy's life. He got up...

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Dealing With Negative Feedback

by KillerMuffin on Sep 15, 2017
How To

Remember folks, death is not an option. No, not that "Joe Lieberman or Janet Reno, and death is not an option" game. You can't reach through your monitor and strangle sense into that {censored}{censored}{censored}{censored} individual who doesn't have the good sense to recognize you for the literary genius that you are. Okay, maybe genius is stretching it, b...

Timmy's New Job Ch. 04

by holycow614 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

In the morning Timmy woke up from a deep sleep. He slept soundly through the night after drinking mommy's milk. Timmy was disappointed, for he realized mommy had not raped him last night. He looked up into the mirrored ceiling and saw his small body, as he lay naked in a sea of silk sheets, comforters, and down filled pillows that covered a bed well beyond k...

Deciding to Move to Vegas

by kenr17331 on Sep 5, 2018
Anal

I had planned to move from PA to Las Vegas in January of 2015. No, this was not due to any one thing; more so, to several reasons for the move. I began planning that event back at the end of Summer. I mean, how many hundreds of times I had shoveled and shoveled all the accumulating snow; just to have it pushed right back into place by a very thoughtful and f...

Nymsya Ch. 08

by Beziel on Sep 28, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Nymsya was back in the castle. The hunt was ending but nobody has seen the prince yet. Nobody dared to even suggest something might be off. Nobody found his corpse either. She had walked her way through the halls right towards his and the princess's room. She had given instructions to her subordinates. They were to stay in their room and wait for a signal....

String Me Up

by alteredego524 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

CJ was like hundreds of other young black men in the cities across the country. He went to school, got decent grades, played on the high school sports teams, and had a pretty girlfriend, and thought about sex ever 4 seconds. Where CJ differed from the norm, was in what he was thinking about. CJ was introduced to sex very early by a babysitter with emotional...

Working For The FBI

by LittleDeepthroater on Oct 30, 2017
Fetish

He's standing there, looking me in the eyes, sniffing my panties in his one hand, the other one still holding a bloody knife. I feel the burning of the wounds he inflicted on me, a cross going above my belly button all the way to my breasts carved with the very knife he's holding. I can't even scream... *BEEP BEEP BEEP* For the first time in a long period of...

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