I stand naked and frozen, my body illuminated by the flickering firelight in the cave. The goblins surround me, their eyes gleaming with hunger and anticipation. I feel helpless, unable to move or speak, as their claws twitch eagerly, waiting to touch my exposed flesh. My nipples harden in response to their lustful gazes, and a dark desire stirs within me as I wait for them to pounce. My pussy lips, covered in a thick bus...

Liz, a high school senior, felt the warmth of the August evening cling to her skin as she approached the house with her friend, Mary. The music thumped from within, a muffled bass line that seemed to resonate in her very bones. The party was already in full swing, and a sea of college kids spilled out onto the lawn, their laughter and chatter a stark contrast to the quiet streets of their suburban neighborhood. Liz's hear...

Dread bubbled in Amanda's stomach as she thought about tomorrow’s "appointment" with Mr. Reynolds. She had no idea what he had planned for her, but she knew it probably wasn’t going to be good. With a heavy heart, she approached her house, trying to calm herself before facing her parents. Her red, swollen eyes were a dead giveaway to her inner turmoil, so she quickly wiped away her tears and took a deep breath. She couldn...

Part 1: The Crime Scene Emma couldn't take her eyes off the lifeless body on the ground. She was a young officer, and this was the first time she had seen a real dead body. A high-ranking city official lay dead before her. "Cause of death?" Dan asked another officer. "Death by strangulation. With a rope, I'd say," the officer replied. Dan, raising an eyebrow: "Would someone have hanged him and then placed his body here?"...

Prom night, promises, and understandings—surely a home run tonight. First base, second base, familiar fun, two hearts beating. In his locked bedroom, third base, wet and slippery, such a thrill. His cock, impatient to be touched, straining, urgent. Buttons, zippers, and clasps unfastened, a first glimpse of her private treasure, the prize he so desires. Reluctance or shyness, he is reassuring with whispers so soft, but im...

Lori McCann is the thirty-seven-year-old redhead that is the mayor of a middle-sized town. She is recently divorced and has two teenage girls of fifteen and thirteen years old. She is exceptionally beautiful, with a perfect curvy body with large, firm breasts. I have been doing renovations at her house for the past three weeks. The girls loved talking with me. They would watch me work and bring me drinks and snacks. Lori...

After my husband left for work, I hurried to the bedroom, my heart pounding with anticipation. I slipped off my robe, letting it pool at my feet, and pulled on the red lace negligee. It clung to me like a second skin, leaving almost nothing to the imagination. The hem barely grazed my thighs, highlighting my lean legs, while the lace cupped my breasts, spilling over the top, accentuating every curve. My loose golden-brown...

I woke up early feeling refreshed after another long day at Camp Clearwater. As an 18-year-old girl camp counselor, I had been working non-stop since arriving two weeks ago. One group of kids just left and the second wave would get here until tomorrow, giving us counselors a free day. My best friend Taylor, who shared the cabin with me, stirred from her slumber. "Morning, Em," she yawned, stretching her arms above her hea...

I peek out of the locker room door. Everyone has left. Nervous, I feel apprehensive about leaving the safety of my hiding place. My pussy is soaking wet. I think of last week when I was taken. I hated him for it. Yet every time I thought of him tearing my leotard, my desire to be retaken rages within me. I have not told my boyfriend yet. He has left for a year. We talked on the phone every night. He said he could hear som...

Lori was twenty-four years old. She was a petite redhead head with blue eyes. She owned a small bakery in a small southern town. Since her husband John (high school boyfriend) was killed in Afghanistan, while serving in the Marines, she has been living alone for three years. Mac lived on a farm with his two little sisters. Mac and his sisters inherited the farm ten years ago when their mother passed away. Mac was thirty,...

When Mark read the rest of what Janet had said in her message to him, he felt intrigued, Escapist fun on a website he used was a way to pass the time, often with hilarious or rewarding consequences and Janet was someone he respected and liked. The request she had made to bring himself and his story-telling to her gathering wasn't a shock, but Mark decided to ask for confirmation about his duties, just to make sure, A simp...