Pamela and her adult child daughter discover how invasive a species can be. This is a SLOW, insect dub-con story. I have trouble believing some people enjoy a tale this disgusting, yet evidence: mostly cheap videos of women getting raped by, or consenting to fornicate with, insects are not difficult to find. Text stories, not so many, and I enjoy writing crazy shit. You Have Been WARNED. Burn your computer NOW!
As a high-flying city trader Ken Shigenori thought he had it all. Then one day he is abducted and dragged into an underground cage fight. His opponent is the alluring and deadly succubus, Eryzu.
My wife had a dream. THE DREAM. A dream that caused a change in our very lives and introduced me to BDSM unlike anything I’d ever imagined, once we began living it. Who knew that humiliation and denial could take so many shapes or that it could be a 24/7 lifestyle choice? Who knew that it could turn a sexy yet repressed, lazy, bitchy female into a wanton slut! Certainly not our family both immediate and extended...
A man wants to train his young babysitter to become his sex-slave. So he sets-up the babysitter to catch her masturbating and using candles to bring herself off. The man coereces her into having sex with the him so he will not have to tell her parents. She likes the sex so much that he starts training her to please him sexually and to prove that she wants to be his 'property' she must pass an all-night orgy test with multiple men.
A young innocent couple are used by the whims of their next door neighbors. The next door neighbors make it their life to scheme and get unsuspecting couples in on their little ring of swinging/swapping using any means necessary.
A disease suddenly descends on humanity. Women develop a serious illness which can only be cured by sexual intercourse, and it has to be with the right guy. No condoms, no pulling out, and he has to really want it. Bad luck? A sign from a God with most mysterious ways? Or could it possibly have been designed by a human with an agenda?
Cindy pulled the stretchy material out in back and looked down at my naked moons, exclaiming, "They're names. That's what I thought. What's it about? Are these needle and ink tattoos? They look like it. How many names are there? Let me look, Mom."