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Even in the cruelest of conditions, some people can find the inner-strength to survive. In this story, two teens are forced for years to satisfy Nazi soldiers with their bodies. They are forced, and trained to allow any perversion that is put upon them by the soldiers and their trainers. But even in these harsh conditions, love can also be found.
Brianna-Leah is forced to work in a brothel for the fearsome Madame X. She can be difficult but Madame X has a solution for that. Read on to see how she makes Brianna toe the line.
A woman awakes to a nightmarish world of erotic pain and torture administered by inhuman hands... or does she? NOTE: parts of this story are not for the faint of heart... you've been warned. Enjoy!
Inspired by the greatest rape fantasy story I ever read, "MOM’S DILEMMA" by Coyote, I take a crack at rewriting it, putting my own spin on the classic tale and substituting in all the girls from my own personal fantasies. Introduction: A wrong turn down a dirt road turns into a nightmare more horrifying than anything prudish mother Janet Smith could have imagined while it also becomes a fantasy and an opportunity that Janet’s own son and three other young boys would have never believed.
Glenn meets Joy at a play party. He is astonished at how much torture her toy can take without making a sound. She tells him about a special training school. Will he take Erin? NB: These acts are carried out by highly trained fictional characters. Don't try this in real life unless you like spending time in hospital and jail. PS: The snuff is only implied.
Elian, having survived a boat trip from Cuba to Florida that his parents didn’t survive, has gone to an aunt in Miami. She sends him to her estranged husband, Duardo, in Islamorada Key for the summer to work on Duardo’s charter boat. Duardo also has a gay bar and initiates Elian to serve men there. Elian is pulled into more sinister work on the charter boat, though.
The acrid smell of fried electronics fills the air. Damn government contractors! Greedy bastards cut every corner, just to save a credit. My ears drop as I survey the damage. The bracket holding the emergency control panel snapped. It slammed into the main power conduit which, of course, wasn't properly shielded. A 10-credit bracket. Damn them! This is bad. Really bad.