A young woman is manipulated by a sadistic older man, falling in love with him. To keep him happy, she slowly learns that this is no line she wouldn't cross to make him happy.
A group of angry workers take revenge on a bunch of destructive anarchic enviro/antifas including the women. The enviros never ever bother the pipeline construction again.
Molly wasn't beautiful, not even pretty. From an early age she was a typical tomboy, climbing trees with the neighborhood boys, and winning every single wrestling match. Her mop of unruly blonde hair was often tucked under a worn baseball cap turned backwards, and her face was usually dirty from some adventure or another. Molly had no time for dolls or pretend tea parties. She had games to play, and woods to explore. Then she grew gigantic tits and drew attention from her sadistic dad.
Scantily dressed young lady tourists are imprisoned by a puritanical cult. As they toil under the merciless heat their only solace lies in each others' bodies.
I wake. For a moment, I'm confused, surrounded by complete darkness. Then I begin to panic. I'm trapped, face down against a hard-flat surface. It ends just below my stomach. A round ball fills my mouth and drool drips down my chin. My arms and legs are pulled down, held in place below me. I continue to struggle, trying to break free, but I can barely move.