Roberta and her son Chad make an interesting wager. When he loses the bet, he must pay with his body. Don't be sad for him, though; he's in for a very good time!
I will never know whose baby I was carrying, because I don't know whose sperm got to me first, my brother Tony's or his friend Guy's. All I know is they both raped me.
What if all that Iraqi oil money was spent on creating a really fancy bunker for the Republican Guards. What if the pervert from the Female POW series showed up in this bunker? What if white slavery were involved? A clueless geek and some less than willing sex slaves eventually do in a conniving General
Carl's parents were taking their annual month long vacation, and this year, instead of being sent to camp, he was going to spend the time with his Uncle Percy. He didn't know what to expect, but got the shock of his life. NB This story was written for my own gratification. It is not deep literature, but just about my kinks and themes. It's pretty extreme, and you are advised to read the tags carefully before proceeding.