Short Story

She groaned lewdly as she felt his fingertips brush up against the puckered ring of her ass, teasing the tender hole with a small, circling rhythm. The hand pulled away for a moment, and when it returned the digit was covered in something warm and wet. Saliva, she figured. Her body tensed up as she felt the finger pushing up against the opening, wiggling back and forth as it sought to penetrate the virgin hole. Zaelith had always enjoyed the feeling of a thick cock pounding her from behind, stretching her ass and filling her bowels with a hot load of cum, but this woman had obviously never tried it. Her body was instinctively clenching up, trying to push out the invading finger and turning it into an almost painful experience. Well, if Zaelith had anything to say about it this body would be a perfect fucktoy by the end of the night, ready and willing to accomodate a man in any

When Tom lowered his gaze and mumbled, “Yes, Ma’am,” in a submissive tone, Booker’s grin broadened. He had indulged in many sexual fantasies about Tom, and his favorite was the dom/sub role play. But now that he had witnessed Tom’s compliance, he knew the fantasy would be even more realistic than before. At that precise moment he could picture Tom handcuffed to the bed, his naked body trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement, his expression desperate to please, and for the third time that morning, his cock hardened. He quickly realized he was heading towards dangerous territory and shifting his gaze, he stared at the admin officer’s beak-like nose. It was the remedy he needed and within seconds, his budding erection wilted. A

She had never had much freedom. She was grateful for the opportunity to be involved as she was now in the realm of humans. However, she hadn't the slightest clue what to do in this exact moment. She had been found out. To what extend, she wasn't sure at the moment nor did she have time to think. And now? Her focus shifted to the man she yanked herself from. Red eyes flashed maliciously, swirling with dark promises of pain.

"Look at you, you weak bitch. On your knees, where you fucking, belong." He laughed, a cold, merciless sound that matched the expression on his face as he slapped her, almost tauntingly with his meat again, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh loud in the night air, and then forced her head back, and her body to arch with the impetus with which he jerked on her hair. His feet moved forward and he planted them either side of her shoulders. "That's right, you're going to do anything I want." She'd had more than ample opportunity to utter the safe-word he told himself, as the whip arced again, this time cracking six inches above her thigh, before the leather tails struck skin and curled around her thigh, and simultaneously the string of the corset was ripped, rather than pulled open, and Lila Ross's tits feel free. A large rough hand quickly grasped one in it's palm, and Tom stepped forward, swinging the whip again as he squeezed, and stepped forward; his raging and throbbing manhood at the woman's eyes level. "You don't want me to hurt you, then open your fucking mouth and beg for me to screw it, like your husband wouldn't

Aida moaned out as she began to finish once more, her whole body twitching and writhing against the admittedly talented tongue of the girl below her. It was always somewhat astonishing to her just how easy it was to use her conquered foes. She played them like a fiddle, and Ava was no different. The dumb brunette was, as her phone displayed, just another in a long line girls who had been reduced to unabashed sluts. The whole idea reminded Aida that one picture of her foe’s humiliation was hardly enough to remind her of just how complete the process had been. As she teetered over the edge of her second orgasm she grabbed a fistful of her conquered foe’s hair, pulling her back just enough to encapsulate her mouth as she commanded “Smile!” before snapping a picture and returning Ava to her place. Looking at the photo, she was pleased at how easily Ava had given in, a wide grin on the

She screamed, digging her fingernails into the ropes the beasts used to tie her with the chair. Just then, a tall soldier with a row of flashy badges pinned on his clothing marched towards Soon-Young. She struggled to untie the ropes. She wished to slap –or at least give a good punch to his face. He bent his back, his ugly face nearly touching her forehead.

“Oh,” Valerie whimpered as she was caught between a knotting thrust of Serenity’s fake cock and her brother’s equally determined hilting thrust. The feeling of the combined cocks expanding and pounding her body caused Valerie to reach her first peak. “Mhm,” Valerie moaned, as her body tightened it’s hold on the invading members. Dripping her sexual juices onto Serenity Valerie closed her eyes and just let her brother take hold of her. The feeling of her brother’s tight grip on her arms as he continued to plow into her tight tail hole only made Valerie’s orgasm stronger. With Serenity determined to match Zander blow for blow, Valerie’s first orgasm was merely a false summit on her climb to true, overwhelming pleasure.

"How's that feel, slut. Going to cum for us again?" Simultaneously, as the man drove every inch of his shaft into the teen's virgin hole, Sophie Scott's legs were captured and spread by yet another stranger, who impaled her cunt with his meat. Beside her, the one whose meat she'd last sucked, stroked himself to release. His cum splattered her toned stomach, and gobs slid down her bronzed skin, as the men filling her holes alternately slammed themselves in and out of the co-ed's pussy and ass, roughly fucking her between them. Meanwhile, the remainder awaited their turn.

Sarojini bit her lower lip and recalled all of the beatings she witnessed along the way thus far. Shivers circulated through her body, and the prickles of fear caused goosebumps to rise up. In her distracted state, she sent me into a puddle of muck.

The scream came from a young elven woman, who currently was surrounded by a pack of trolls and they snarled at her and waved their weapons in her direction. The elven woman was covered in bruises and was struggling to stand on her legs. She held a dagger in a shaky hand with fear written on her pretty features.

It was funny that, when together, no matter their age, even grown men reverted to the discussions of horny teenage schoolboys, when alone, and discussing a woman. The moment Dan had kicked off his shoes, removed the glass from his friend's hand, and relaxed in one of the leather chairs, Jarrod had began to question him. Who was she, how old was she, what did she look like, how was her body, how dhd did she react, did she know what she was in for, and more."

The tip slid in easily, then the rest of the shaft with more effort. She sucked hard, the walls of her mouth clenching tightly around the pole as it elongated inside her. The erection poked her throat as the member stood proudly and instantly in reaction to her warmth and wetness, and it oozed salt and manliness the more she sucked. The delicate flesh near the head almost melted inside her mouth whenever her tongue swirled and twirled around it. Her top lips covered her teeth like a coat, while her bottom lips twisted as she sucked the shaft and felt its pulse. The base of her tongue found itself teasing the wattle whenever the cock stabbed her throat, and the tip of her tongue tickled the head whenever the dragon was retreating to the entrance. Within minutes her face was flushing red, her eyes were teary, and she was panting with a breath full of cock and

Her blood stained armour, lacerations, bruises, and sleep deprived she kneeled surrounded by piles of corpses and looked up to the starry sky cleared from the clouds of rain that had poured down, tattered armour, dried blood on her face as she looked up and just stared into the emptiness of the night sky, the moon shone upon her, and slowly closed her eyes exhausted and in pain, and fell to her side surrounded by the bodies of allies and enemies

He licked his lips, and his Adam's apple bobbed as his gaze left Sofia and flicked around the room. Confidence was restored when his eyes lit upon his implements, and when he turned back to Sofia, he released his grip on her wrist, and lifted his hand to point. "You need to be spanked. Fetch that paddle, and bring it to me." He then stepped to the two-seat sofa and turned it around to provide a full view of the room; completing his instructions as he dropped down into it. "With your teeth. And remove the top, I want to see your tits."

And, oh. It was pure bliss when Leorio finally, finally wrapped his hand around Kurapika’s dick, stroking him from base to tip, so slow. His touch was electrifying, like nothing Kurapika ever experienced before. A cry burst from his lips, high and shivery — and on some level it scared him, this physicality, but mostly he just wanted more. More. As if he could sense his desperation, Leorio leaned down and lapped up the translucent bead of precum leaking from him, wasting no time, apparently done with teasing.