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https://docs.google.com/document/d/1iI3WqYhLEuoQzUd9NZSkGsk0PPgwaubTzaqGkgCu7YM/edit?usp=sharing
I hope it’s okay to post this like this, I like to use color and images in my stories. I am still new to posting my work out in the public.
Mary didn’t stay long and so then there were four. Me, Monica, Jessica and Angela.
Jessica was something ridiculous like 6’2. Swedish with long blonde hair, blue eyes and the body of a former semi-pro soccer player and still highly competitive long distance runner. She had breasts, they weren’t huge but they were there.
Angela was her girlfriend. She was pretty tall herself, but no one looks tall next to Jessica, even with her ‘fro. She was of mixed race with fairly dark skin, striking features, and lovely curves. D cup tits and a flat stomach.
They were rolling and they’d started to do body shots. Previously everyone had been dressed quite casually in t-shirts and jumpers, skirts and trousers, but many of these had now come off to reveal bikinis underneath.
For my first shot I had to lick Monica’s neck, put salt on it, lick it off, drink a shot from the hollow of her clavicle, then fish the lime out of her mouth with my tongue and bite on it.
(This is a different story but with the same character. I was very busy during the new years, and didn’t get to continue Summer’s story. So I figure I get her to another series of events, with the last one taking place a few years ago.)
*It had been two years since Summer’s ordeal. After a week of captivity, the captors had released our young Summer on the side of the road. She was treated, hospitalized and had undergone intensive therapy to overcome her trauma. Two years in and she was fine. Or so she told everyone.*
*Summer now works on an ocean liner. She finds that the mobility that comes with such a job allows her to remain anonymous. On land, she was the famous sex slave. Her name and face plastered all over the news. She had book deals. On open and international waters, no one in the past six months she’s been employed as a hotel manager on the cruise knew who she was. Perhaps they did, but they couldn’t care less. There was more fun to be had with alcohol and parties than rallying focus on a girl who was kidnapped.*
Chapter II: Enlargement
Lyra watched as the men approached her exposed mouth. Sammy stood tall watching Lyra’s gleaming eyes. She felt a jolt of excitement. When Sammy was brought here a year ago, she too was subjected to what she now calls ‘enlargement process’. She remembered being tied to the same sofa, with vibrators taped inside her pussy and anus for four days. Before the process, all she could take at a time was a cock in each hole. After, she comfortably fit three in her pussy, two in her anus as well as her mouth. The cartel’s bosses were so impressed that had decided to cancel their contract with a local businessman and use her to teach upcoming ‘trainees’. Now, Sammy was getting to take each captive girls through the process of enlargement. “Lyra, you no longer have free will.”, Sammy erupted when she noticed how violent Lyra’s squirming had become. “After enlargement, you still have to undergo orgasm control, vaginal muscle control and titty fucking, at the very least.”, she added.
Just a short recap: Lyra, a beautiful mixed Japanese-American woman, was halted by immigration and searched for narcotics. The men proclaiming to be security guards anally and vaginally penetrated her. One of the men violated her mouth with his manhood. Her holes were filled and she is now laying weak in captivity.
Chapter 1 : Realization
Lyra was sulking on the cold, stainless table. Just under an hour ago, she was crouched over the edge of the table while two men violated her sanctity. She’s had many lovers in her live, and engaged in a healthy sex life. Healthy, as in mundane. Lyra knew the taste of cum, but she has only ever tasted it in secret, dabbing her tongue in it as her past partners came elsewhere. The feeling of cock in her pussy wasn’t new. She had many of those, too. Today marked a different experience for our young 29 year old. Today, she discovered a penchant for violations. Embarrassing to admit but so very true, Lyra liked the torment. Thoughts raced through her mind about what happened and will happen. A sabbatical, she thought. If she could learn to like it, this is her sabbatical.
Introduction : Lyra
This is a story about Lyra Mas. Lyra is 29 years old secretary, and has always been on the move. Her father had met her mother one night as he was stationed in Okinawa, Japan. Her mother, a Japanese waitress at a local bar, had fallen in love with him and a pregnancy later, Lyra was born. On various deployments, Lyra followed her family to Germany and Hawaii. She graduated from a local college in Hawaii and for the first few years worked as a secretary at a brokerage firm in New York. Today marks her last day for employment, as she decided to take a long sabbatical. She marked Bali as her place of respite.
Lyra is 5’8. Her long dark brown yet curvy hair flowed freely, that’s how she likes it. Her breasts wasn’t too large. She never paid much attention, but her college roommate sized her up at C-cup. She was proud of her nipples, as they were pointy and about the same size as the tip of her index fingers. Her buttocks weren’t as curved as her girlfriends’ but enough to catch the stares of men at the local bar.
The church is quiet now. It’s late. The building left open for sinners to come plead for their absolution. That’s not why I’m here though. True I would be concidered a sinner by the standards of the church, but I no longer care. I’m here for you. A pretty little thing that galavants around indulging in sin and vice, then coming here to beg forgiveness only to do it all again.
I’ve been following you for a while, and I was surprised by your two-faced nature. Here you’re such a pious good girl, but out in the world you’re a regular Jezebel. I wonder if you realize the duplicity in your behavior, maybe that’s what makes it so fun. What would your acquaintances here think if they knew how dirty you could be. Maybe after tonight maybe I can shatter your delusions about all of this, and set you free to indulge in hedonistic delights. A wicked smile curls on my lips at the thought.
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Part III : Thrice Before
*Summer was sleeping in bed next to her roommate Kate back in college. Tonight was the night Kate was going to invite her boyfriend over, Summer remembered. Gosh! She thought to herself. Last time he came all they did was moaned. Kate didn’t seem to care whether Summer was awake or sound asleep. Kate was getting fucked while being tied up. Her boyfriend came over late at night, as Summer was already in bed. She could hear them giggling and laughing, while undressing. She heard the ball gag being put in Kate’s mouth as she gargled his cum, she heard the sound of wet pussy juice slopping against Kate’s vulva as her boyfriend inserted his vibrator into her, she heard slapping sounds, and she heard Kate scream like they were the only one living in the entire apartment building. Most importantly, she heard Kate’s orgasm. Kate would draw a long moan each time her pussy trembled from the massive orgasms she would have.*
The Following is the opening scene for a heavy adult themed story loosely set within the Warhammer 40’000 universe. The story contains depictions of sex slavery and coercive situations, and the full story will be heavily NSFW. All of part one can be read here [https://amaazingpages.wordpress.com/2019/12/23/the-violet-rose-society-warhammer-40000-setting/](https://amaazingpages.wordpress.com/2019/12/23/the-violet-rose-society-warhammer-40000-setting/)
This part is a teaser, if you are interested then click to read the rest of the first part. As always feedback is welcome.. (Warning, its quite a long read!)
The Scheme Begins.
Prince Elian finally looked down to his desk, after nearly two years of preparation, two years of expensive bribes and favours turned in on, he finally realised that it was all in place.
He was really going through with it.
For the first time since he started, the magnitude of what he was planning finally hit him. Was this really worth it? Wouldn’t there be a more discreet way than this?!
His mind wandered back to his mother, her withered frame, a legacy of millenia of corrupted genetics, passed down along all the females of Gamenors noble bloodlines, condemning them to lives of frailty and weakness.
*Note: This is a repost of my own work previously shared under another account.*
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Staring at the rain collecting on his windshield, Jason Conine was searching for reasons not to turn around and leave the school parking lot. As the smell of coffee became more intense in the cabin of the small car, he went through a mental checklist. The pro side was not winning.
It had been 45 days since he was last in class. He took advantage of extended winter holiday and added on some of the vacation time he had been saving to have a nice long vacation with his wife, Karen. He thought they would finally try to start a family. She had different plans.
When they were married 8 years ago, the plan was for them to wait a couple years before they tried to have children. Karen had just started at her law practice and the expectation had been that she was okay with taking a couple breaks early in her career to have the two children Jason had so desperately wanted. As time went on and Karen began her ascension up the practice roster, she was no longer talked about taking those breaks.