Mistress in red

`“So, tell me, what was it you wanted?” “Oh, you know,” said the slave, half-smiling. The Mistress smiled sweetly in reply. “Oh, no, that just won't cut it.” His snarky smile grew wider. /> Without[…]

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Kittens

Lorne Ascott pulled his coat tight around his body before stepping from the lobby of his downtown Chicago office building into the cold December winds that whipped unmercifully off of Lake Michigan! As usual the[…]

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The hitchhiker

Mason Barnes squinted through his mud-streak, rain-soaked windshield. Despite the brutal rain and slushy falling snow, he could just make out the Panhandle Truckstop sign up ahead. For late winter in northern Texas, it sure[…]

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Dead men

"Chicago, the windy city." they call it. I just think its cold as fuck… I'm driving down I'm driving west on 290, toward the western side of downtown, to my office. I take a cigarette[…]

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Family sex 2

Crissy lay quietly in bed, the curtains on the window parted, the moon lighting the room in erotic shadows. Her legs were spread, the sheet kicked off her slim body. she purred, rubbing her hands[…]

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