My introduction

Well, my name is Lizzie Elliott. I was born and raised in Toronto Canada. Toronto is also the city or setting where my stories take place. I'm currently 19 years old, a high school drop-out[…]

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Trafficked love ch. 1

Chapter One: Get Or Die Trying She leaned up against the brick wall of the local thrift store, close to Harrisburg Pike and Mound Street. It wasn’t the best of areas, but Angel had certainly[…]

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Potty girls

As Mrs. Allen droned on about the Revolutionary War, the twelve eighteen year old female students in her senior high American History class took mandatory sips from bottles filled with juice, water, or some other[…]

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Old warehouse loft

I unlock the rusty old door, open it and Christine walks inside. The air inside is dry and dusty. The old warehouse has large ceiling windows and light enters in beams. We walk up the[…]

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Camorra chapter 3

Hurriedly changing his breeches and shirt for a clean pair, he made his way down towards the kitchen again. In the corridor, he passed Camorra in the corridor, who avoided his eyes and swept past[…]

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Sandra’s first pair

She accepted the gift with more than a drop of reluctance. She never saw herself as kinky and was not interested in the various fetish realms. And yet, the Hosiery given held a special mystery[…]

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