The master's cabin

The Master's Cabin, Pt 1 My slave, you can see out the window from your place on the St Andrew's cross you're lashed tightly to. Your arms reaching upward, spread wide, legs parted wide, wrists[…]

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Hunter & prey

HUNTER & PREY Lacrima picked her way through the rubble and debris of the broken town. Barely a few months before, this had been a bustling stronghold, a last outpost of the dwindling human race.[…]

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Busted

Busted I don't know which startled me more, the sound of the pistol being cocked or the question. "What the fuck are you doing?" "This is not good," I'm thinking to myself. "Well, answer me,[…]

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Picture pewrfect

My name is Gary Asher, I’m a professional photographer. I have a small, but profitable, studio in down town Chicago. Because of the nature of my business, I, sometimes, work with the most beautiful women[…]

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