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Lola Mitchell drove home with a big smile on her face. She had managed to get an appointment at the beauty parlor, and she could see the scene now. She'd slide in through the back door, creep into the main room where Flint would be sitting in his favorite chair, reading the newspaper. She'd sneak Read more

It was another day on the farm of pulling weeds, milking cows, and watering the crops. I hung my dusty hat on the nail in the break room/bunk house, that we used for lunch breaks and relaxing. Just the boss, 2 other farm hands and me there working every day. Nobody from the city knows what a sexy Read more

When Philip opened our door the next morning, he seemed surprised we were still asleep. He was probably also surprised we weren't fucking like rabbits, the usual way he found us. Then he noticed Carrie was restrained, and he smiled. He asked her if he should come back when she wasn't tied up, and Read more

Thanksgiving was in a week and the November weather was cold and damp. It threatened to snow, but wasn't cold enough to deliver on that threat. Instead, it rained with a savagery that made one huddle in the house with a feeling of thanks for having a house. Glen walked quickly from the woodshop to Read more

I stroke my hand down your smooth, brown back. I am sitting sideways, against the car door, with my dick pulled out through my pants. You are bent over, with you head inches over my lap, and your ass against the other door. Your dark hair is everywhere. It goes down your back, and it falls on Read more

1. The slinky metal chain of his monocle traced its path, like a serpent around my left breast. I shivered at the sensation, but the tremor was lost in the greater shaking of my body. The trembling of fright. Fear had stolen my protesting voice the moment I'd opened my eyes to see the giant veined Read more

It was breakfast time at the Jones' house. Rob Jones enjoyed eggs benedict and coffee while listening to the morning news report on the radio. His son, Ricky, munched on cereal with headphones on. Beneath the table came slurps and muffled grunts, as Rob's wife Laura and their daughter Jane did Read more

As always in the close confines of the alien slave unit, the hours seemed to drag by interminably. For Emily Hauer, it was a strange existence – daily forced labor under the near-constant supervision of her mechanized overseers – while at the same time having to attend to the needs of another Read more