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“Broken Crystal”

StoryTeller — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 18:24:14 +0000

(M+F+ rape anal oral vegs bondage force elec) Crystal left her job at McDonald’s and started walking out of town. It was two and a half miles to the trailer she shared with her mother. Though it was after ten, the sky in the west was still light, and she found herself looking at her reflection in a store window, herself dark against the pink sky background. She liked what she saw, a slender young woman, not unlike some popular singers, with long bleached blonde hair. She wore canvas shoes, cut-off jeans shorts which rode so low that the waistband [read more...]

“Robin and The Doctor”

StoryTeller — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 18:21:21 +0000

FF reluc forced oral anal best bdsm) Robin stood staring out the window of the maternity ward, watching the huge snowflakes blowing past the window. Already, she had put in three hours of overtime, since the evening shift was so slow getting in. Traffic crawled, when it moved at all. A bus, full of standees, took five minutes to go one block. “Robin, how are you going to get home?”

“Oh, Dr. Kreuzer. I can’t possibly get home. It takes an hour when the weather is clear. I guess I’ll just sleep in a chair somewhere.”

“Then you’d be in no [read more...]

“The Lakeside Picnic”

StoryTeller — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 18:18:53 +0000

(F+F oral) As soon as she arrived at her host family’s log home in the mountains, Marie began to realize that America was not at all as she had expected it would be. She had been told that, as an exchange student, her behavior must be beyond reproach. She must take her lead from her host family. She must dress as Americans dress, behave as they behave, and, of course, follow the rules at the university in the fall. She was told that all American girls wear brasiers, and they certainly seemed to in the movies and TV [read more...]

“Rachel” – part 1

StoryTeller — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 18:14:13 +0000

(MFdom/f force anal oral) I had only been home a couple of times since Mom’s funeral, on leave from the Army. When I was discharged, I bummed around a few weeks. Then I hitch-hiked home. It was dark when I went up the front steps of the house. I was surprised to find the door locked. I was even more surprised when a tall, dark-haired woman answered the door. She was full-figured, dressed in a tailored suit that showed off her curves. She looked thirty-five, maybe forty. I didn’t know what to say, but she said, “You must be Howard Jr. [read more...]

“Ladle Rat Rotten Hut”

StoryTeller — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 18:12:33 +0000

(MF, Fant) It is still October 31. The sun had set, leaving a raspberry glow on the horizon, and the big, yellow, full moon was visible though the trees to the east. The smells of autumn were in the air, though it was still pleasantly warm. I had found a good place of concealment, far from lights and surveillance cameras but still near a path, a short cut, often traveled by students. There were three good escape routes, just in case. I quivered in anticipation; I could smell one coming. My sensitive ears tracked every footfall. She was wearing [read more...]

“Jane’s Halloween”

StoryTeller — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 18:11:17 +0000

(MF, Fant) “There’s a haunted house,” said Jane, indicating a large brick commercial building that hadn’t housed a business in years. “Admission free with a ten dollar donation to the evacuees from Katrina. Let’s go in, Gwen.” Gwen agreed, as she always did when Jane suggested something. Jane was the dominant one, over six feet tall, barefoot, and she usually wore high heels. She favored pants suits and mannish shirts, no bra, for she didn’t need one. Jane worked out, mostly dance routines, to assure there was no spare fat on her body. Gwen, in contrast, was inches shorter and weighed [read more...]

Gwen

StoryTeller — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 18:56:25 +0000

It visibly stiffened and grew. Her fingers made it hard. "Oh, my lord, again!" He again fell on her and, regardless of her comfort, he energetically pumped in and out. She writhed, raising her pelvis to meet his thrusts. With expert muscle control, she milked his manhood until it was again soft. [read more...]